On the bone

One by one

The plane at [-] o'clock, you have to get up against the stars before the sky is bright... Ning Huiran really can't get up.

Last night, when I was going to sleep, I was woken up by that stupid little bastard who turned over the suitcase, and then went back to bed and was "punished" by Brother Yi for "not sleeping well and not cleaning up". I just closed my eyes He was woken up by someone.

Mu Mingyi pulled it, but Ning Huiran couldn't get up, but was entangled by this man's limbs. The moment he touched his body, Ning Huiran stuck to it like a piece of butter cheese that had been scalded by high temperature. , Pull out the silk and can't shake it off.

Ning Huiran was in a daze. He had some impressions of his own behavior, but he had no self-control. He just instinctively refused to let this person go... When Mu Mingyi lifted his butt and put his arms around his waist, When changing him from facing the ceiling to facing the bedroom door, Ning Huiran half woke up with a start.

"How often...how often do you exercise?" Ning Huiran yawned with tears in his eyes: "This is too vigorous."

With a hoarse voice, he tightened his hands on the opponent's neck.

Stretching arms and legs while lying down is inconvenient after all, it was too hasty, Ning Huiran hugged Mu Mingyi and ran up, twisted his buttocks to find a more comfortable position, and his forearms and wrists became stiff and tense. Very tight, Mu Mingyi cooperated with him and bumped him up: "...This is not training."

Feeling the slight heat from his neck due to his exertion, Ning Hui felt a little itchy. He took off his hand and slid into Mu Mingyi's vest, touching from the damp shoulder all the way to the back of the big underpants. After stuffing half of it in, I heard Mu Mingyi's hoarse, panting voice mixed with exhaustion or suffocation, saying to him: "Go up the stairs and make trouble with me, you love me so much."

"Okay, let's stop making trouble." Ning Huiran smiled and hugged Mu Mingyi again, obediently allowing himself to sink down one step at a time.

Ning Huiran hugged him to the bathroom before jumping down reluctantly, Mu Mingyi went upstairs to bring him slippers, Ning Huiran gave him a kiss as a reward, and then Mu Mingyi went to the kitchen.

After Ning Huiran finished washing up, he sat at the dining table as a handsome young man full of energy and energy.

On the dining table, there is brightly squeezed orange juice, slices of toast that are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, buttery jam ketchup, colorful fruit slices, and that tender fried egg on a large white porcelain plate, which is still heart-shaped... Ning Huiran's eyes were about to go blind.

With a wave of his hand, he asked Mu Mingyi, who was about to sit down on the high stool, to wait for a while. Ning Huiran lowered his head, as if thinking about something, twirling his fingers unconsciously, and then raised his head, his eyes full of affection and tears With twinkling eyes, tears welled up in the eye sockets and flowed down the cheeks: "Brother Yi, I love you to death..."

"The acting skills are so good, right?" Wiping the table, Mu Mingyi took out two pieces of paper and handed them over: "I'll be at this level earlier, and when you come back, I'll make you a lunch. If you don't cry for 10 minutes, you won't be able to do it." .”

"Don't stop! Brother Yi," Ning Huiran took the paper, sniffed and said, "I'll try to yawn when I'm about to, usually I can't cry like this."

Mu Mingyi laughed: "Your crying scene is really good, and this time is not bad, you are the best I have ever seen."

Mu Mingyi's compliment is very useful no matter whether he is a senior or a boyfriend. Ning Huiran was elated when he heard it, and a little heart jumped up...

Put a piece of cantaloupe on the fork, and Ning Huiran brought it to Mu Mingyi's mouth. The other party lowered his head and opened his mouth in cooperation, and when he was about to eat it, there was the sound of walking on the stairs, and the two returned to their seats immediately.

A'ai staggered down the stairs as if she was drunk, her eyes were squinted, her eyes were swollen like goldfish, her hair was sticking out stubbornly, and she was in a sleepwalking state.

Ning Huiran saw him upset for a while, not only for having a sweet breakfast but also being disturbed by the little bastard, and also because of his sudden fear that he would stumble and roll downstairs.

Since knowing the true relationship between A'ai and Mu Mingyi, Ning Huiran found that the anger that was harassed by A'ai had disappeared inexplicably. Could it be...is this Aiwujiwu?Like a person and even like his relatives?

Walking out of the coquettish S-curve, Aai scratched her hair and wandered to Ning Huiran's side, standing motionless by the table.

Ning Huiran looked at him, he looked at Ning Huiran's dinner plate, and remained still for a long time. When Ning Huiran thought that this guy might have fallen asleep standing up, Ah Ai suddenly pulled out the high stool next to him and kicked his butt. sit on it.

