forced petting

"Of course not. You are my money-making machine. I am the rice worm that you support. How wonderful it is to be able to have enough food and clothing without labor. Lanzhongtanza"

"Okay, then you just obediently be a rice bug, you don't need to do anything, you don't need to think about anything, just stay by my side obediently."

Yi Yang smiled and touched the man's head, his delicate face was bright.

Wu Yan suddenly had the feeling of shooting himself in the foot with a rock.

Early the next morning, when Wu Yan woke up from his sleep, the place next to the bed was still icy cold, and every time Yi Yang left was just like his appearance, always clean and direct, without muddy water at all.

Wu Yan, who is used to two people falling asleep and waking up alone, has already learned not to think too much. To be happy in life is to enjoy life to the fullest, so why think so much, let's talk about the future.

After washing up in the bathroom, a steaming hot breakfast was set on the table. Wu Yan looked at Bai Yan wearing a cute apron in surprise. Is this person normal?

"Get up, come, come, and taste the breakfast of love that Boss Yi specially told me to make." Someone's eyes lit up when he looked at Wu Yan, and a few white front teeth were shining brightly.

"You did this?" Pushed to the dining table in a cloud, Wu Yan was still a little unaccustomed to the life of having one more person in the house.

"Yes, this is what my boss specifically told me to do."

But he didn't do it himself, did he?

Wu Yan silently looked at the food in front of him, oatmeal porridge, steamed buns, spring rolls, pickles, leek boxes, stuffed pies...

The appearance is good, and the variety is indeed very rich.

"Try it, try it!" Someone stared with big watery eyes, like a pug waiting for his master to praise him.

Is this still the guy with the incomparable eyes and the top of his head when he saved himself?

With doubts in his heart, Wu Yan looked at the food that looked good, and he was ready to eat dark dishes. He picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of oatmeal in front of him.

"How about it?"

Wu Yan picked up another steamed bun and took a bite.

"Hey……"

Wu Yan took another bite of the spring roll.

When Bai Yan was almost furious with impatience, the man finally gave a thumbs up, "You really are a professional."

No wonder Yi Yang chooses Bai Yan to take care of himself. This guy is indeed omnipotent, with first-class skills, first-class cooking skills, and first-class personality...

"No, I'm not bragging. If one day I don't hang around in the Tao, I can eat and drink without worrying about just being a chef."

"Yes, great chef." Seeing someone bragging, Wu Yan smiled and bit a bun, seeing less and less food on the table, finally asked.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"how is this possible."

As someone said, he reached out and picked up a small steamed bun on the table and threw it into his mouth.

"I found out something." Seeing the man's movements, Wu Yan opened his mouth in a leisurely manner. The part-time job with a stern attitude can't be stern, as if he can participate in a business negotiation at any time.

"What?" Huo Bao, who was eating spring rolls, said vaguely.

"Whoever marries you will benefit endlessly, and whoever marries you will accumulate virtue in the previous life!"

"Of course." He didn't feel that the other party was complimenting or flattering him at all. A certain person was enjoying himself, and suddenly gave Wu Yan a vicious look: "Brother is a man. In the future, regardless of whether the other party is a man or a woman, he will only be a brother." marry him."

"Really?" Wu Yan chuckled, then lowered his head and drank the porridge without saying a word, as if someone had stepped on his weakness.

"That..." Bai Yan rubbed his hair irritably, "I'm not talking about you, I..."

"The food is getting cold..." Wu Yan said with a smile.

"Oh... are you really okay then?"

……

With Bai Yan's joining, Wu Yan's house life is indeed quite wonderful, and Wu Yan once doubted a little bit, according to Yi Yang's domineering plot, how can he rest assured that Bai Yan is stationed in his life?

Isn't he afraid of empathizing with others?

But such doubts are just doubts after all, Wu Yan dare not go to check and inquire in person, knowing that if there is nothing to do, the end will often be miserable.

He's smart.

By the way, Bai Yan is indeed easy to use. After having this great god, Wu Yan's life is more than eight degrees more comfortable. With this meticulous service, he is as good as the one who stretches out his hands to eat and opens his mouth. .

This person is most afraid of getting the disease of riches and honor. Wu Yan feels that he is about to fall into the swamp of capitalism, and he will soon be unable to extricate himself.

Hey……

This day, Wu Yan was going to the hospital. In order to give Wu Qingqing enough time to think, he hadn't been to the hospital for several days in a row. Thinking that Wu Qingqing should be thinking about the same, Wu Yan was about to go out when the phone rang suddenly.

The man looked suspiciously at the strange phone number: "Myert..."

