When the house family was hidden by the golden house

"Isn't it good here?" The man's passionate voice was extraordinarily sexy, lingering in his ears.

Like the thick color soaked in ink, there is a cold dampness in the air, and the cold mist condenses into drops of water on the small window.

"No one here knows us, quietly, quietly."

Country people go to bed early.

No sound can be heard outside the house for a long time, but the rustling sound of the wind shaking the leaves can be heard, and a few high-spirited cock crows can also be heard.

Besides, they were left with a house full of mud.

It's really not a good place to communicate physically and mentally.

But countless romantic episodes flashed through Yan Fan's mind.

Love always breeds in the darkest and darkest time, and it grows like a crazy tree in the dark night. When the sun shines, it has already covered half of the sky.

"If...saying I love you at this time, wouldn't it be a bit inconvenient?"

They were covered with three layers of thick quilts, and some damp smell could be faintly smelled.

The weather in the south is too humid, and the walls of the earth embryo house are covered with layers of water mist.

The ceiling, the walls, the floor, even the wooden bed or the quilt covering the body are all damp.

The breath they exchanged during their conversation was also damp.

An ambiguous atmosphere spread in the room little by little.

It's never a good scene.

It's snowing heavily tonight, and the dark sky is covered with patches of dark clouds, covering the moon that represents romance at all.

The lights in the room were turned off, and the whole room was dark.

Their breathing became more and more rapid.

Yan Fan blushed uncontrollably.

Wei Yubai put his ear in his mouth, licked it lightly, his hands restlessly touched his waist, he gently unbuttoned the warm vest, and then reached in from under the clothes.

Wei Yubai lay on the bed for most of the day, his hands were not cold, but a warmth unique to young people swam about him.

Starting with a piece of delicate skin, Wei Yubai couldn't put it down for Yan Fan's slender waist.

Yan Fan's whole body froze, trembling and itching came up from his spine.

He tried his best to suppress the instinct of wanting to push away the person in front of him, and tried his best to endure the waves of crazy trembling.

The soul seemed to tremble for it.

The rooster began to crow sharply and loudly, and the sound echoed in the quiet small village.

The ducks by the river landed on the bank, walking in groups, with a naive appearance, and made two hoarse calls from time to time.

Their breathing became more and more sticky.

Before he knew it, Yan Fan's clothes were half-retired, his snow-white shoulders, neck, chest, and above...

— at a glance.

Wei Yubai's eyes turned red, he swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled dangerously, Yan Fan could see his sexy and smooth jawline when he raised his eyes.

The prince was depressed, and asked the last time in a hoarse voice, or in other words, he was giving an ultimatum.

"is it okay?"

Yan Fan saw himself nodding tremblingly, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

Wanted to back off, but didn't.

Wei Yubai entangled his thin lips, his voice became more and more hoarse, and he just laughed for a while, making Yan Fan's scalp numb and his waist almost go limp.

I only heard the boy tilt his head handsomely with some pride, and the joy in his voice was already overflowing, "Then I'm here."

.....

When dawn broke, the unsuspecting host knocked lightly on the door, and saw no movement inside, only as if the guest was still asleep, the industrious country woman couldn't help shaking her head and said, "It's past ten o'clock, and it's not too late. Get up and have breakfast. The children in this city are comfortable."

She glanced back, she had already done all the work at home, a silent boy, her son.

So there was a bright and happy smile on her face again, "Wang Zhao, what do you want for lunch? Mom will make it for you."

The honest boy glanced at her and said with a smile, "You can eat whatever you want. I'm not picky about what I eat."

"Harmful. You are a child who is easy to feed." The woman trembled with a smile, put on an apron, and walked into the kitchen.

It wasn't until lunch time that the two young masters woke up slowly to the sound of the host's call.

Realizing that the two of them slept in someone else's house until noon, and they had to be called to eat, the always thin-skinned Mr. Yan buried his head in the quilt, and refused to come out desperately.

... so embarrassing.

Finally, the shy Mr. Yan was dug out from the quilt by the refreshed prince.

Dress him up one by one.

The man who just started eating meat is very tired, time and time again, every time he says the last time.

Yan Fan had no strength at all when he reached the back, he was paralyzed on the bed, but Wei Yubai didn't let him go.

It was the first time he knew that boys could be so bad in bed.

Those nasty words...how can I say it, you bastard!

As soon as Mr. Yan thought about what happened last night, his ears turned red unconsciously.

They were almost tossing and turning nonsense, almost until dawn.

Mr. Yan, who was trying to be an AI for the first time, met a young man in his twenties at the age of 32, and was tortured to death.

He often wondered if he could not live to be 35 at this rate.

If it was like this every day, he might really die in bed.

too frightening.

Mr. Yan almost lost consciousness from the waist down, his whole body hurt like being run over by a car, and his legs were still trembling when he got out of bed.

