[Yi Yang Qianxi] Under the Wishing Tree

When she first arrived at the male god's house, Huan Zhiyi was a little cautious, but gradually she found that the male god Ma Ma is a very easy-going person, plus Xiao Baozi is not at all like other people's naughty children, she is very I got used to it quickly.However, she didn't see Papa Yi all day long, and she only found out after asking the male god that there were some things in the company that would take her back very late.

For the biscuits she made, the male god Ma Ma praised her very much for her face. The little bun seemed to love this one especially, but the male god seemed indifferent. She seriously doubted whether this guy was big or not. My uncle is here, otherwise why would I be in a cloudy mood?

But it doesn't matter, finally seeing the little god, Huan Zhiyi's thoughts are all on the little god now, since she settled herself down, she has been coveting the little god, bullying the little god with short hands and feet and taking pictures.

Yi Yang Qianxi sat silently on the sofa and twitched the corners of his mouth, accumulating emotions a little bit, ready to explode at any time, but his mother also helped the evildoer, helping Huan Zhiyi to induce the little bun to pose in various poses.

It doesn't matter to Xiao Baozi, anyway, my brother at home always likes to tease him, well, he admits that he is just a toy, but Xiao Baozi's real brother expresses his opinion: "Huan Zhiyi, stop playing, Nan Nan doesn't care. Happy."

The little bun didn't care about his elder brother's feelings at all, and smiled sweetly at Huan Zhiyi's camera, took another biscuit and put it in his mouth: "No, Nan Nan likes my sister." I like my sister's biscuits even more.

Ho Ho, food is the unchanging rule when dealing with little buns!

"Look, Qianxi, does Nan Nan look like you when she smiles? It's so cute." Huan Zhiyi handed Nan Nan's photo to Qian Xi.

Yi Yang Qianxi didn't even look at it, and said coldly: "Is it not like it was born by a parent?"

The grown-up male god is really too difficult to fool, not cute at all.

Huan Zhiyi seemed to have noticed the low pressure of the male god and became depressed, she pursed her lips and said, "That's right, my brother and I also look alike."

Mother Yi was very interested in her topic. While stopping Xiao Baozi from continuing to attack the biscuits, she asked seemingly unintentionally: "Huh? Do you have a brother? How come no one has ever heard of it."

Huan Zhiyi opened the album and contributed the photos of their majesty without reservation: "Auntie, look, this is the artistic photo we just took two days ago, and these..."

Mother Yi looked at these photos, her complexion gradually became dignified, but she didn't seem to want Huan Zhiyi to see anything, she just said: "You two really look alike, if there is a chance, let him come and sit at home."

Huan Zhiyi didn't notice the strangeness of Yi's mother at all, she lowered her head shyly: "Then why is it so embarrassing, I have already disturbed you very much here." In fact, she was afraid that His Majesty would be too arrogant, if she saw the real person, she would I am always worried that their majesty will not do human affairs, what should I do if I really regard myself as the master, ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Besides, the male god Ma Ma just said something politely, how could she take it seriously.

Mother Yi said very seriously this time: "Huan Huan, Auntie liked you very much the first time she saw you, and she also heard Yang Yang talk about you. I said that I wanted to see your brother, and this was the truth."

At this moment, Yi's mother gave Huan Zhiyi a strong sense of familiarity. It seemed that someone had said this to her a long time ago, but unfortunately, she couldn't remember it...

At this moment, Dad Yi pushed the door open, and the first thing he did when he entered the door was not to wash his hands and rest, but to stand majestically in front of the table, staring at the little bun who was in good spirits, and said, "Nan Nan, it's already 08:30, hurry up sleep."

Little Baozi stood up, kissed Brother Ma Ma and Papa each, and said good night, then left. When he reached the stairs, he remembered something was wrong, hesitated for a long time, and flew back to kiss Huan Zhiyi's face. Also sent a sweet kiss, this time it was really a fart and ran upstairs to sleep.

It usually lives on the first floor, but because there are many people coming to the house during the Chinese New Year, mother Yi moved all his things to his brother's room. He had no choice but to go to his brother's room to sleep alone. Thinking of his brother being better every day He was very melancholy when he went to bed late, and the good night story he said was sad...

After Yi's father came back, the atmosphere at home became unusual, and Huan Zhiyi was fidgeting as if he just came home. Yi's father is actually a very gentle person, especially when it comes to dealing with Huan Zhiyi.

This made her very confused. Happiness came too suddenly. Both Yi's father and Yi's mother treated her like family members. When they looked at her, their eyes were so gentle, with longing in tolerance, just like It was a relative who had been reunited after a long absence, and she was flattered.

Coupled with the sweet kiss sent by the little bun just now, she reached the pinnacle of her life in minutes, she is definitely a big winner in life, if the male god can smile at her, then she will die without regret.

The dissatisfaction of the male god erupted towards her that night. Even though the room was only separated by a corridor, he insisted on sending a WeChat message.

Duoduo of Nannan: You seem very happy today.