"Hi, Wu, long time no see, miss me?"

Wu Yan was slightly taken aback. This guy hadn't appeared for a while. After he returned to China, Myert seemed to have disappeared. He even thought that Myert had withdrawn from his own world.

"Uh..." Thinking about it or not, this is an extremely ambiguous answer.

I think this meaning is also very broad. For memory, who can completely not remember it.

"Have you completely sunk into Yi's sugar-coated shells? Wu, I haven't launched an offensive yet." It was originally a complaint, but when it was born in the other party's mouth, it turned into a gorgeous taste, like a declaration, It's like provocation again.

"Um, Melt, I thought you'd say something to me."

"Wu, I'm not a person who likes to talk. I prefer to use some practical actions than hype promises."

"Uh, is that so?" The man himself didn't know what expression he had now.

The world of three people is really out of balance, and people's feelings can only be one-to-one. For example, Wu Yan has accepted Yi Yang now. Although he recognizes the state of three people, but when facing Meier Sometimes, I still feel psychological barrier, feel uncomfortable and awkward.

"What I want to tell you is that I know what happened between you and Yi, and I also know that he is making your family accept what happened to you two, but Wu, I don't intend to spoil you."

"Forehead?"

"We know very well that the relationship between the three of us cannot be made public. I don't mind being an obscure character. Indeed, I have to admit that for you Chinese, Yi Yang is indeed more convincing than me. "

One sentence almost exhausted Wu Yan's heart. Yes, in the eyes of Chinese people, Europeans and Americans are generally open and casual. If Myert appeared, his family would not accept it.

Because in the eyes of the Chinese, many things are already deeply ingrained. For example, China has always been a country of etiquette, emphasizing propriety, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom and trustworthiness, while foreigners have always put their interests first and are shameless sophistry.

"En." I don't know what to say, it seems that when facing Melt, Yi Yang's words will always become lacking.

Even on the phone, Wu Yan seemed to be able to feel the man's snake-like eyes, as if he could see through everything. Even if you didn't say anything, he already understood many things.

As soon as the call was made, most of it was Melt's unilateral confession, while Wu Yan was like a good listener, making an umm or two to show his existence.

Such an embarrassing scene finally came to an end the moment the phone was hung up.

Wu Yan stared out of the window in a daze. In the bright reinforced concrete forest, the intertwined road was just like his mood at the moment.

"Shouldn't you say something?" When the man was in a daze, Bai Yan, who didn't know where he was originally, suddenly appeared beside Wu Yan.

"What?" The man returned to his senses, slightly frowned and looked at Bai Yan.

"Miert, the famous and famous Maiert on the road has now become your shady lover. A person like Boss Yi can still tolerate the upright existence of your lover, sitting on the back of these two top-quality bosses." Don't you think you should do something proudly?"

Bai Yan giggled, his whole person was as triumphant as a little fox fanning the flames, his face was full of calculating and gloating gestures.

"I don't know what to do, but..."

The man changed the subject and looked directly at Bai Yan: "If Yi Yang knows that you are so grateful for our threesome, you... don't need me to say more!"

"You..." The fox smile on someone's face froze for a moment, and he looked at Wu Yan almost gloomyly.

"Please pay attention to your attitude, it's not the right choice to threaten me!" The situation changed sharply, and Wu Yan, who had been controlled by others just now, suddenly turned into a fox fairy, and his aura rose straight up with arrogance.

"you……"

Wu Yan chuckled, and looked at Bai Yan as if thinking of something: "Hey, I heard that you seem to be hiding from someone?"

"It's getting late, it's time for you to go out." Bai Yan disappeared with a whoosh as if his tail had been stepped on.

"Hahaha..." Wu Yan laughed a few times, then went out and walked towards the hospital.

He did hear some faint rumors from Yi Yang's mouth, this Baiyan's life, that is also the king of heaven Gaidihu, the pagoda suppressing the river demon, it is also called a wonderful one.

"Good morning!" As soon as he entered the courtyard of the hospital, Wu Yan received an unexpected greeting.

"Good morning, who is this?" The man followed the voice and looked at the owner who was speaking. With a loose hospital gown, big black eyes and messy long hair, if he didn't know Mo Yu himself, he would really know Mo Yu. Think of him as a wandering artist on the street, or those rock and roll youths nowadays.

"I, it's not a problem to lie in the hospital every day. It's going to be moldy. I won't come out for a walk, exercise, exercise, exercise, hehe." Mo Yu stroked his hair embarrassingly, the brilliance in his eyes Successfully hidden by the wide lenses.