Wei Yubai originally wanted to hug him and go to eat, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

He was afraid that Yan Fan would really shame him to death.

The owner's family eats at a small table, and there are only hard wooden stools in the house.

It doesn't matter usually, but this special time...

Wei Yubai stared at a certain place of Mr. Yan, and unconsciously began to cough.

It was only then that I belatedly began to blush.

Oops... It's so early in the morning, I can't think so much.

But... Brother Yan is really... great.

President Yan almost sat on pins and needles to finish the meal.

To show politeness, both of them struggled to finish the meal.

Careful Mr. Yan noticed that the boy on the opposite side was getting darker and darker, gloomy and a little penetrating.

However, when the woman called him, Wang Zhao immediately raised his smile and called out, "Mom."

The woman brought him food, he took it, and brought another chopstick dish to his mother, then smiled and said: "Mom, you can eat too."

A scene of motherly kindness and filial piety.

It made Yan Fan wonder if he was wrong.

Before leaving, Yan Fan gave the owner 500 yuan to express his gratitude, but the woman refused with a look of panic, "500 yuan? Why do you need so much money? Even if it is 20 yuan, there may not be people living in our small shabby house." .”

She originally thought that it would be fine for the other party to give him a few dozen yuan, even if he didn't give money, it didn't matter.

Who knew that the young master from this city was so generous when he made a move?

Mr. Yan put the money on the table and said with a smile: "It should. Thank you for taking me in."

The woman was about to refuse, when Wang Zhao said indifferently: "Mom, take it. This gentleman should not be short of this money."

The woman glared at Wang Zhao, patted his head, and said, "How is that possible? It's not a matter of money. We can't ask for this money."

Wang Zhao fell silent again.

The woman chased him out with the money and returned it to Yan Fan.

When he returned to the house, he scolded his son, "Fuck, we shouldn't take the money that shouldn't be taken. It's their business that the young and old have money. We don't want to be so generous. The money that should be taken You can't lose a penny, and you can't take a penny of money that shouldn't be taken, do you understand?"

"To be a human being, you must have backbone and be principled. We don't earn money by ourselves, and don't use a penny of clean money."

The woman said slowly that she had already said the truth.

Otherwise, the parents are all from here.

Wang Zhao remembered the past, and tears came to his eyes again.

It would be great if he had listened to his mother earlier.

that would be nice.

.......

Wei Yubai here quietly hid the money in the room where they slept last night, and then dragged Yan Fan into the car.

Mr. Yan was lying on the back seat of the sports car, while Wei Yubai drove slowly.

The two sat in the car and shuttled through the wilderness.

They went to all the quaint villages and towns near Xiaomingtang,

Mr. Yan was not feeling well, so Wei Yubai bought a bicycle and padded it.

Carrying people around to play.

The Spring Festival is the most lively festival in China.

There are lights and festoons everywhere.

They bought sugar figurines, watched fireworks, watched temple fairs, guessed lantern riddles, and watched sacrificial ceremonies unique to southern towns.

Take pictures on the small bridge and play in the water by the stream.

If it wasn't for the competition at night, the crown prince would have to take Mr. Yan to the mountains for a picnic, camping, and sleep all night watching the stars on the mountain.

After Yan Fan played so happily, he felt that his whole body came alive.

The gloom and depression that had surrounded him for more than ten years seemed to have faded away.

As long as that person is around, his world is full of sunshine and laughter.

......

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, Mr. Yan once again experienced the racing progress of a world-class racing driver.

Probably just having fun, and finally remembered the game, so he rushed out like a gust of wind.

A few minutes late, but luckily caught up.

Strange to say, it was as if Yan Fan had brought a meticulous male nanny with him when he went out today, the two of them had been tired all day, and it was Wei Yubai who ran up and down.

It's just that he, the person being taken care of, is so tired after playing for such a day, who knows that Wei Yubai is still full of energy?Those who jump up and down are not active.

Maybe he's old.

Young boys are so energetic.

Mr. Wei, who loves to eat him, turned into a big fat rice dumpling beyond recognition, trying to make everyone unable to recognize Mr. Yan's original appearance.

This was placed in the front row of the auditorium.

When there was a sea of ​​people, the moment Wei Yubai appeared on the stage, the cheers were suddenly overwhelmed.

Everyone is cheering for his brilliance.

As long as Yan Fan knew, the young man against the radiance clenched his fists, perhaps trembling nervously.

That secret joy filled his brain.

Only he... knows.

Only he knew about Wei Yubai.

Only he understands Wei Yubai.

This man is also only vulnerable in front of him.

The author has something to say:

The uninformed bodyguard brother who didn't appear in the text: Damn it, he's too delicate, he insists on taking a hot bath to order me around in the middle of the night.If you don't wash it for a day, you will die.

Both the hospital chapter and the Xiaomingtang Village chapter in this chapter are placed on the scarf.

Ok.