Monopolize me, let me stay at home [Transmigration Book]

The hand that beat the ground trembled slightly.

Youyou picked a more decent posture, slowly, slowly, stood...

Did not stand up.

Sit on the ground, cross-legged.

Get out of bed in a hurry, Shang Fan who wanted to help him up, his outstretched hand also stagnated in mid-air, after thinking about it, considering Youyou's face...

Head rubbing instead.

This height is just right for rubbing to the top of the head very smoothly.

In the silent air, the two completed an exchange silently and by tacit understanding.

Youyou was rubbed and shook his head, looking for seams everywhere.

What's more, I feel bitter.

It's a rare knee injury, and it was injured in this way, in this posture...

green.

A few minutes later, everything was tidied up, You You sat on the soft sofa and asked Shang Ming to help treat the wound.

It's actually not serious, the knees are a little blue, and the same is true on the fists. The wooden floor is not as cold as the tiles.

Youyou didn't get enough sleep in the first place, and now his waist softened, and he lay on the armrest of the sofa next to him, his eyes had the peculiar dullness when he was sleepy, and he looked very cute.

The well-behaved Youyou looked at Shangfan who was squatting in front of him, and smiled with his eyes bent,

"Uncle, bruise my other knee too."

What he said was not cute at all, and even revealed a...

A strange and alluring taste.

Shang Fan raised his head and looked at the upstream pomelo, trying to see if it was more of a joke or seriousness.

Youyou's eyes were watery, and even under the dim light, it was very conspicuous, and then he yawned a lot.

After yawning, I couldn't open my eyes at all, and the charming atmosphere just now dissipated like a hallucination.

Yawning is contagious.

After discovering this, Youyou's eyes filled with smiles again, and he deliberately yawned again, then stared at Shang Fan.

At the third time, Shang Fan discovered his intention, pulled him back under the quilt, held him in his arms, and kissed his forehead once and for all.

Maybe it's because you use your brain too much, Youyou shows that he likes to be touched and kissed on the head. Whether it's a gentle pat on the head or a kiss on the forehead, he can quickly enter a relaxed state like a cat.

After groping, Shang found that kissing his forehead was the most effective way to lull him to sleep. He covered the top of his head with his palms and ironed the heat through his hair. Within 3 minutes, Youyou would become quiet.

He leaned close to Youyou's ear and asked him in a low voice,

"Has it always been like this?"

Shang Fan began to wonder that the habit of food can be imprinted in the soul, so is this conditioned reflex also the same?

You You bowed his head, drilled down, brought his forehead to his chin, and continued to ask for kisses.

What is this like? I don’t understand, and I don’t want to shrink my hair.

"In the past, it was also like this...would you be sleepy?"

You You squinted his eyes, his face was full of bewilderment, "Who has ever licked my head like this before?"

In the next second, the sound of pattering rain suddenly sounded outside the window.

It's like pressing the rain button suddenly, without warning, and without any gradual steps, entering the rainy weather all at once.

There was no wind, and there were almost no thunderstorms, but the raindrops kept falling, making a reassuring noise.

Hitting on the windows and the roof makes the indoor atmosphere more hypnotic.

Shang Fan's heavy breathing was completely covered by the sound of rain, giving him enough time to recover his composure.

Youyou's breathing became long, and Shang Fan thought he had fallen asleep, so he drew back his arms and wanted to get up.

As a result, Youyou sneezed only after moving a bit, waking herself up.

"uncle……"

Shang Wan touched the tip of his nose, it was cool, and reached out his hand to increase the temperature of the air conditioner by one degree.

"Uncle, I was dreaming," Youyou opened his eyes, "Do you also dream?"

dream or something.

Shang Fan suddenly thought of the dream just now, and couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows, "Yes."

"I used to have sweet dreams a lot."

It seems that it is not easy to fall asleep again, You You closed his eyes, hugged Shang Fan and murmured in a low voice, looking like talking in sleep,

"The more tired you are from work, or when you are stressed or not going well, the easier it is to dream. Each one of them is like a beautiful dream in heaven, which makes people unwilling to wake up."

Shang Fan recalled that he was always giggling in his dreams, and once he woke himself up laughing, but he looked dazed in the end.

pretty good.

You You: "At that time, I felt that it would be nice if everything in the dream was real, it would be nice if the things in the game were real, and it would be nice if the things in the comics were real, so if you are not careful, you will develop greed the habit of sleeping and staying in bed."

Shang Fan listened quietly, thinking of his dream, it was always an abyss, a hell, a portrayal of reality, and a place to vent all his negative emotions.

And his reality is the most false world.

That's all it used to be, that's why I have a terrifyingly strict schedule and self-discipline, and I don't have a trace of nostalgia for things like sleep.

You You: "I can't remember what I dreamed just now... Uncle, one day I will have nightmares too, right?"

Shang was puzzled, "Why?"

He is obviously a person who often has sweet dreams, and good dreams are suitable for him. Why do he have nightmares?

You You: "There is something I am afraid of losing."

His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was going to fall asleep again at any time, "I used to only know that after waking up, I would relive the sweet dreams, it was awesome and happy, but now I am happy as soon as I open my eyes, and I don't need to dream."

The problem of lethargy...maybe it will get better gradually.

Youyou thought so confidently, the source of lethargy has been solved, and he will be able to go to bed early and get up early in the future!

As long as you go to bed early and wake up early, your mental head will definitely improve!

Then you won't be easily embarrassed again! !

Seeing him falling asleep and starting to laugh again, Shang Fan unconsciously smiled.

He would not allow such a Youyou to be snatched away.

He lay on the side, took out his mobile phone, and simply told his assistant that he would give himself a day off today and not go to work.

Then return to the desktop, click on a certain program, enter a command, and connect to the local area network at home.

A few minutes later, a pdf file was sent to Shang Fan's mobile phone.

File name: "The Exclusive Little Boy Pet of the Sick and Domineering President"

Shang Fan stared at the file name for a while, frowning.

Suddenly, I really don’t want to click on it.

However, four or five pdfs with similar titles were transmitted one after another...

He closed his eyes, his head aching.

Then he tried to calm down and replied to the sender of the file, that is, System 100.

[Where did these things come from? 】

100 said: [Written. 】

【Who wrote it? 】

[Of course it was written by the binding system of the hosts. If there is no accident, the two of you will also be written by 451... Ahem, the title of the book is already written, but I haven't shown it yet. 】

Shang Fan felt that his headache was getting worse.

He just... wanted some evidence to make Youyou feel more secure.

The result is something like this?

and many more.

[He has read all these books? 】

100 thought for a while, then carefully worded: [I haven't read all of them. 】

【? 】

【The information that 451 got at the beginning was too vague, and it was a bit vague, so what he saw should only be the first book, and...】

Shang Fan suddenly had a very bad, very bad, extremely bad premonition.

[And they all got one thing wrong. 】