The little man on the apex

Joy to joy, face-saving work is still to be done, after all, brother Yu pouted, tears in his eyes must not drip, this feeling of reluctance is absolutely real.

Never break the doll's heart.

In fact, the two of them really like having Brother Yu at home, there can be a lot of excitement inside and outside the house, and life is also fun.

Brother Yu is also a smart doll, although he is naughty but not naughty, and like Yuan Xi, he is very good at acting like a baby. Every time, when being hugged by these two soft people at the same time, Yan Heyi is so happy that he can't stop laughing from ear to ear .

What's more, this milk doll is exquisite in appearance, and it feels very good when pinched, no matter how painful it is, it won't hurt enough.

Moreover, with brother Yu around, Yuanxi would show a gentle and serious side from time to time, Yan Heyi liked to watch it very much.

Moreover, if Yan Heyi wanted to go out and play like Yuanxi, but couldn't save face, she could have a reasonable excuse by bringing the doll.

and......

In short... the two of them are very willing to let Brother Yu stay for a longer time.

Really!

Yuan Xi and Brother Yu hugged each other, pinched and kissed each other, his own eyes were slowly turning red, and he made an agreement to bring him back to live with him next time.

Steward Yu watched from the side, and quietly wiped his tears with his sleeve, lamenting that this pure master-student friendship is really rare.

The two coaxed patiently in the yard for a while before they carried brother Yu into the carriage, and then stood side by side outside the courtyard gate, watching the carriage turn out of the alley.

Yuan Xi grabbed Yan Heyi's sleeve to wipe away his tears, and said softly, "Brother, I actually started to miss him."

Yan Heyi looked at Yuanxi, who was pear-blossoming and rainy, with a few glistening teardrops on her eyelashes, and the tip of her nose was red. She was extremely cute, so she curled her lips and put her arms around his waist, "But, brother thinks You, I can't bear to think about it."

Yuan Xi pretended not to understand, raised his head, stared at him innocently, blinked his eyelashes lightly, and a teardrop rolled down.

Yan Heyi leaned over slightly, caught the glistening teardrop, stared at Yuanxi with burning eyes, then stuck out the tip of her tongue, and licked her lips lightly, as if tasting the teardrop, "Mmm... .Sweet."

"How come?" Yuan Xi stuck out his tongue, and licked the teardrops that trickled down to the corner of his mouth, "It's obviously salty."

"It's not about tears." Yan Heyi brought her lips close to Yuanxi's lips, and rubbed them lightly, seemingly absently, "It's about you."

"It's been a long time since you called me husband."

Yuan Xi wanted to play dumb again, and raised his feet to walk into the yard, but Yan Heyi held his buttocks, hugged him upright, and walked slowly into the house.

"Yuan Xi, pay attention to lower your head when entering the room, and don't touch the door frame."

"And... for a while, it's softer when it's called. It's broad daylight, and the next door might hear it."

Yuan Xi kept tossing his feet, but he was a little powerless in front of Yan Heyi. Instead, he felt like refusing to welcome, so he could only honestly bury his face in Yan Heyi's hair, and the blush on his face spread to the roots of his ears.

Yan Heyi closed the door with her feet, then carried Yuanxi into the inner room, threw him on the bed, kicked off the cotton shoes on her feet, and leaned over to press him on him, holding the two pieces that she had missed for a long time Lips, sticking out the tip of the tongue to taste carefully.

Yuanxi hadn't been intimate in the past few days, and Yuanxi was a little bit jerky. He closed his teeth tightly, but Yan Heyi gently scratched his waist, and couldn't help but hum from his throat. Yan Heyi found the right moment and slipped the tip of his tongue into the In Yuan Xi's mouth, they were deeply entangled.

"Brother..." Yuan Xi said vaguely from his throat, "It's time for us to take a nap."

While unbuttoning Yuanxi's coat, Yan Heyi answered him softly, "When we get close enough, Mr. Xiang will take a nap with you."

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since my Yuan Xi called me husband..."

The inside of the bed tent gradually became hot, and the charcoal basin was also crackling with sparks. The two of them were stripped to only a thin layer of obscene clothes, but they still felt a little hot.

Fearing that Yuan Xi would sweat and catch the wind, Yan Heyi firmly protected him under her body, and then pulled the quilt over her back, kissing him face to face, and the ups and downs of her waist were much gentler than Xia Shi's.

The more gentle it is, the more real Yuanxi's feeling is. If it is said that in summer, it is like a gust of wind and a huge wave rushing in, now it is the gurgling water of Lanxi, gently washing the pebbles on the river bed, even the cracks in the stones All the swimming fish were carefully drawn out.

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The afternoon sun was very bright, and the snow on the roof began to melt, slowly dripping from the eaves.

Tuanzi was sleeping on his stomach at the door of the house, and the snow water kept dripping down, and some hit it straight on the back. Tuanzi was disturbed and irritable. After scratching with his paw a few times, he was reluctant I got up, moved to the door of the chicken coop and fell asleep.

Obviously, when taking a nap these days, there will always be a milk doll who will lead her into the house to sleep, and go to the side of the charcoal basin, sweating profusely all over her body.

Just now I went to Aunt Zhao's house by myself and played with Rongrong for a while, but I didn't see the baby when I came back.

My master is also very kind to me, but I often shut myself out of the door, and only let me sleep in the kitchen at night. Although the kitchen is warm and cozy, and I have specially laid a layer of soft thatch for myself, but I still want to slept with them.

Has that milk doll returned to her home?I don't know when I will come to live again.

