A bodyguard who can't be an assistant is not a good boyfriend

The lamp on the bed cabinet emitted warm light. The room was very quiet, except for the sound of the air conditioner operating. Yu Fengyan sat on the bedside, flipped through the pages of the book in his hand, and glanced at the mobile phone on the cabinet from time to time.

There was a sound, and the screen turned on. He put down the collection of ancient poems in his hand, took it over to unlock it, and smiled when he saw the newly received message.

Ye Zi: I got off the plane and will be home in about an hour. Are you hungry?Do you want supper?Bring some back for you on the way.

After reading a few lines carefully, I replied no to the other party, telling him to pay attention to safety on the road. After sending it, I couldn't help but swipe up. All the messages that the young man sent to him in the past few days were in my eyes.

I am concerned about whether he is sleeping well, eating well, whether the wound is still hurting, and telling him not to touch the water. When I run into announcements, I will complain to him about unhappy things, and I will share happy things with him.

No wonder the other party is so clingy, the day after they told each other their hearts, the young man's itinerary was to go to other places, and he would stay for two or three days.

He was worried about his hand, and he was reluctant to leave his boyfriend who just got out of the oven. When he left, his face was very smelly, and he was sticky for a long time while holding him, whining like a milk cat.

After falling in love, young people like to act like a baby. This is Yu Fengyan's new discovery, and it is very useful. After comforting him patiently for a while, he still doesn't want to go downstairs, so he suggested that he go with him.

This time the other party was straightforward, and refused with righteousness and sternness, telling him to recuperate at home and not to run around, leave his arms, pick up the suitcase and leave.

But his people have left, but the news has not been interrupted. He always sends him WeChat messages between running schedules, and makes video calls to him when he returns to the hotel room at night.

Both of them were lying on the bed in their pajamas and looked at each other on the screen. Even though they saw each other, they still felt missing and wanted to hug each other and feel the warmth of their bodies.

After receiving the news that someone was coming back, I couldn't read the book anymore. I had to pay attention to the time after reading two pages. Finally, I shook my head and laughed. I just closed the book and put it back in the drawer of the bed cabinet. I went to the window and opened the curtains.

There are not many stars in the night sky in the city, and he can't see the beautiful scenery in the small fishing village. He looked at the neon lights in the distance, and wondered if he would have a chance to go there again in the future. He and Ye Liangxi wanted to watch it together. Watch the sunrise over the sea.

A familiar vehicle came in downstairs, and it was clearly seen under the street lights of the community. It was the one that picked up the young man before. He smiled, turned and walked out of the room, standing at the entrance and waiting.

It may only take 5 minutes, but the sound of trotting footsteps can be heard outside, and the door is opened after the fingerprint lock rings, and a young man with a anxious face is standing behind the door dragging the suitcase.

Before Ye Liangxi had time to step inside, he saw a man in his pajamas standing in the entrance. The other party looked at him with a smile, obviously waiting here specially for him.

He was taken aback for a moment, but then he was overjoyed. He threw down his suitcase and rushed over, hugging him, rubbing his head against his neck, "Yu Fengyan!"

Yu Fengyan caught his body, hugged him tightly, and the chill from the outside was still spreading to him through the thin pajamas, but instead of pushing him away, he hugged him even tighter. He tilted his head and kissed the man's face, "Is it cold?"

"A little bit." Ye Liangxi was still buried in his shoulder, her voice was a bit muffled, and she was forced to separate for almost three days after she first fell in love, it seemed like years.

Covering his head with his hands and covering his cool ears, Yu Fengyan took two steps while hugging the person who was clinging to him and refused to let go, freed his left hand to drag his luggage in, and closed the door along the way.

Ye Liangxi remembered something at this time, let go of the man and pulled his right hand, the gauze had been removed, and now only a square waterproof wound sticker was pasted, it seemed to be much better visually, "Will it still hurt?"

As he watched, Yu Fengyan helped him straighten the messy hair in his arms, and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt so much, but sometimes itches."

"That means the wound is recovering." Ye Liangxi felt relieved after watching for a while, put down his hand, leaned over and kissed the servant's lips, "Did you miss me?"

"I don't have time to think about it," Yu Fengyan said, watching the other person's face collapse, and hugged him to prevent him from turning around and leaving. "Someone always sends me messages and calls, and he's always on his mind. He's very busy."

Ye Liangxi's angry expression slowed down, he snorted and said that's about the same, hooked his neck and shook, "Your gift was almost gone."

Yu Fengyan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Did you bring me a gift?"

"That's it." Ye Liangxi pinched his chin, like an apprentice molesting a girl, "I just let you stay in the vacant room after I was given the title, so I have to give you some compensation, right?"

Yu Fengyan lowered his head and kissed his finger, then nodded seriously, "Thank you for your love, my lord."

Ye Liangxi was coaxed by him, and happily let him go to look through the suitcase, and took out a beautifully wrapped long wooden box from inside and handed it over.

It contained a strip of carved fragrant ink, which surprised Yu Fengyan. He thought it was a random gadget, but he didn't expect it to be a carefully selected gift that fit his interests.

"How about it? It's not bad. I specifically consulted someone who is knowledgeable." Seeing that he was staring at the ink without turning his eyes, Ye Liangxi was very proud, and it was not in vain that he spared time to choose it on purpose.

Yu Fengyan covered the box, put it on the shoe cabinet casually, stepped forward and hugged the person who was still talking about how good this ink is, and lowered his head to swallow his voice into his mouth.