I can't blame the society: [Happy] Of course I'm happy. It's so cute to be able to spend the night at the idol's house, to be favored by the idol's mommy, and the little boy god. 【Blow kisses】

A lot of Nannan: How about changing to an idol, Nannan is pretty good.

Do not blame the society: why?

Huan Zhiyi has a bad habit. When she sleeps, she likes to get under the quilt. When she falls asleep, she stays under the quilt. When she is not asleep, she still plays with her mobile phone under the quilt.

The quilt is not ventilated, and the hot exhaled air quickly fills the screen with moisture, wipe it off and fill it up, wipe it off and fill it up again.

On the other side, Qianxi looked at Nan Nan's innocent sleeping face by the moonlight, and quickly dropped a string of words on the screen.

Nannan's Duoduo: I guess you are obsessed with him, and you have created a photo album on your phone.

Huan Zhiyi was lying flat on the bed, holding her mobile phone, when she saw the message, her hand slipped, and the phone fell straight onto her face with a "snap", without any hesitation.

"Ah huh!" She snorted and rubbed her face vigorously. According to the legend, slapping herself in the face is probably the same level. It's all because she was too excited to see the news of the male god. Look at this tone, it's sour, and the mood is doubled Hello.

Can't blame the society: [laughing] male god, you are jealous~

After waiting for a full 2 ​​minutes, converted to seconds is 120 seconds, the other party still has not responded to the message, the status shows that it is inputting, and it has been inputting...

After another 2 minutes, there was a faint sound of the door opening from the other end of the corridor, probably because of the sound insulation facilities, and because she was stuffed under the quilt, she didn't hear anyone walking around.

A few seconds later, the door of the "pata" room was opened, and she curled up under the quilt, daring not to move, pretending to be asleep.

There was another "click", and the door seemed to be closed by someone, but she couldn't tell whether the person came in or went out.

It is said that curiosity killed the cat, which is not false at all, thinking that there has been no movement in the house for such a long time, that person should leave.

In order to confirm whether the man had gone out, Huan Zhiyi pulled down the quilt a little bit, just revealing two eyeballs.

In the darkness, his handsome face was so close that her eyeballs were about to pop out of fright.

"Oh my god! You scared the baby to death!" The male god didn't bring such a foul, how could he try so hard to scare her?

She was so terrified that her cries were all weak, silent roars.

He looked at her with a serious face, and she slowly changed from panic to guilt, Wuli Qianxi, just speak up if you have something to say, if you want to criticize, please criticize directly, don't hold back, she won't feel good if you hold back like this .

She blinked innocently, quietly got back under the quilt, and said deceivingly: "I fell asleep, who are you looking for?"

Her hands tightly pulled the quilt to cover her head in a gesture of surrender.

Seeing her like this, he smiled evilly, grabbed her knuckles exposed outside the quilt, pressed her hands, and then sat on the side of her bed, leaning down slowly.

She gasped, Ma Dan, the male god is going to murder, absolute murder, it's embarrassing to go out, and you will be suffocated to death when you stay under the quilt. It's not easy to be a fan these days.

But at this moment, she felt an inexplicable sense of oppression on her head. A heavy object was placed on her thin lips through the quilt, and there was only a little thin air at the tip of her nose. Time stood still for a moment, neither seeing nor hearing. The other party's voice, the heart was beating wildly.

She seemed to understand something, but she couldn't believe her guess. With this angle and this posture, it was hard for her to believe that Qian Xi stepped on her face with her foot, so... the god, what the hell is he doing? ?

The plots of various TV dramas were flashing in her mind, she was searching for the same clips, but the only thing she could think of was wet kisses & bed thumping...

The male god's hands are soft and warm, the male god's chest is like the vast and boundless grassland, the male god's lips, pear dimples, and beauty spots are all the best in the world. When she thinks of his peachy lips, she gets excited Can't hold on to myself, ah!At this moment, she just wanted to say: You people in the city are really good at playing, or you can just go ahead, what's the difference between the quilt.

Of course, she only dared to think silently about such words in her heart.

In such a small space, the air was pitifully scarce, and the feeling of oppression that made her intoxicated seemed to last for a long time, but it seemed that it only happened in the blink of an eye. In short, when she realized that there was no sense of oppression on her face, Even the quilt was lifted, and she was suddenly eroded by the sudden cold.

Looking at him in front of her again, she smiled brilliantly as if she had succeeded in a trick, she was panting heavily, almost, almost died.

Finally, she calmed down a little, straightened up, rolled her eyes at him and said: "I still want to miss you when you were a child, Nan Nan looks so similar to you, you can find your shadow from him, I can't think of it Anyone who takes a photo will be murdered, this day is really unbearable.”

Yi Yang Qianxi was stunned for a moment, thinking about what she said just now, so all she did when she came to his house was just to miss him... Why is she so nervous.

Regardless of these unthinkable things, the fragrance so close at hand made him unable to help reaching out, holding her small head, and kissing her forehead like an electric shock, and then slid out of the room, Tuliuan Zhiyi was petrified in the air alone, and would be wiped out by the wind.

She grinned foolishly, male god, it is a male god... The male god's lips are really soft, and now she hopes to control the law of time and make time stop at that moment forever.