poor guy

Shen Lian was a little short of oxygen in the bathroom, so Wen Yeyan didn't play tricks on him and asked him to wash and get dressed.

Shen Lian was dizzy, but she still remembered to ask Wen Yeyan to turn her back.

"Is there anything in you that I can't see?" Wen Yeyan had exaggerated surprise on his face.

Shen Lian didn't argue with him, just said: "Turn around."

"Okay." Wen Ye Yan followed his wishes, and when Shen Lian was getting dressed, he rinsed under the shower.

Shen Lian took a sneak peek.

Under the shower, Wen Yeyan was stripped naked, and his figure was undoubtedly revealed. He was actually stronger than when he was wearing clothes. His shoulders were wide and his waist was thin and his legs were long. The lines from his shoulder blades to his back waist were clear and smooth. His legs were very straight and bare. The feet stand on the tiles, and even the Achilles tendons and ankles are very beautiful.

Shen Lian couldn't help swallowing. In the past, he had very low requirements for his own growth, as long as he could grow taller. Now he has a goal, and wants to grow up like Wen Yeyan.

Wen Yeyan turned around suddenly, meeting Shen Lian's eyes.

Shen Lian panicked and hurriedly averted her gaze.

"I got caught peeping at me." Wen Yeyan snorted, "Why, greedy for me? Then just say it, just look at it."

Wen Yeyan was very generous, and turned around to let him see the light.

As if she wanted to be stabbed, Shen Lian immediately closed her eyes and squeezed out from the crack of the door.

Wen Yeyan yelled in dissatisfaction: "You are impolite!"

"I've washed Xiao Shen." Mrs. Ji said, "I've made sweet wine for you to drink."

Xiao Shen's brain was still a little out of order, and he walked with the same hands and feet, and was almost knocked down by himself.

"Be careful." Mrs. Ji smiled, "What's the matter, your legs are weak after taking a bath?"

Shen Lian smelled the scent of rum, and obediently said "Thank you, grandma", and then thought of Wen Yeyan's stinging appearance, couldn't help complaining: "He's playing a hooligan."

Wen Yeyan also just came out, dressed in soft home clothes, with wet hair.

Mrs. Ji said, "Did you bully Xiao Shen?"

"How could I? He bullied me." Wen Yeyan said, he walked over, sat next to Shen Lian, and brought out a bowl of rum.

Seeing that he recovered after taking a bath, Mrs. Ji didn't say much.

Wen Yeyan noticed Shen Lian's clothes, the T-shirt was so big that it slipped down the shoulders, and the shorts were like a skirt. If it wasn't for the tie rope, it would definitely not be able to hang around his waist.

"Why do you wear my clothes for him?" Wen Yeyan said, "Where can he wear them?"

"It's just right for pajamas." Mrs. Ji said to Shen Lian, "Isn't it Xiao Shen?"

Shen Lian drank the hot liqueur, her face was also puffy, and she nodded.

"Where's the underwear? Are you wearing mine too?" Wen Yeyan looked under the table, and dishonestly hooked Shen Lian's trousers.

After Shen Lian tapped the back of his hand hard with chopsticks, he stared softly again, "Rogue!"

Wen Yeyan had another power call on his back, and he found that he might have some unspeakable hobbies in a certain aspect, how could Shen Lian scold people so deeply into his heart.

After eating the sweet wine, it was already past ten o'clock, and the old lady Ji went back to sleep, and Shen Lian kept yawning.Wen Yeyan took him to his room.

Wen Yeyan's room is very spacious and has a good orientation. It is not as detailed and luxurious as the one in the imperial capital. It is in a simple Chinese style. There is a mahogany sofa on the north wall.

Shen Lian walked there consciously.

"Hey, where are you going?" Wen Yeyan reached out and grabbed his clothes, the wide collar slanted, revealing Shen Lian's thin shoulders.

Shen Lian glanced at it and was already numb, "You're playing a hooligan."

"It's just one word back and forth." Wen Yeyan laughed, "Besides, what do you call hooliganism? That's it."

He pulled Shen Lian towards him, wrapped his strong arms around Shen Lian's waist, lifted him off the ground, and carried him to the bed like a big baby.

Shen Lian was put on the bed, stood up, and was pressed down again with nodding forehead.

"Stay." Wen Yeyan said.

"You won't let me sleep." Shen Lian said bluntly.

"When did I say no? I said I don't want to sleep on the sofa, okay?" Wen Yeyan said, "Lie down quickly."

Shen Lian was pushed down again, and once he lay down, he didn't want to get up—Wen Yeyan likes to turn on the air conditioner fully, so the bed is still covered with thick, soft quilt, and even has a good smell of being tanned by the sun.

Wen Yeyan folded the quilt to cover Shen Lian, and then pressed it down with hands and feet, using Shen Lian as a pillow, "Sleep."

Shen Lian blinked, "The lights are not turned off."

Wen Yeyan said casually: "Turn off the light." Then the light in the bedroom went out.

Shen Lian opened his mouth wide in surprise, not understanding why, and asked, "Who turned off the light?"

Wen Yeyan closed his eyes.

Shen Lian is still asking: "Who turns off the lights? Who turns off the lights?"

"Intelligent voice control, what's the fuss about it?" Wen Yeyan said.

Shen Lian let out an "oh" and stopped shouting.

After a while, Wen Yeyan let out a muffled laugh in the darkness. He hugged Shen Lian tightly and kept rubbing against Shen Lian's head, "Why didn't I know such a fun person like you before? A son has to be like you."

Shen Lian was so rubbed that his mouth was full of hair, and he couldn't breathe. He tried his best to pull out his hand and pushed Wen Yeyan's head away, "Going crazy again, you are impolite!"

Obviously he is the older one!

