How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

"...What are you doing?" Yan Ziyao was startled by Yu Mao's strange posture as soon as he entered.

The person in front of him was leaning against the wall with one hand on the wall and the other on his hips, his legs were intertwined in a way that looked tiring.

This is not the most eye-catching place, the key is that there is still a smile on that face that Rao Yiyan Ziyao's rich vocabulary can't describe.

Yu Mao adjusted his posture slightly, his face was numb from laughing.

Seeing Yan Ziyao standing motionless by the door, he must have been intimidated by his handsome and domineering posture.

"Man, come here." Saying that, Yu Mao twitched the corners of his mouth again, thinking he was smiling coquettishly.

"..." Yan Ziyao's expression became indescribable, what a greasy speech.

Doesn't this person know anything about his junior high school appearance?

Walking slowly to Yu Mao's side, Yan Ziyao lowered his head and approached Yu Mao's face, and let out a chuckle, "Don't tell me, did you read a self-study article by the president?"

"! How do you know?" Yu Mao was startled, and almost tripped over his own feet without holding on to his hands.

He was obviously watching very carefully, how did this person know?Could it be that his domineering temperament is too strong?

Pulling the person up and standing still, the smile on Yan Ziyao's lips became more obvious, "Did you forget something?"

"What's the matter?" Yu Mao asked subconsciously.

Yan Ziyao flicked Yu Mao's forehead, full of jokes, "The president is an adult, and you are a junior high school student."

"..."

Depend on!Personal attack!

Yu Mao stared at the man who was half a head taller than him and was upset. He grew up eating rice, and he drank milk every day, so why didn't he grow up?

With a palm on Yan Ziyao's forehead, he pushed him away.Yu Mao hummed, and was in no mood to continue.

"What did Shi Shuyi tell you?"

Yan Ziyao put down his schoolbag, tidied it up and said, "How do you know he's looking for me?"

"Tch, it's not the first time he's done this." Yu Mao curled his lips, "Every time a man or woman wants to approach me, this guy is more excited than me, and every time he blinks, all those people are chased away. I don't even have a chance to play..."

As he talked, Yu Mao felt that something was wrong.Yan Ziyao's expression seemed a little elusive.

Taking a step forward, Yan Ziyao smiled, "Every time? Men and women? Want to have fun? I didn't know you were so popular."

The intuition was not good, Yu Mao took two steps back and was about to run away, but suddenly there was an extra hand in front of him to block it, and then a voice whispered in his ear, "Tell me carefully, how do you plan to play, so I can learn too .”

It's over, I can't keep my mouth open!

A man needs to be able to bend and stretch, and Yu Mao knows this truth well.At the moment, he smiled at Yan Ziyao, blinked his cat's eyes, and looked innocent and innocent, "I'm just talking nonsense, so just pretend you didn't hear it, okay?"

Yan Ziyao seemed to relax, "Do you want me to act as if I didn't hear you?"

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly smiling playfully, Yan Ziyao stared into Yu Mao's eyes, "Then shouldn't you show it?"

For example, calling out to say brother or something.

But obviously Yu Mao didn't receive the signal, and immediately began to think hard.

"I treat you to supper?"

Yan Ziyao didn't answer.

"I won't bother you in class anymore?"

still no answer

Yu Mao really couldn't think of anything to show for himself, "Just tell me what you want, I can't figure it out anyway."

Amused by this self-defeating look, Yan Ziyao pinched the flesh on both sides of Yu Mao's face, looked at the two pouting lips and smiled lightly, "Think about it again."

This gesture, this tone of voice, and this look.

For a moment, Yu Mao's mind was at war with man, and this man kept staring at his mouth. Could it be that he wanted to kiss him?

They were only together yesterday, should the progress be so fast? !

This guy is actually more open than him?

"...Okay." Yu Mao thought that the other party had already taken the initiative, and it was really unreasonable for him to be a big man.

Isn't it just a kiss? It's not like I haven't kissed before.

Yan Ziyao wanted to let go, but the person in front of him suddenly closed his eyes with a generous expression on his face.

In the next second, the corners of the lips were pressed against the soft lips.

This contact was fleeting, because the person who offered to kiss him rushed into the bathroom like a frightened rabbit, and closed the door with a 'bang', leaving no time for Yan Ziyao to react.

Touching the corner of his mouth blankly, Yan Ziyao suddenly smiled after a while.

Speaking of it, this seemed to be the first time they had kissed while both were sober.

Yu Mao took a long bath this time, and it took a full hour for him to come out.

Yan Ziyao put down the book in his hand, looked at Yu Mao and said, "If you don't come out again, I thought you passed out inside."

Yu Mao touched his nose, wasn't he a little excited.

Although he was the one who took the initiative to kiss him before, but at that time he was drunk, and his memory was not very clear. It was only after Yan Ziyao described it that he could barely recall it.

Just now was the first time he had clearly experienced what it was like. Although it took a short time, his lips seemed to still have that touch until now.

