Hearing that Chu Chuan moved out of the dormitory, Chu Jiari's long-suspended mind became restless again. Having said such harsh words to Jiang Yiyou earlier when his eyes were red, Chu Jia was sure that Jiang Yiyou would probably not do anything to hurt him again.
With such a mood in mind, at eight o'clock in the morning on the weekend, Chu Jiari knocked on the door of Chu Chuan's new residence excitedly and expectantly. But when he saw Jiang Yiyou's sleepy face, he was dumbfounded.
He turned around quickly, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes twice before turning his head back. Jiang Yiyou's annoying face was still in sight.
Chu Jiari: "..."
Seeing Chu Jiari and Jiang Yiyou also looked surprised. The drowsiness dissipated in an instant, and he lazily rubbed his messy hair, squinted his eyes while leaning on the door frame, and said in amazement, "Chu Jiari, why do you still have the face to come to the door?"
Finally realizing something, Chu Jiari angrily wanted to bump him away, "Get out of the way, I'm here to find Chu Chuan."
Jiang Yi turned his body disapprovingly, giving him a little space, "What are you looking for, he's not here. I ran to our house early in the morning to find my boyfriend, be careful I'll kick you out."
"Brother Chuan doesn't like you!" Chu Jia shouted angrily, and looked carefully at the two bedrooms side by side with wide open doors. His expression relaxed a lot, and he even hummed happily. With a voice, "I'll just say, no couple sleeps in separate rooms."
"How can we say that we are living together. It's not like you—" Jiang Yiyou retorted coolly, "I've hung up the title of boyfriend for two months in vain, and I can't even catch up with anyone."
Chu Jiari's face turned green, "You—how did you know that!"
Jiang Yiyou raised his lips and said with a smile, "You Brother Chuan told me. No matter how you say it, you lived two lifetimes, but you couldn't catch up with someone in two lifetimes—" He deliberately dragged out his tone, "Your Brother Chuan lived in the last life. It’s mine, and this life is still mine.”
Chu Jiari was so angry that he jumped up, "Damn Jiang Yiyou! What are you so proud of! Brother Chuan must have just tried with you, you just wait to be dumped in two months, and then hide in the men's room cry!"
Jiang Yi leaned against the wall of the living room calmly, "Chu Jiari, you are already thirty years old, can you be more mature and stop pretending to be tender."
Chu Jiari: "..."
Chu Jiari: "Damn Jiang Yiyou, I am not thirty years old, I am only nineteen years old now! Nineteen years old, okay! You are, you are a thirty-year-old man who still wants to eat nineteen-year-old Tender grass! Don't be ashamed!"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Jiang Yiyou: "Chu Jiari, you deserve a beating, don't you?"
Chu Jiari: "Old man! You are an old man ten years older than Brother Chuan!"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
The two wrestled into a ball on the sofa.
In the end, Chu Chuan, who came back from buying breakfast, separated him with his collar, glanced at it indifferently, and immediately sat on both sides of the sofa obediently and kept silent.
Chu Chuan looked at Jiang Yiyou who was sitting up straight with his back straight, gave Chu Jiari a lesson, and then sent him away. Chu Jiari bit her lip and was very dissatisfied. Before leaving, she snatched Jiang Yiyou's breakfast away.
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
After closing the door, Chu Chuan raised his foot and kicked Jiang Yiyou, "What are you doing stupidly, and you don't brush your teeth and wash your face."
Thinking that Chu Chuan didn't seem to want to teach him a lesson, Jiang Yiyou immediately grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes and climbed up, "Brother Chuan, he took away all the breakfast you bought for me, how angry."
Chu Chuan: "Oh, why don't you go downstairs and buy another one yourself?"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Jiang Yiyou: "I want to sleep with you tonight."
Chu Chuan: "..."
Jiang Yiyou: "Do you know what he just said? He said that the two of us sleep in separate beds and we must break up."
Chu Chuan: "You can sleep together. You can't touch me with your hands or feet, and you can't kiss me secretly."
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Oh, he almost forgot. In his boyfriend's heart, there is still a big girl with a yellow flower who has never left the court in the old society.
When going to bed at night, after half a month, Jiang Yiyou once again snuggled into Chu Chuan's bed as he wished. This time he learned to be smart, turned around and pressed his back against the opponent's back, silently proving his trustworthiness. A pair of eyes shine brightly in the darkness.
It wasn't until the sound of long and gentle breathing came from his ears that he turned over in bed with confidence, and leaned towards the other party calmly. The next second, the back of the head in front of him suddenly disappeared, Chu Chuan turned around and turned his face, and said lightly, "You can believe what you promise."
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
He mumbled reluctantly: "Then hold hands with the head office."
Chu Chuan seemed too lazy to answer him, and closed his eyes slowly. Jiang Yiyou tilted his head in disappointment, and was about to move the hand at his side when he felt someone touch the back of his hand, followed by a big palm covering him.
The owner of the hand still closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep. Jiang Yiyou quickly turned his body to embrace the palm extended by the other party, and there was still a bright smile on the corner of his mouth when he fell asleep.
Sensing someone pulling the quilt in the middle of the night, Chu Chuan frowned and opened his eyes. But he saw that the person who was eager to sleep with his arms around him a few hours ago had already rolled to the edge of the bed with the quilt wrapped around him, looking like he was about to roll out of bed at any moment.
Chu Chuan stretched out his arm to hold Jiang Yiyou's wrist that was hanging by his side, and pulled it in. Unprepared, Jiang Yiyou rolled into his arms along the source of the force, and lightly tapped his chin on his chest.
Chu Chuan stared intently at his sleeping face for a while, wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, and held him in his arms. With the other hand, he grabbed the quilt and threw it up, covering the two of them tightly.
Then, there was a little amusement and connivance in his eyes.