Tuanzi was very distressed for a while, turned over and continued to sleep. The sun shone on her body, which was warmer than being next to the charcoal basin.

On the bed in the middle of the room, Yan Heyi was hugging Yuan Xi tightly, pecking lightly on his lips from time to time.

Just now, although his waist was much gentler, his mouth became more stubborn, which made Yuan Xi's lips a little red and swollen.

"Xianggong," Yuan Xi's voice was unreasonably soft, "I couldn't hold back just now, was it a little louder? Can you really hear it from the next door?"

"What? Are you shy?" Yan Heyi gently pinched Yuanxi's earlobe with her fingertips.

Yuan Xi shrank his neck to the side, and said in a low voice: "No, Aunt Gu's lover is here, if he hears it, it would be so embarrassing."

He pursed his lips, "Then how can I support Aunt Gu in the future?"

"I'm afraid that people will know that Jiang Yuanxi, who is like a demon king in the world, is outside." Yan Heyi brushed his lips with his fingertips again, "Is my fellow minister so soft on the bed?"

"Where is it?" Yuan Xi buried his head into Yan Heyi's shoulder, "Who is limp?"

"It's just soft, softer than the glutinous rice balls I ate at noon." Yan Heyi pinched the soft flesh on Yuanxi's cheeks, lifted his face again, lowered his head and took a bite, "Not only soft, but also very sweet. "

Yuan Xi stretched out his hand and pushed Yan Heyi's lips away, and said, "Why does Mr. Xiang always like to bite people? I'm not really Tangyuan."

"Ms. Xianggong knew he was wrong." Yan Heyi subdued obediently, but grabbed Yuan Xi's wrist, opened her mouth and bit his shoulder lightly again.

Yan Heyi, even when she was so sleepy, never forgot to pull Yuanxi up to scrub, and after tossing this, she hugged him into the bed and took a nap.

Both of them were a little tired, and soon fell asleep. When they woke up again, the sky was already full of colorful clouds. Tuanzi went to Mrs. Zhao's house to find Rongrong and came back to play with the eldest and second children in the chicken coop. Woolen cloth.

"Are you hungry?" Yan Heyi rubbed Yuan Xi's stomach, and asked in a warm voice in his ear.

Yuan Xi nodded, "I'm hungry, brother."

"Why did you wake up and start calling me brother again?" Yan Heyi's tone was rather aggrieved.

Yuan Xi blurred the question, and pushed Yan Heyi's hand that had already moved to his chest, "Brother, let's go cook, what are we going to have for dinner?"

Yan Heyi didn't care what he said, and hugged his waist tightly, "Is it only at that time that you are willing to call me husband?"

"Then... I want to hear it again now. I wonder if you are willing to suffer again?"

After he finished speaking, he slowly moved his hands down, and Yuan Xi's body trembled, and he quickly called out "Xianggong" softly.

Yan Heyi raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, stretched out her hands under the quilt, and brushed the hair sticking to Yuan Xi's cheeks, "Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"There seems to be a large piece of mutton in the basket brought by the housekeeper just now." Yuan Xi lightly licked the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, how about making mutton soup?" Before Yuanxi could speak, Yan Heyi said ahead of time, "Put more pepper, right?"

Yuan Xi leaned over with a smile, and kissed Yan Heyi on the cheek, "Okay, I'll go with my brother, I can light the fire."

"Sleep a little longer?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night?"

"It's just right that I can't sleep," Yan Heyi stared straight at Yuan Xi's lips, "It's just a matter of hearing you call Mr. Xiang a few more times."

When Yuan Xi heard this, he sat up quickly and hurriedly tied up his obscene clothes, "Brother, let's go quickly, the mutton soup needs to be boiled for a while to taste better."

Yan Heyi chuckled, sat up too, reached out to take Yuan Xi's jacket, and put it on him.

This piece of mutton is very fresh. Soak it in clean water for a while, blanch it again, wash it carefully in warm water, and it is considered ready.

Both of them like the delicious taste of mutton, so it is most suitable to make mutton soup, and there is no need to add any condiments, just a pinch of salt and some pepper that Yuanxi likes, the taste is already very good,

The family stocked up a lot of white radishes, peeled them and cut them into pieces, put them in a casserole, and stewed them together with the mutton.

The white radish absorbs the umami taste of the mutton, but its own spicy taste is reduced a lot. When it is stuffed into the mouth, each piece seems to be covered with a big mouthful of soup.

When the mutton soup was ready, all households in Ping'an Village had already lit their lamps. Yuan Xi and Yan Heyi sat at the dining table, their shoulders sticking together.

The mutton soup in front of him was steaming upwards, the candles were flickering, and the charcoal basin was crackling. The dumpling had a meal at Aunt Zhao's house, and was fed some boiled mutton bones by Yuanxi. Now it was lying at the foot of Yuanxi Side, squinting and dozing off.

The wind was blowing outside, and the water in the tank began to freeze, but the house was warm and warm. After eating several bowls of mutton soup, both of them opened their jackets to spread the sweat from their bodies.

Yuan Xi's face flushed a little, and Yan Heyi held her in her hands and kept pinching her, "Why is my baby's face so soft? My husband is so addicted to pinching."

Just after eating, Yuan Xi didn't make trouble with him, but obediently stretched his head forward, letting Yan Heyi pinch the soft flesh on his cheek.

After being silent for a while, Yuan Ximi stared, leaned his face on Yan Heyi's hand, and coquettishly said to him, "Brother, I'm a little sleepy."