Lin Jiu was purely out of conditioned reflex, his shoes were soiled by Yun Hui for more than two pairs, and he didn't think about anything else.
Yun Hui squinted his eyes when he saw this, thinking that he was not a beast of a flood, so what did Lin Jiu hide from? He was about to get angry, but he felt that it was too fierce, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, and put a bun in his bowl instead.
Yun Hui said one word succinctly: "Eat."
Lin Jiu lowered his eyes and saw that the white and plump Xiao Long Bao was slowly sinking in the beef powder, and the outer skin was stained with a layer of red oil. I felt that Yun Hui was a little too considerate today, which made people feel shaky, so he also gave him a gift: "You eat too."
Yun Hui thought to himself that he was not a kindergartener, what kind of "please eat" and "me too". With a snort, he pouted and ate the steamed buns that Lin Jiu had brought.
He was still upset, so he repeated his tricks and deliberately hooked Lin Jiu's legs under the table. The other party glanced at it, and this time he didn't hide anymore.
If he wants to step on it, let him step on it, Lin Jiu thought.
Yun Hui didn't step on it, he rubbed his calf lightly, and didn't move.
Lin Jiu couldn't help raising his eyes, but saw Yun Hui lowering his head to eat fans. Thick lashes drop a small patch of shadow and look quite slender from this angle. The dark hair is also soft.
My heart suddenly swelled, and I couldn't say why.
Yun Hui inadvertently raised his eyes and saw Lin Jiu was staring at him, his ears suddenly burned: "What are you looking at?"
Lin Jiu peeked at the captured bag and was stunned for a moment. After reacting, he hurriedly shook his head, indicating that it was all right, then smiled at Yun Hui, lowered his head and ate the buns as if nothing had happened.
嘁... boring.
Yun Hui poked the bowl with his chopsticks: "What are you going to do today?"
Lin Jiu's daily activities are quite simple. After the live broadcast, he looks for scumbags, and after he finds scumbags, he broadcasts again. Of course, because of his busy game career recently, his plan to find a scumbag has been put on hold for a long time.
Lin Jiu remembered that he was ripped off for opening a trumpet account, and asked Yun Hui, "Am I still live streaming today?"
From the perspective of leadership, Yunhui should really let Lin Jiu go back to the live broadcast and give the public an explanation, otherwise Yogurt's unilateral explanation is not enough.
He glanced at Lin Jiu: "Of course, live broadcast, I'll go back to your house after dinner."
If Lin Jiu had small wings behind her now, she would be so nervous: "Are you going too?"
Yun Hui looked at him expressionlessly, raised his eyebrows, and said in a cool tone, "Why, don't you want to?"
Just got off the bed yesterday and wanted to get rid of him today. Why didn't he see it before that Lin Jiu turned his face faster than he turned a book
Lin Jiu looked up at the sky and thought about it carefully. Did she clean up her room before going out yesterday? The answer she finally got was that she did. Seeing that Yun Hui had almost eaten, he hesitated for a moment, walked over and slowly pulled him up from his position, and whispered, "Then you can go home with me."
Then come home with me...
When Yun Hui heard these words, he fell into a brief stun. Before she could react, she was so stupidly led by Lin Jiu to the spot where she parked yesterday, and then was stuffed into the co-pilot.
Lin Jiu gently closed the door, went around to the other side and sat in the driver's seat, and started the car.
Yun Hui was in the airtight environment in the car, and finally woke up to his senses. He subconsciously sat up straight and looked at Lin Jiu, stammering: "Hey, you..."
Lin Jiu took time to look at him: "What's wrong?"
Yun Hui tugged at his clothes: "I'm still wearing pajamas!"
Lin Jiu thought he was cold: "Are you cold? I'll take off my coat for you."
After he finished speaking, he unbuttoned his coat with one hand and handed over his jacket, which was still warm. So when Yun returned to his mouth, he could only swallow it.
He found out that since Lin Jiu was abandoned by Chen Yanhe and was stimulated, his brain seemed to be not working very well.
Yun Hui didn't say anything. He put Lin Jiu's jacket over his body and couldn't help yawning. After all, he was a little tired from last night's absurdity, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep against the car window.
Seeing this, Lin Jiu slowed down and tried to keep the road as steady as possible. Occasionally, a bird flew by in a corner of the sky, and then landed on the branch, shaking off a few green leaves.
Lin Jiu is a clean ball. The house is usually cleaned very well. This good habit comes in handy at critical moments. He parked the car downstairs and took Yunhui to the elevator upstairs: "I have spare clothes at home, you can wear mine."
Yun Hui hasn't woken up yet. He put one hand in his pocket, leaned his back against the elevator handrail, lifted his eyelids lazily, and said nothing.
Seeing that he hadn't woken up, Lin Jiu added, "I still have a bed at home, you can sleep too."
Yun Hui seriously doubted what he was implying, and now his mind was no longer sleepy, he raised his eyebrows and pulled Lin Jiu over, and asked, "What do you mean?"
The elevator dinged.
Lin Jiu sensed that there was no one outside, so he didn't panic, but it's not good to be so intimate in public. He grabbed Yunhui's hand and signaled to let go, but the other party just wouldn't let go.
Lin Jiu had no choice but to put his arms around his waist, took the person out of the elevator, stumbled to the door, and took out the key from his pocket to open the door.
Yun Hui put most of his body weight on Lin Jiu on purpose, put his arms around his neck, and asked with a half-smile, "What do you mean?"
Lin Jiu fiddled for a while before opening the door. I thought it was better to be a ball, the human mind is too complicated. He was just afraid that Yun Hui hadn't woken up, what could he think.
