What is love? Yan Zhiyun hadn't tried it before, but felt that he couldn't move his eyes away from the person he liked, holding him like a light cloud, for fear that he would fly away suddenly, so he kissed his soft skin over and over again. Cheeks, thick eyelashes and petal-like lips, unrestrained and passionate, ecstatically addicted.
The air around me seemed to be like water that was slowly boiling, the temperature was getting higher and higher, and they were getting closer and closer to each other. A thin voice came from between their lips and tongues. Yan Zhiyun and Ming Letian pressed their faces lightly, He said in a hoarse voice, "I'll cook for you, what do you want to eat?" This was probably one of the most beautiful love words this man said.
Letian whispered: "I have a sore throat, I want to drink porridge."
Yan Zhiyun lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, "Wait." He supported him slightly with his arms, and put him half-carried back on the bed in the bedroom.
Le Tian bounced twice on the soft bed, and Yan Zhiyun pressed him on the bed and kissed him, and said with a deep smile, "Honey, you have a cold, put more quilts on you."
Le Tian blushed, picked up the pillow under him and hit him, "Why are you imitating my brother..."
Yan Zhiyun took the pillow with a light smile, lifted the quilt and rolled him up, "Wait."
Le Tian lay comfortably on the bed, and happily said to the system: "Hi, it feels so good to have someone cook."
System: ...Yan Zhiyun is so blind that he might as well be buried on the spot, there is no way to save him anyway.
Yan Zhiyun came out alone and practiced good cooking skills, but like Qi Xiao said, he rarely cooks now, and the few times he cooks this year are all because of the same person.
Maybe their fate was already doomed in the dark.
Yan Zhiyun lowered his head and shook his head while laughing, feeling helpless and feeling like his heart was full of light gas, that heart was about to swim out, and the smile couldn't be stopped when his lips moved.
The porridge was ready, Yan Zhiyun filled the porridge and went back to the bedroom to call for someone, but within half an hour Ming Letian had already fallen asleep, curled up in the quilt, her blond hair was fluffy covering most of her face, only her bright red lips were slightly exposed Exhaling, blowing the blond hair around his lips.
Yan Zhiyun walked over lightly and brushed his blond hair away, and gently rubbed against his soft side face, "Get up."
Le Tian was half asleep and half awake, unable to open his eyes, and said in a nasal voice, "Sleepy."
Yan Zhiyun thought about it for a while, then attached himself to his forehead and touched his forehead. He didn't have a fever, and said in a low voice: "What else is uncomfortable?"
Letian groaned and said, "My throat is sore, and my head hurts."
I don’t know how long I’ve had the cold, and I’ve been alone at home. Yan Zhiyun rubbed his blond hair, went out and came in with porridge, helped Le Tian, who had half-closed eyes, and took a pillow for him to lean on, “I’ll feed you , eat a little before going to bed, the more sick you are, the more you need to eat, otherwise the body's immunity will not work, and the recovery will be slower."
Le Tian nodded, his long eyelashes flickered slightly, his eyes only showed a little light, and when the spoon was brought to his mouth, he opened his mouth and licked twice, a small cold acted like a cripple, Yan Zhiyun felt both funny and pitiful , shaking his head while feeding him, just do what you want, and just obey.
After eating a bowl of porridge, Le Tian smacked his lips and whispered, "I'm not full."
"There's still some in the pot." Yan Zhiyun held back a smile and got up, "I'll fill it."
After Sheng came back, Le Tian groaned again: "I'm not because I'm greedy, but because I want to fight against the germs in my body."
Yan Zhiyun scooped a spoonful of it to Le Tian's mouth, curled up the corners of his mouth and said nothing, Yan Zhiyun not only didn't mind this kind of innocuous stubbornness, but also found it extra cute.
After eating another half a bowl, Le Tian expressed that he was full, Yan Zhiyun fed him half a glass of water, and let him lie down again, Le Tian grabbed the quilt with both hands, and whispered: "Brother Yan, are you going home?"
"No, I'll stay with you today." Yan Zhiyun said flatly, moving the pillow for him to make him lie more comfortably, "I'm going to take a shower, and come to sleep with you after I take a shower."