How should I put it, it's weird.

"I want you to take care of how long I like to wash." Yu Mao snorted and crawled into his bed, revealing only his hands, a mobile phone and his head.

Yan Ziyao looked at the man who was about to bury his head in the phone, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he didn't expose the embarrassment of the other party.

"It's up to you, I'm going to take a shower."

midnight

Looking at the person on the bed as expected, Yan Ziyao shook his head helplessly, pulled the quilt over Yu Mao's body, and fell asleep again.

Yu Mao woke up the next day and found himself sleeping on Yan Ziyao's bed again.This can no longer arouse the waves in his heart. What attracted his attention was why he was the only one on the bed.

It's still early.

With a bad premonition, she turned her head and carefully looked under the bed, Yan Ziyao was sleeping on his mattress.

Noticing the flushed cheeks, Yumao swallowed. Could it be a cold?

"Yan Ziyao? Yan Ziyao?"

After barking twice in succession with no response, Yu Mao became more and more sure that this imbecile man definitely had a cold.

Jumped out of bed and touched his forehead, it was very hot.

Well, not only a cold, but also a fever.

Hastily moving the person to the bed, Yu Mao thought for a while, first took a towel and wiped Yan Ziyao's face, then wetted another towel and applied it to Yan Ziyao's forehead, and finally sent Shi Shuyi a slap in the face A text message asking him to ask for a leave of absence for the two of them.

When Yu Mao bought antipyretics and breakfast and went back to the dormitory, Yan Ziyao had just woken up and barely propped himself up against the head of the bed.

Seeing Yu Mao come in, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "I'm hungry." The voice was rather weak.

"I didn't say that." Yu Mao sat down beside the bed with the bag in hand, "You're too weak, and you've got a fever. I've slept like this for so many days and nothing happened."

Passed the hot water to Yan Ziyao, and then opened the lid of the millet porridge.

"Drink water first, then porridge, and finally antipyretics."

It was rare that there was no rebuttal, Yan Ziyao took a few sips of water from Yu Mao's hand, and then looked at Yu Mao intently.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Yu Mao raised the spoon in his hand with doubts in his eyes, "Drink porridge."

"I don't have the strength to hold the porridge." Yan Ziyao looked at Yu Mao meaningfully, and the meaning between the words was already very obvious.

"You don't want me to feed you, do you?!" Yu Mao opened his eyes wide, "How old are you? You have to eat porridge and you still need to be fed."

Yan Ziyao didn't speak, just looked at Yu Mao.

After a while, Yu Mao gave in.

"Xingxingxing is afraid of you, open your mouth."

Yan Ziyao leaned against the head of the bed, half-closed his eyes, as long as he opened his mouth, he would be fed with a spoonful of porridge, how comfortable it was.

Calm down, this person is a sick person now, it's normal to be hypocritical, just bear with it.

Yu Mao comforted herself like this.

After feeding the porridge, Yu Mao wiped his mouth with Yan Ziyao's gesture, and then fed the antipyretic medicine into it with one-stop service.

Rubbing his waist that was a little sore from one posture for a long time, Yu Mao rolled his eyes at Yan Ziyao, "Are you comfortable now, you can lie down now."

"Headache." Yan Ziyao frowned as he spoke, "You rub it for me."

Hey, hey, it's still exciting, isn't it?

Yu Mao was just about to punch this restless person, but Nian withdrew his fist because the opponent was still sick.

Although the person in front of him looked unhappy, he still gently rubbed his temples for himself.The smile on Yan Ziyao's lips grew wider, this guy's reaction was really amusing.

After a while, the effect of the antipyretics probably kicked in.Yan Ziyao gradually closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Yu Mao withdrew his hand, originally wanted to go back to his bed and lie down for a while, but saw a missed call on his phone.

After seeing the person coming, his face instantly sank.

Gently closing the bedroom door, Yu Mao walked downstairs.

"what's up?"

"Second Young Master, sir, let your subordinates come down to check your situation in Province Z, Second Young Master, and say that if Second Young Master changes, you can return to the imperial capital."

"I won't go back, so he won't bother him." Yu Mao gave a heavy 'tsk', his brows and eyes were full of impatience.

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, as if he didn't expect Yu Mao to say that he didn't want to go back.

"Second Young Master, my subordinate will come to Province Z in half a month, and then I can talk about what Second Young Master has in mind..."

Yu Mao didn't bother to listen anymore, so he hung up the phone.

He had a good life here, and even abducted a partner, why should he go back if he has nothing to do.

Although Yan Ziyao had a bit of a bad temper, compared to his so-called elder brother and father in the Yu family, he was almost amiable.

He wants to go back because he can't think about it.

Thinking that going back might disturb Yan Ziyao, Yu Mao decided not to go back, and left the school swaggeringly with the guards on hand.

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The author has something to say:

Yu Mao: How can I go back, people haven't taken it yet.

The man/Yan Ziyao: ...a scumbag,