"Oh, stop scolding." Wen Yeyan buried her face in the quilt and begged for mercy, "My teeth are itchy and I want to eat people."

Shen Lian was stunned.

Wen Yeyan was ill for a while, and soon became normal again, hugging Shen Lian, twirling his fingers around his soft hair, "Sleep, sleep."

It was the first time Shen Lian had this kind of enjoyment when his hair was stroked, and soon his mind relaxed and he fell asleep.

I do not know how long it has been.Wen Yeyan took the mobile phone and turned on the screen. The Yingying light illuminated Shen Lian's peaceful sleeping face, with an immature face and delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Oh..." Wen Yeyan sighed, stared at Shen Lian for a long time, and couldn't help but kissed his forehead.

The next morning, Wen Yeyan had a good night's sleep, and the alarm clock rang three times before getting up, and then yawned unsatisfactorily.

The seat next to him is empty, which proves that Shen Lian slept here.

He changed his pajamas and walked out of the bedroom. The breakfast in the living room had already started. Mrs. Ji was peeling eggs for Shen Lian. Shen Lian was drinking a glass of milk, and put down the glass with a mustache around his lips.

This ordinary scene somehow gave Wen Yeyan a deep sense of belonging, and the fixed aura of getting up unconsciously dissipated.

"Morning." Wen Yeyan said.

Shen Lian raised her head and looked over, probably still remembering his big or small grudges last night, so she just nodded at him.

Wen Yeyan walked over, wiped Shen Lian's lips casually, and wiped off the beard, "Wait for me to go to school together."

He went to wash up, and when he came back, Shen Lian was already full, but he was still sitting on the seat waiting for him.

"Why do you get up so early?" Wen Yeyan asked.

"It's not your fault. I took Xiao Shen to eat junk food yesterday, which caused him to have diarrhea early in the morning." Old lady Ji blamed.

Wen Yeyan looked carefully at Shen Lian's face, it was really pale.

"I won't let you eat it in the future." Wen Yeyan said.

Shen Lian quickly pursed her mouth, looking disappointed, but still let out an "oh".

"Tell grandma what you like to eat, and grandma will make it for you." Old lady Ji said gently.

"Grandma's cooking is delicious." Shen Lian said.

Old lady Ji laughed so hard that she went to wash the apples for him to eat.

Wen Yeyan bit his toast, and said sourly: "I'm not good enough for you? I haven't seen you say a good word."

Shen Lian looked at Wen Yeyan seriously, "You are the best person to me."

Young Master Wen, who wanted to make things difficult on purpose, turned hot when he heard such a direct affirmation, and said vaguely, "Just as long as you know", and pushed his own milk to Shen Lian.

Shen Lian only took a sip, and Wen Yeyan continued to drink.

Mrs. Ji urged them to hurry up, they were about to be late.Wen Yeyan calmly said, "It's okay, I'll call a taxi."

The old lady Ji said mercilessly, "See how much money you have left in your pocket, call a taxi? I ​​don't give pocket money easily."

Wen Yeyan: "..."

He almost forgot that his inhumane father had suspended all his cards, and now the only money he can use on hand is tens of thousands of dollars in his mobile phone and less than a thousand dollars in cash.For ordinary high school students, it is a huge sum of money, but for Young Master Wen, it is relatively tight.

Mrs. Ji kindly gave him a key and said, "The car is in the garage in the backyard."

Wen Yeyan was suspicious, and thought to himself, why didn't I know you had a car?

I went to have a look, the so-called garage is the utility room, and there is a bicycle that looks quite old inside.

Wen Yeyan: "..."

"I just had it inflated and oiled, and it's a good ride," said Mrs. Ji.

"Old lady, are you kidding me?" Wen Yeyan said through gritted teeth.

Shen Lian was quite happy, so he didn't have to run.

But Wen Yeyan didn't move for a while, so he asked, "You don't know how to ride either?"

These words stimulated Wen Yeyan, he simply smashed the can, pushed the car out, and stretched his legs, "Get in the car, I will show you the strength of the youth MTB champion."

Shen Lian sat up, "I don't understand."

Wen Yeyan: "..."

The champion is worthy of being a champion. An old bicycle rides with wind under its feet, shuttles through the streets and alleys, avoids traffic flexibly, and is actually faster than a taxi.

The bell for raising the flag at the school just rang.Shen Lian and Wen Yeyan stood in a row, and before everyone had arrived, they took out the apple that old lady Ji had packed for him and took a bite.

Then something hit him on the back, turning around, Shen Yanyan threw the schoolbag into his arms, complaining: "It's dead."

Then he said to Wen Yeyan: "Morning, brother Yeyan."

Seeing that she was not as energetic as before, Wen Yeyan asked: "Yanyan is in a bad mood today?"

Shen Yanyan pursed her lips, feeling a little emotional, "You didn't even ask me to come out to play."

"Didn't it rain all the time last week?" Wen Yeyan said with a smile.

"Will you find me if it's not raining?"

"Of course." Wen Yeyan came casually.

"It's about the same." Shen Yanyan was quickly coaxed, chatting and laughing with him, "It's almost a holiday, my brother will be home this week, you are friends, do you want to get together?"

"Your brother?" Wen Yeyan showed decent doubts, "Little Shen Lian'er?"

Shen Lian was still eating apples, it had nothing to do with him.

"It's not him. My brother is Shen Bufan, you don't remember him?" Shen Yanyan said.

"Oh, I remembered this name." Wen Yeyan said, he is a person who is eager for quick success and makes no secret of the purpose of approaching him, so he has no sense of presence here.

"Would you like to come to my house the day he comes home?" Shen Yanyan tugged on Wen Yeyan's clothes coquettishly, "You said you would come to my house."

Wen Yeyan has always given face to coquettish girls, so she agreed.