The routine prepared by Le Tian was useless. Yan Zhiyun had already seen through what he wanted to do, skipped those twists and turns, and reached the finish line first, and calmly kissed Le Tian's astonished face, "Be good."
The system has closed itself to the point of committing suicide by coding, and it is hard to understand how Yan Zhiyun fell into Letian's trap.
Le Tian: "You reminded me, do you have condoms at home?"
system:…
Le Tian: "Hey, if you don't have it, then you don't have it, it doesn't matter."
System: ... shut up, elephant stuff.
Le Tian is really sick. Although the cold is a minor ailment, it is still quite uncomfortable. I just teased the system, and I have no energy to do bad things. The body also got into the bed, and he was naturally held in his arms with both hands, and the big palm stroked his back from top to bottom.
Le Tian rubbed against his arms and fell into a deeper dream.
Yan Zhiyun looked down at him sleeping soundly, his nose was heavy due to a cold, and he was struggling to sleep, so he lowered his head and kissed his lips, sleep, he will be fine when he wakes up.
The warm and clean breath in the bed slowly calmed down Yan Zhiyun's beating heart. This person in his arms made him feel at ease, and he liked it. It turned out that liking was such a mood.
Sleeping in the middle of the night, Yan Zhiyun woke up and touched Ming Letian's forehead again. His forehead was still cool, and his hair was sweating from sleep. Yan Zhiyun touched his short hair, pulled the quilt up, and put He hugged him gently in his arms, kissed the slightly wet blond hair on his forehead, and closed his eyes again.
When Le Tian woke up, the room was already very bright, and even the curtains could not block the strong sunlight, and the light from the gaps was enough to wake people up. He raised his face to see how Yan Zhiyun was asleep.
Yan Zhiyun is very handsome, not Ming Letian, who is so exquisite and almost beautiful, but a handsome man with sharp edges and corners that even reveals majesty in his sleeping face. Letian stretched out a finger from Yan Zhiyun's straight brow bone After touching his sculpted nose, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Yan Zhiyun, and he quickly pulled it to his lips for a kiss. Yan Zhiyun opened his eyes, eyes full of clarity, "You still say you are not lustful?"
"You woke up a long time ago." Le Tian said angrily.
Yan Zhiyun took out the mobile phone under the pillow and showed it to Letian, "Take a look, what time is it?"
Le Tian's eyes widened, "Ten o'clock?! Why did I sleep for so long?"
Yan Zhiyun: "If you don't wake up, I will kiss you."
Le Tian blinked, slowly closed his eyes and curled up into Yan Zhiyun's arms, with a slow exhalation sound from his nose.
Yan Zhiyun laughed, lowered his head and kissed Ming Letian's lips, exchanging a good morning kiss full of the breath of both parties, Letian opened his eyes, the eyeballs were so bright that they seemed to glow, "I'm awake."
Yan Zhiyun laughed again, he didn't get up, still pressing Ming Letian, looking at him with a half-smile, his deep eyes didn't say anything, as if he had already got on the highway, Ming Letian's face was getting redder and pouting When I closed my eyes, I was caught off guard and said, "Did you secretly take pictures of me last time?"
Le Tian opened his eyes suddenly, and said vigilantly: "Could it be because of this that you don't hesitate to bear the humiliation and betray your lust?"
Yan Zhiyun laughed directly, and said helplessly while laughing: "What are you thinking?"
"Who made you so smart." Letian still didn't relax.
Yan Zhiyun turned over, he was not wearing a shirt, just leaning on the bed naked, with his hands behind his head, his body was muscular and well-proportioned, and he smiled lightly: "If you are worried, take another picture of the naked one."
Le Tian was not polite to him, quickly touched the mobile phone next to the bed, unlocked the phone and took a photo in one go, and then whispered: "It was taken."
Yan Zhiyun raised his hand and touched his nose, the corners of his lips curled slightly, he shook his head and smiled lightly, he knew it.
"Let me see." Yan Zhiyun leaned over and said.
Letian opened the photo album, and Yan Zhiyun saw that there were many dancing videos and photos of meals in his photo album, most of which were sent to him in the past. He felt sweet, and looked down at Ming Letian, who was seriously flipping through the phone, and hugged He kissed the head.
