Meiqiang's Miserable Sand Sculpture Self-Rescue Guide

Fu Yilan didn't expect the doorbell to ring.

He has always been a light sleeper, unlike a player like Chi Yan who can't be woken up by thunder, he opened his eyes as soon as the doorbell rang, and frowned to look at the clock hanging on the wall.

One o'clock.

When the doorbell rang, except for the special service that came at the hotel in the middle of the night, the atmosphere was a little scary. Fu Yilan walked into the living room and opened the door abruptly.

The brows frowned even more.

"Chi Yan?"

Chi Yan stood at his door with a dazed expression. His eyes only focused when he saw Fu Yilan.

As winter is approaching, Chi Yan is wearing pajamas, his skin is as white as snow, not only as white as snow, but also as cold as snow, his whole body is covered in cold air, his joints are powdered from the cold, and he looks at Fu Yilan's face ignorantly. It looks like a delicate doll.

Fu Yilan grabbed his wrist with a rough force, dragged him into the room, slammed the door, and walked to the bathroom with a sullen voice: "Who told you to come back in the middle of the night?"

"Huh? You?"

Fu Yilan rubbed the center of her eyebrows, pressed Chi Yan on the toilet seat and sat down, took a basin to fetch hot water in the sink.

"I'm kidding you, can't you hear it?!"

Chi Yan shook his bare feet, which were covered in mud. It was hard to imagine how he got here.

"Then don't tease me. You said that. I can't sleep well. There is only one voice in my heart-to care for the empty-nesters. With this belief, if I don't pay attention, I will be at your door."

Fu Yilan nervously repeated "not paying attention", poured water for Chi Yan, and stuffed Chi Yan's dirty feet into the steaming water, the mud stains scattered from the skin, revealing the dazzlingly white skin underneath, Fu Yilan He didn't dislike it at all, he washed Chi Yan's feet back to the factory settings, and changed the water three times.

Finally, clear water and white feet.

Fu Yilan grasped the center of Chi Yan's foot, and the several cyan blood vessels on the instep made the skin more transparent. Because of the hot water, the sole of the foot turned pink, and dyed all the way to the top of the foot.

Chi Yan ran over barefoot, with no wounds other than dirty feet.

Chi Yan looked at Fu Yilan, and didn't know why, rubbing his feet was so earthy, but when Fu Yilan rubbed him, it always felt a bit astringent. After all, hands and feet are places full of nerves and full of hints.

Fu Yilan raised her head, facing Shang Chi Yan's wide-open eyes. I don't know if the color of Chi Yan's pupils was due to the exaggerated atmosphere, but she looked shallower, with an unreasonable sense of beauty, like the flowers in the moon mirror in the water. a category.

Chi Yan is completely used to being eaten by Fu Yilan with average-sized tofu, his face is not too red, and he said quietly: "I used to think you were from the original text, and I dare not resist if you eat my tofu."

Fu Yilan was not guilty at all, she frankly made it clear that if she wanted to eat your tofu, what could you do.

"Why don't you resist now?"

Chi Yan laughed, and suddenly started kicking Fu Yilan, wet his neckline, and yelled, "I'm resisting, you can't stand it!"

Fu Yilan grabbed Chi Yan's ankle, and Chi Yan couldn't even move.

Fu Yilan asked him, "Have you taken a shower yet?"

"Wash it, that big jacuzzi bathtub, tsk tsk tsk, it's really not comparable to your wet and dry bathroom - I'll let you down!"

Chi Yan was picked up by Fu Yilan, like carrying a sack, and the world was spinning for a while, Chi Yan had already fallen into Fu Yilan's Simmons double bed.

Fu Yilan propped himself on top of him, his eyes swept over him like watching a prey, a classic bed thud.

Fu Yilan is such a hooligan, it's hard to imagine not making socialist criticisms of him, what kind of biological experiments he can do to him next, Chi Yan has only been eaten kindergarten tofu that makes adults who have left the order laugh, he panicked.

Because his socialist criticism has been shaken, he and Fu Yilan are older unmarried single youths in mental age, although we have a little secret from each other, but this kind of thing, there is no need to explain how much money X owes, the fun is over.

Chi Yan looked at his heart squarely. His affection for Fu Yilan was not as simple as that for milk tea. Now his affection for Fu Yilan was getting stronger and stronger, to the point where he couldn't control himself. It was not an exaggeration for him to want to have a good time with Brother Lan!

Chi Yan closed his eyes, lying on the salty fish, and waited for a long time, when Fu Yilan gave two mocking laughs.

"Chi Yan, what are you doing by pulling your collar?"

Chi Yan wilted on the spot, he had already pulled the collar so cooperatively to seduce him, half of his shoulders were pulled out by Abbot Fu, so he could only drag the collar back to its original position bitterly and wearily, his annoyance was filled with embarrassment.

He didn't show weakness on his mouth: "Huh, it's because my fragrant shoulders are too slippery."

"Isn't the old shoulder slipping?"

"Humph!"

Fu Yilan got up from him, and lay lazily on the side. Chi Yan really didn't expect Fu Yilan to come out like this. He was obviously a hooligan, but now he was dissatisfied with his desires. Chi Yan's face was greatly reduced, and his back was turned to Fu Yilan. Lying down, don't want to look at him.

Thinking of the naive and amorous look of himself pulling his collar, Chi Yan hid his head in the pillow.

Fu Yilan was playing with the gold lighter, pushing open the metal cover with clicks, and lit the fire with clicks, the quietness of the bedroom magnified his small movements several times.

