When the house family was hidden by the golden house

In an instant, their eyes met, and Yan Fan could almost see the light slowly rising from the other's eyes.

The crown prince rubbed his eyes, looked around, not forgetting that he was still in the library, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan?"

He seemed unable to believe his eyes, rubbed them a few more times, and then shouted again in a daze, "Brother Yan...?"

Yan Fan came back to his senses, a pair of cold white hands firmly grabbed the padded jacket, all kinds of thoughts were clamoring wildly in his mind.

He thought of the reflection on the window again, and now he just wanted to run away quickly, but his feet were as if rooted on the ground, motionless.

Seeing that there was no response, Wei Yubai became even more puzzled, "Brother Yan?"

Yan Fan was embarrassed a few times, wanted to say something but didn't say it, and finally just let out a low 'um'.

"What a coincidence, you're here too?" Wei Yubai raised his head and leaned closer to him, and said softly, those sharp three-white eyes showed a slight warmth at this moment.

He glanced at Yan Fan's oversized clothes on his arms, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to give it to me?"

Yan Fan lowered his head and nodded again.

From Wei Yubai's perspective, he could see the young man's plump and smooth forehead, as well as the high bridge of the nose, and the pair of glasses clipped on the bridge of the nose became a bit amorous in his eyes.

The more abstinent one is, the more people will be provoked sometimes.

Wei Yubai subconsciously felt something was wrong, his Adam's apple rolled dangerously, and he forced himself to look away.

After a while, the crown prince seemed to have finally realized something. He stood up, picked up the cotton padded jacket in Yan Fan's arms, and put it on his head playfully, holding the corners of the clothes with both hands, and stretched the clothes Pulling it apart, it looks very cute.

"Look, bat!" Wei Yubai said.

Yan Fan couldn't hold back a soft smile.

The three people were still sleeping, and fell asleep on the desk full of books, while Wei Yubai shifted his position and moved shamelessly to Yan Fan's desk.

The two were close together, Wei Yubai lowered his head, carefully looking at the scattered design drafts on the table.

Yan Fan was short of breath.

...too close together.

The proximity made him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, even in an environment that was about to suffocate all the time, he was reluctant to ask people to sit farther away.

How to do.

It seems like he likes him too much.

It seems too passive.

Master Wei hasn't seen anything since he was a child?However, only Yan Fan's design hits the mark in everything, and everything suits his taste.

"Hey, Brother Yan, what is this drawing?" Wei Yubai accurately picked out the sketch from the pile of straw paper, which was the one that Yan Fan had accidentally scratched.

Yan Fan raised his throat in one breath, wishing he could snatch the straw paper and hide it immediately so that no one could see it.

How dare you pick this up without dying!

Yan Fan was extremely remorseful.

He could barely imagine what kind of expression the other party would show when he saw the mistake that almost affected the whole.

However, Wei Yubai looked at it seriously for a while, and then exclaimed, "Brother, Brother Yan, your painting is really good. Is this a pendant?"

"Yeah. It's a pendant, spring style." Yan Fan said unnaturally.

"Where does Brother Yan work? Do you start your own business or work in some big company?" Wei Yubai asked curiously.

He thought that when the time came, he could ask someone to help him or something.

Although Yan Fan is so good, he probably doesn't need such a relationship, right?

"I started my own business and have an independent studio." Yan Fan said slowly.

"Then, can I ask brother Yan's studio name?" Wei Yubai blinked his cold eyes, cool brother turned cute.

Like a big dog wagging its tail.

Wei Yubai still remembers the sentence that the other party replied when the fund asked for the other party's information: Do you check the account?

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Yan Fan blushed again.

He wanted to say it but couldn't say it, and finally wrote the name of the studio on the paper. Wei Yubai leaned over to look at it, and said strangely, "Why? It's similar to my last name."

This was originally a joke, but it made Yan Fan's heart rise to his throat again.

He was at a loss, he almost didn't know where to put those beautiful hands, he could only hold onto the hem of his clothes tightly, he couldn't even hold back his calm expression.

His soul seemed to be split in two.

Half of the madness is hiding, fearing that the dark mind will be known.Halfway but fanatically looking at Wei Yubai, with a seductive voice, he said to him, quickly find out, quickly find out!

......My regards.

That night, Wei Yubai's ears were filled with the gentle sound of reading, the special sound when the pen tip touched the paper, and Yan Fan's cold voice. Several kinds of voices mixed together and converged. It became a wonderful piece of music.

A long, long time has passed, and many years later, he still remembers that night, he would often take Yan Fan to reminisce.

That night, Yan Fan stumbled and told him about the Baroque style, about France in the nineteenth century, about revolutions, about love and freedom, and about ideals.

Wei Yubai was serious as if he was listening to a game guide.

There is the first accurate description in his brother Yan's small notebook: an idealist.