Le Tian raised his eyes, full of doubts.
Yan Zhiyun pointed to his mobile phone and said flatly, "Flip quickly."
Le Tian stopped after sliding a few times quickly.
Yan Zhiyun was really surprised, he guessed that Le Tian should have photographed it, but he didn't expect that Le Tian had photographed so many, a whole page.
Le Tian whispered: "It's very kawaii."
Yan Zhiyun: ... I really like this kind of thing.
In fact, the photos are almost exactly the same, but the angles are slightly different. Yan Zhiyun's handsome face is buried in the yellow furry pajamas, with a pair of pink kitten ears drooping on his head. Even with his eyes closed, he can feel that he is not in a good mood. There is a kind of contrast.
Yan Zhiyun smiled and said, "Why did I have such a stinky expression at that time?"
Le Tian curled his lips and said, "Hate me."
Yan Zhiyun lowered his eyes, looked at Ming Letian's pursed mouth, pinched his thin lips with two fingers, "Don't talk nonsense."
Le Tian snorted softly, and it was his turn to ask again, "How do you know I have the ability to resist, I look so weak."
Yan Zhiyun couldn't help but laugh when asked again, "I also knew you could do pole dancing."
Letian suddenly realized, "You were there that day!" The damn system didn't tell him.
System: ... You didn't ask
Yan Zhiyun nodded, "I wanted to go up and help you," he pulled out a hand under his head, and lazily gave Ming Letian a thumbs up, "He's pretty good at it."
Le Tian pretended to be weak, so the car overturned eight hundred years ago, the corners of his mouth twitched and he couldn't speak, and he choked out two words, "Chengyi."
Yan Zhiyun laughed again. Before, he wanted to shake his head when he saw Ming Letian, but now he wanted to laugh when he saw him. He put his arms around him and kissed him on the forehead again, "Looking for a chance to learn from each other?"
"Forget it, I can't beat you." Le Tian directly conceded defeat, remembering that he seemed to see Yan Zhiyun with a tattoo on his hand, lying on Yan Zhiyun's chest and pulling his left shoulder.
A black star tattoo on his sturdy shoulders stands out.
Le Tian said calmly: "Brother Yan, why do you still have tattoos?"
Yan Zhiyun turned his head and said casually: "I don't remember clearly, it should have been tattooed when I was young, when I was rebellious and ignorant, I thought that people in the social circle would love tattoos, so I followed suit."
"It's pretty cool." Letian touched the tattoo and kissed him on the shoulder.
Yan Zhiyun was slightly startled, and reached out to pat him on the back, "It's early in the morning, be more reserved."
Le Tian turned over and said with a slightly red face, "I'm up, you go to cook."
Yan Zhiyun nodded, picked up the shirt and trousers on the side, and put his slender arms through the sleeves. Yan Zhiyun was not in a hurry to button up the buttons, and put on the trousers first. Halfway through, he suddenly turned around and took Ming Letian's little girl who was staring at him. Eyes caught.
Le Tian panicked: "I, I'll find you a pair of socks..."
Yan Zhiyun curled his lips into a smile, "Come here."
With his head drooping, Le Tian slowly crawled from one side of the bed to the edge of Yan Zhiyun's side.
Yan Zhiyun lazily said: "Your boyfriend's things, if you want to see them, you can look at them openly, and when you recover from your illness, you can touch them if you want."
Letian let out a 'bah', leaned on Yan Zhiyun's back, watched Yan Zhiyun's buttocks lifted, the trousers wrapped the bulging sac, and whispered: "You keep your word."
"There's no need to lie to you." Yan Zhiyun turned his face and pinched Ming Letian's side face, "We're in a relationship, what do you want to say, what do you want to do, don't be cautious or beat around the bush."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Letian bit his side of the face, biting a tooth mark on his face, and licked it lightly twice, and said in Yan Zhiyun's deep eyes: "Make a seal, just put a seal on it." When it's settled."
Worrying so much about gain and loss, he must... have been very uneasy, Yan Zhiyun rubbed his blond hair, stared into his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Okay, it's settled."