His enthusiasm came suddenly, Ye Liangxi was unprepared, he was entangled with the tip of his tongue before he realized it, hooked his neck and kissed back, telling his belated miss.

After the kiss, he panted slightly, his forehead was pressed against by the man, and his breath was intertwined. He smiled twice and raised his eyes, "So passionate..."

Yu Fengyan leaned closer and kissed his red lips again, raised his hand to press his head on his shoulder, and chuckled in his ear, "My lord, you can't repay your love, you can only sacrifice your appearance."

Ye Liangxi rubbed against his shoulders, waited for his breathing to calm down before raising his head and letting him go, holding his face with both hands and shaking it lightly, "You are very satisfied with this young master, you are sensible."

The two quarreled in the hallway for a while, and Yu Fengyan rushed someone to take a shower. After a few days of busy work, he must be very tired after catching a plane, so he should rest early.

The other party entered the bathroom of the room. He squatted on the ground and packed his luggage briefly. The divided dirty clothes were taken to the balcony and stuffed into the washing machine, and the unworn clothes were hung back in the closet.

In the past, the young man packed his suitcases by himself, and he rarely touched the other party's things, but now that the relationship has changed, he no longer shy away from touching his personal belongings.

Everything was packed, and the empty box was put back in the corner of the cloakroom. He routinely went to the kitchen to heat milk for someone, and when he came out, he could already hear someone blowing his hair.

He walked into the room and put the milk on the bed cabinet. When he looked up, he saw the painting hanging beside the bed. He smiled, then turned his head to look at the huge photo on the opposite side, thinking that young people are beautiful no matter what.

He didn't stay long, it was getting late, and the other party would delay the rest time when he came out to talk to him, so he went out to help someone close the door, and went back to his room.

Go in and pull back the curtains that were opened before, sit back on the bed and look at the phone, the first two digits on the screen have stayed on 12, it's a new day.

Resting at home for the past few days and getting enough sleep, he still doesn't feel sleepy, so he simply took out the book of poems he hadn't finished reading before.

I don't know how many pages have been turned, the door of his room was gently pushed open, and when he looked up, the young man was standing at the door with his pillow in his arms, and he said, "What's wrong?"

Ye Liangxi was a little embarrassed, pursed her lips, and thought to herself that this was a normal request from her boyfriend, and she couldn't be cowardly, so he walked into the door, "I want to sleep with you."

Yu Fengyan twitched his eyebrows, and rubbed the poetry collection in his hand with his fingertips, "Are you sure?"

Seeing that he might have misunderstood, Ye Liangxi blushed a little, and hurriedly explained, "Just sleep, just sleep, don't do anything else, don't think too much about it."

Propping his chin with a collection of poems, Yu Fengyan raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "I know it's sleep, so I didn't think too much about it. Why are you in such a panic?"

"..." Ye Liangxi hugged the pillow and glared at him, this man clearly did it on purpose.

Seeing him laughing like this, Yu Fengyan stretched out his hand and patted the place on the right, "Come here."

Only then did the expression on Ye Liangxi's face ease, he closed the door with his backhand, hugged the pillow to the side of the bed, and pushed the person aside, "You go over there, I'm afraid I'll crush your hand."

Shaking his head and smiling, Yu Fengyan followed his force and moved to the side, watching the person put down the pillow and crawl into the place where he had been, "My lord, is the bed warm?"

Ye Liangxi lay down on the place where the man was still warm. Hearing this, he raised his head to look at the person sitting next to him, propped his hands on the bed and sat up too, leaned over and kissed him, "That's right, I'll reward you."

The other party's lips still smelled of milk, and it seemed that he drank the milk well. Yu Fengyan was very satisfied, and kissed the servant's forehead, "Go to bed early."

Lying on his boyfriend's bed, Ye Liangxi still felt sleepy. Of course, he wanted to get bored with the person for a while, so he let his body soften and leaned against the person, "I don't sleep so late, what book are you reading?"

Yu Fengyan raised his arms to hug him, moved his position so that he could lean more comfortably, and showed him the book on his right hand, "Poetry Collection."

"Sure enough, it's something you can read." Ye Liangxi shook his head with a "tsk tsk", wondering why this young man likes old things so much.

Seeing the word "boring" written in his eyes, Yu Fengyan had no choice but to close the poetry collection, "It's late, go to bed early."

"No, you can continue if you want to read it." Ye Liangxi shook his head, yawned, and rubbed against her again, "Why don't you read two songs to me?"

He was obviously sleepy and still unwilling to sleep, Yu Fengyan stroked his hair and said: "Then close your eyes and listen to me while resting."

Ye Liangxi felt good, leaning against the man's neck, smelling the woody scent on his body and closing his eyes, the man's steady voice quickly entered his ears, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The pale yellow light enveloped the room with warmth, and the two of them leaned against each other at the head of the bed, reciting verses in a low voice at night, tainted with warmth in the silence.

The breathing of the person in his arms gradually stabilized, and Yu Fengyan stopped, looked down at the sleeping young man, kissed his hair gently, and said again: "May I have someone's heart, and the white head will never be separated." ..."

He actually doesn't like this poem, because it doesn't describe a very beautiful relationship, but this is the only sentence that he misses for the other party, whether he can hear it or not.

Putting down the book, he carried the other person to lie down gently on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, leaned over him and turned off the light, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Lying down rustlingly, the young man beside him turned over and hugged him again, murmured his name in his mouth, paused to make sure he was not awake, Yu Fengyan smiled, wrapped his arms around him in his arms Li, close your eyes, "...good dream."