......

The members of F4 slept until dawn under the contemptuous eyes of all the students.

By the time Yuan Yueze and others woke up, it was already 07:30 in the morning.

It is the time when the library opens in the morning, and at this time, a large number of students will rush to the library to grab seats.

Since these cubs slept so soundly yesterday, and the janitor didn't know what bitter stories he had made up in his head, these cubs slept in the library all night.

Around [-]:[-] and [-]:[-], Wei Yubai was finally woken up by the sound of reading and writing.

The crown prince rubbed his eyes and hiccupped. Yan Fan still wore those eyes, and there was a faint layer of dark circles under his beautiful eyes.The whole person looked a little pale and sickly, but even more beautiful and delicious.

He just stared at the person until the person's face was getting redder and redder.

Yuan Yueze probably was tired, and snored a little while sleeping.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, he stretched his waist and hit a loud hutch.

Afterwards, the students in the library cast death rays.

Yuan Yueze, "..."

The memory came back, and he remembered that his brothers slept in the library yesterday.

This is really the first time in my life.

With dark faces, they were so embarrassed that they wanted to drill a hole and get in. They left the library under the watchful eyes of everyone.

What few people don't know is that...

On a certain university forum, they became active.

x big forum.

[The five handsome guys I saw in the library!Slept in the library all night! ]

This post was posted on the homepage only half an hour after it was published, becoming the hottest of the day.

1st Floor - Landlord: Without further ado, just upload the photos.

Floor 2: Damn, what kind of gods are these?Kneeling for contact information?Which university?

Floor 3: Woohoo, I regret it, if I knew that I could meet a handsome guy, I would also be introverted!

Floor 4: Really shocked...

Floor 5: Handsome is handsome, but what is the level of sleeping in the library all night?The old man on the night shift was so selfless that he didn't drive them out?The museum will be closed until 03:30 in the morning at most.

Floor 6: Grass.I don't know why I think this hand looks familiar...

Reply from the 7th floor to the 6th floor: Damn, I also think of a person when I say this, a handsome anchor named Qingshuangren.

Floor 8: I know that little curly hair!It's my high school classmate and a rich second generation!But with that buddy, when I was studying, I smoked and fought in school every day.

......

......

Going around yesterday, Wei, a road idiot who doesn't go out often, can't find his way home.

It was too far away, and his neck was sore and painful, so Yan Fan struggled for a long time, and proposed to go to his house, Wei Yubai was shocked immediately, and stammered to agree.

He remembered some less-than-descript fanfiction in a thread.

How else can Jin Yu really know how to write?

Wei Yubai went to Yan Fan's house.

As Mrs. Jinyu described, it is very high-end, simple and cold, the overall color tone is very artistic, and Wei Yubai's eyes are dazzled by the various designs.

However, in this small apartment, there is no popularity at all.

Everything is neat and spotless, like a cold art palace, displayed in a corner of the world, no one knows.

Wei Yubai felt a strange feeling.

Yan Fan is like his house.

Elegant and advanced, with countless advantages and endless secrets, but no one in this world knows about it.

Yan Fan's family didn't have guest shoes, so obviously, like Wei Yubai, he probably never entertained guests.

Wei Yubai was wearing Yan Fan's slippers, which were two sizes too small for comfort.

Yan Fan made him a cup of tea cautiously, and Wei Yubai was about to pick it up, when Yan Fan seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly grabbed the tea cup.

Wei Yubai, "?"

The crown prince looked at it suspiciously, Yan Fan coughed twice, and said, "...it's hot."

Wei Yubai's face darkened, remembering the embarrassing incident when he was bored with drinking tea.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Obviously there are thousands of words to say, but still can't get a word out.

After a long time, Wei Yubai said boldly, "Brother Yan, do you have a girlfriend?"

Yan Fan, who was drinking tea, choked violently, seeing the cold and beautiful three-white eyes of the young man, his heart seemed to stop beating.

He put down the teacup, collected himself, and said seriously: "No."

Wei Yubai squinted his eyes and smiled heartily, as if he was really happy because of this incident.

Then, the expression of joy that couldn't be concealed turned into doubt, "Is it because Brother Yan doesn't want to talk about it? You're already 32, and your condition is so good, how can there be no girls talking about you?"

Yan Fan obviously couldn't believe it, he pointed to himself, and asked falteringly: "I, I'm fine?"

Wei Yubai's thoughts were delicate, and he immediately thought of something. He leaned over abruptly, and those sharp and beautiful eyes stared at him unsatisfactorily.

The two were facing each other, their breath spraying on each other's faces, they were so close that they were almost kissing.

Wei Yubai glanced at Yan Fan's tall nose if there was substance in his eyes, and said, "You are very nice, I like it very much."

Yan Fan was completely dumbfounded.