"Means nothing."
Lin Jiu dragged him into the door.
Yun Hui only then let go and took some free time to look at Lin Jiu's house. When he saw that there were two rooms for live broadcast, the expression on his face suddenly became a little intriguing: "Lin Jiu,"
Yun Hui leaned against the door of the guest room and said in a light voice, "You're good at it."
Lin Jiu can be sure that he is not bragging about himself, the other party is an old hermaphrodite. He walked over and touched Yunhui's head, and changed the subject with a simple expression: "Are you sleepy?"
Yun Hui: "…"
Yun Hui just eats this one. He pulled Lin Jiu in front of him slightly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Will you sleep with me?"
Just go to sleep, it's not that you haven't slept anyway.
Lin Jiu's bottom line for the ball retreated again and again. He didn't speak, he carried Yun Hui to his master bedroom and let him lie down on the bed to rest. He slept on the other side, put his notebook on his lap, logged in to his account and started to play the points match of "Shenwujing".
Yun Hui lay down slowly, put one leg on Lin Jiu's body and rubbed it. Bumping in the east and tugging in the west, like an ADHD child. Lin Jiu adjusted his sitting position uncomfortably, and then patted Yun back: "Don't move."
His voice was awkward, and it was difficult to control the instinctive reaction of the human body.
Yun Hui instantly understood. He glanced at Lin Jiu meaningfully, hooked his lips slightly proudly, and snorted coldly in his heart. Let Lin Jiu usually pretend to be a gentleman, just like a piece of wood.
Yun Hui made every step of the way, and obviously didn't know what convergence was. He supported his head, deliberately rubbed Lin Jiu's leg again, rubbing his knee somewhere: "Why can't you move?"
Lin Jiu was breathing in a mess, and directly held Yun Hui's leg. He put the computer on the bedside table next to him, and for the first time had the urge to hit someone: "Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep."
Yun Hui snorted: "I'm not sleepy now."
He raised his head to look at Lin Jiu, and Lin Jiu just happened to look down at him. When they breathed up and down, they could even feel each other's faint breath and the tickling of their hair brushing.
The room was quiet.
Lin Jiu felt that bloated feeling in her heart again, she couldn't tell if it was joy or something else. He stared at Yun Hui's lips, and leaned in slowly, little by little, uncontrollably, and finally paused for a second, kissed the other's warm and soft lips, rolled over and pressed him under him.
Yun Hui closed his eyes and hugged him. When kissing, he looked obedient, and while kissing, he mumbled his name in a vague voice: "Lin Jiu..."
Lin Jiu clasped the back of Yun Hui's head, and his five fingers slowly shuttled between his hair, gradually starting to like this kind of intimate interaction that belongs to human beings. He kissed Yun Hui's eyebrows, eyes and hair all over, until he almost went off with a gun, and then he parted breathlessly.
Yun Hui lay on the bed, his chest heaving. Seeing that Lin Jiu's eyes gradually darkened and forbearance, he didn't dare to move any more. He wasn't really afraid of death, he was only tossed yesterday, and again today, it must be him and not Lin Jiu who died.
Lin Jiu propped up on Yunhui's body, pressed his knees and said earnestly, "Stop moving..."
The voice became hoarse for some reason.
Yun Hui looked erratic, then nodded.
Seeing this, Lin Jiu slowly sat up straight, took the computer from the bedside table and put it on his lap, and continued to score points. Yun Hui watched from the side, wondering why his skills improved so quickly: "How long have you been practicing?"
Lin Jiu replied, "It's been a long time."
Yes, this answer is pretty standard.
Yun Hui glanced at him: "How did you practice?"
Lin Jiu looked innocent: "Stay in the room and practice all the time."
Just practice for a few minutes.
Yun Hui didn't think much about it, this kind of thing was not within his scope of consideration, he just asked a question casually. He didn't know what to think, and said lazily: "The eighth season of the "Shenwujing" league has already started, and he is still looking for a promotion anchor. I will tell Zhao Chuanlin when the time comes and add you."
This kind of large-scale promotion is undoubtedly a piece of golden pie in the eyes of others, but except for the first-line anchors such as Yunhui and Xiujie, it is basically difficult for Xiaotong to get a piece of the pie.
Lin Jiu didn't think so much: "Are you going too?"
Yun Hui hummed, "Go."
Lin Jiu nodded: "Then I'll go too."
Yun Hui glanced at him and asked with a half-smile, "You will go when I go?"
Lin Jiu didn't speak, and stared at the computer screen to play games, but her ears gradually turned red. Seeing this, Yun Hui's mood suddenly improved. He pulled Lin Jiu over and kissed him, biting his ear in a low voice, "Fuck, will you die if you say 'yes'?"
Lin Jiu controlled the keyboard with one hand, and put the other hand around Yun Hui, holding him in his arms. Some couldn't stand his occasional harassment: "Shh..."
Lin Jiu said in a low voice, "Don't move."
After he finished speaking, he couldn't help touching the back of Yunhui's head. The other party's hair was slightly longer than before, and it felt soft to the touch, just as expected.
This time, the blushing became Yunhui. He buried his face in Lin Jiu's neck, and his whole body was inexplicably burning. Feeling the touch from the back of his head, he became honest for the first time. After a few minutes of silence, she said, "Lin Jiu..."
Lin Jiu put his arm around him and squeezed slightly: "Shh, don't talk."
The battle on the screen has reached a crucial game.
Yun Hui grinding his teeth silently: "… "
Go to his uncle's broken game!