Chi Yan's voice was hidden in the pillow, and compared with the crisp metallic sound of the lighter, it seemed even weaker, as if he was saying something shady: "Hey, are we in love like this?"

Fu Yilan paused for a moment, not as shy and cramped as Chi Yan, but still very comfortable: "I don't know, what do you think?"

Chi Yan didn't answer, this question is like kicking a football, he still can't find the goal, if he said "This is dating, otherwise you are playing hooligans to me every day, I have to sue the teacher", then Fu Yilan didn't want to talk to him at all Falling in love is even more embarrassing.

The more Chi Yan became silent, the more he thought, and the more he thought, the more he worried about gains and losses. Fu Yilan was interested in him, right?It's not his illusion, is it?Or is Fu Yilan playing hooligans to everyone?Impossible, he dragged others to death, obviously only him!

Chi Yan was so entangled that there were several dead knots in his mind. It was too easy to be ambiguous. A few actions and a few words could create atmosphere, but it was not easy to pierce the window paper. It is very likely that the paper is his mother's tempered glass.

"...I think you should tell me now when you met me."

Fu Yilan didn't backtrack this time, and said bluntly: "I know you from watching your show, you're very funny when you talk."

This explanation is very logical, Chi Yan suddenly said: "You are my fan!"

Fu Yilan corrected: "I am your food and clothing parent."

Chi Yan couldn't hate Fu Yilan, because what he said was true and there was nothing wrong with it!

Chi Yan was only quiet for a while, and then began to ask questions in a row: "Where did you see my show? Is it real? Why did you also wear it? Is there any rule?"

"Okay." Fu Yilan wrapped his arms around his waist and shut him up immediately. Chi Yan'ai's shyness was inversely proportional to his thick skin.

"Where you are now is the reality. The past is not important, and there is no need to worry about my affairs."

"You don't want to be a riddle man."

"Okay." Fu Yilan hugged him tightly, and said honestly close to his ear, "You are too young now, you are sick and ill, it's not that I don't want you."

When Chi Yan heard the word "want" mixed with a hoarse voice, his breathing was messed up, and his body softened, and he murmured, "I'm not young at all, okay?"

Before he could say "he's in his 20s", Fu Yilan robbed him of the words: "Which one do you mean is small?"

"Crap! I'm not young anywhere! You can drive on broken roads! Take it!"

Fu Yilan buried her face in Chi Yan's neck and took a sniff. Like sucking catnip, her hands started to move wildly: "I'll measure whether it's true or not."

Chi Yan quickly grabbed Fu Yilan Hu Lai's hand, indignantly: "Be younger than you!"

One has to be realistic!

Chi Yan blustered: "So, are you in love after all?"

Fu Yilan was categorical: "You are not allowed to fall in love early."

Chi Yan smiled: "It's all like this, and we set the standard, so let's talk about our situation."

Without hesitation, Fu Yilan said: "Students stay overnight, enthusiastic school bullies help poor students, and exchange mathematics experience on the same bed."

Chi Yan laughed even louder: "I hope to pass the trial!"

"Then it's time to teach you math."

Chi Yan couldn't laugh anymore, closed his eyes, and purred so fake.

It didn't take a while for Chi Yan to really fall into a deep sleep. Fu Yilan looked at him in a deep sleep, the moonlight cast on his face, the shadows and cold light overlapped, and they were both quiet and fragile.

Fu Yilan didn't know how Chi Yan came here. According to what he knew about Chi Yan, Chi Yan's head might be muddled too. Fu Yilan didn't intend to ask, so that he could sleep like a pig without heart.

Next day weekend.

When Chi Yan started to urinate in the early morning, the system suddenly made a sound, and the urination broke.

[Chapter one: 100% healing of sick and weak school grass has been achieved]

[The protagonist's emotional progress has not progressed, and it is filtered as invalid information]

[Host Chapter [-] performed without any mistakes in the audience, and was given a perfect reward——Skill Card: Where can’t be clicked (can be used on specific occasions)]

[Chapter two: The weak, the beautiful, the strong, the miserable rival in love, has opened]

[Remind the host that your progress in exploring the truth of the disease is still 0, which is extremely unfavorable for achieving he, please continue to work hard]

The system shut down, a gust of wind came and went, Chi Yan lifted his pants, washed his hands, wondering why the system talked less and less?It seems that the ios minimalist style is used.

He hadn't woken up yet, so he walked back to the bedroom in a daze, fell asleep on the bed and went back to the cage. Tasks and the like had to be queued after the big sleep.

There was a sound of the door being unlocked. It seemed that Fu Yilan had returned, but Chi Yan was not in the habit of getting up to greet him, and found a comfortable and coquettish position on the bed.

After Fu Yilan's mother cleaned up the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, and opened the door to the bedroom, she was inevitably surprised by the disheveled young man on the bed.

Seeing Chi Yan make a coquettish pose, one can't help but wonder, why is he so proficient?

Yan Hui is very aware of her son's bad temper, he doesn't like to be in close contact with others, not even his mother, he rebelled when he was in junior high school, he ran away every three days and five days, and moved out directly in high school.

Yan Hui is not worried about safety issues. She has known about this place in advance, and the quality of the neighborhood is high, not to mention Fu Yilan's ruthless personality. She is only worried that whoever makes him angry will come to pay for medical expenses.

In the end, such a son of the lone star of the devil actually let someone else sleep in his bed.

Yan Hui looked at Chi Yan's face and enchanting posture, and immediately said that she understood.