A'ai raised her head, although her eyes were still swollen, she could still see him focusing on Mu Mingyi's face, and then he laughed, showing two small canine teeth: "I'm hungry, and I want to eat too."

Depend on?

In his tone, Ning Huiran heard a hint of coquettishness.

Glancing at A'ai, Mu Mingyi put sweet oranges into the juicer and said to him, "Go wash your face, come over to eat after cleaning."

Who said that Aiwu and Wulian's relatives like each other?

Shit.

A fork pierced into the love egg, Ning Huiran rolled it up and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing hard.

After washing his face, brushing his teeth and combing his hair, he returned to the dining table again. A'ai also looked radiant with a new look. He smiled and watched the breakfast set before him, one for each.

Orange juice, fruit, bread, various sauces...

Ah Ai suddenly lowered her face.

"Mu Mingyi, where's my egg?" He raised his head and looked directly at the man who was tidying up the cupboard: "It's the kind of love."

I have everything but I don’t have a little egg. I don’t have him, this symbol of love. Ning Huiran hummed a little tune happily, and glanced at A’ai’s incomplete breakfast.

With Ning Huiran by her side for comparison, Ah Ai couldn't hold her breath, and slapped the table in protest.

Mu Mingyi threw the rag aside, sat down on a stool, and calmly told A'ai that it was only called Dad.

One sentence made Ning Huiran immediately restrain his smile. He watched the two people quietly. From his impression, he had never heard his son called "Dad" since he saw his son "Aai", and he always called Mu Mingyi by his last name. The name is blunt and straightforward, without any embellishments, and even grandma Wang Mei is honored as 'Ms. Wang'.

A'ai was taken aback for a moment, then remained silent for a moment, then smiled at Mu Mingyi in an unscrupulous manner: "That's not okay, I'll only call Dad in one place, or you..."

Throwing the knife and fork onto the dinner plate vigorously, kicked the leg of the stool early when the sound was heard, A'ai jumped down with a cry of surprise, and almost fell to the ground with the stool.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Ning Huiran yelled loudly: "He's your father!!"

This voice made Ah Ai tremble, he blinked in panic, stuttered and hurriedly explained to Mu Mingyi: "Ah... no, that's not what I meant, I..." Suddenly, he woke up and turned his head Glaring at Ning Huiran: "Hey! Wait, who are you? What's the matter with you?!"

"I think you are short of pumping!" After finishing speaking, Ning Huiran grabbed the phone with the screen upside down on the table, grabbed the round neck of A Ai's T-shirt and slapped him on the head.

The movement was too fast, A'ai couldn't dodge for a while, she instinctively raised her head, and the expected slap turned into a light slap.

——It wasn't that Ning Huiran didn't want to make a move, the mobile phone slipped out of his hand while still waving his arm in the air, Ning Huiran watched in amazement as Mu Mingyi put his mobile phone back to its original place safely.

The fingers curled up, and the hard knuckles tapped rhythmically on the phone case, one by one, for a long time, lengthy and dull.

The cross-eyed two people slowly returned to their normal state. Under the tap of this slender and powerful finger with broad joints, they lifted up the kicked stool and put them back in their original seats.

Stopping, Mu Mingyi started to eat breakfast first, neither of them talked nonsense, they just opened their mouths to eat.

In this way, the dining room stopped for a while.

"Aai, I will send Huiran to the airport in a while, and then I will go to work. If you want to catch up on sleep after eating, you can make up for it. When you wake up, go back to your grandma." Mu Mingyi said, taking a sip of orange juice: "Just pass by me from the airport Here, it’s time to go back.”

Looking up at Mu Mingyi, Aai let out an 'hmm'.

Mu Mingyi put down the whole glass of orange juice and wiped his hands: "There is something you need to be clear about. It's not me calling you back this time, it's Jiang Yuhan. I don't know what he told you, but you Don't meddle in my business."

"Huh?" Ai was a little confused.

"Don't say things you shouldn't say in front of your grandma, that's what I mean." Mu Mingyi added.

The ignorant expression immediately became less ignorant, not only that, a kind of anger, unknown, and even angry expression appeared on A'ai's face: "What do you mean, Mu Mingyi? Who am I coming back for?! It's you Is it important to call or Brother Jiang Shao? The point is not that I came back to help you because you caused trouble?!"

"I don't need your help."

There was a clatter, the plate was pushed inward, there was a lot of movement, A'ai stared at Mu Mingyi for a while, and then smiled coldly: "Actually, you didn't even think that I really called you dad, did you tell me?"

Seeing that the other party was silent, Aai jumped off the stool and walked towards the stairs without saying a word.