I'm the only human in the whole community

There is no bottom, only instant noodles.

Holding a spatula, Lu Yao slowly stirred up the instant noodles and cracked two poached eggs.A warm orange floor lamp was lit in the living room, the window was opened a crack, and the cool wind blew in from the outside, blowing away the heat in the room.

"Go close the window."

Yan Qing stepped on the floor with her bare feet, went over to close the window, and then ran back.

Lu Yao is not very afraid of the cold. It is convenient for him to stay at home in autumn and winter. He only wears a black T-shirt, revealing his strong forearm. throughput.

Yan lightly poked his lower back.

Without turning his head, Lu Yao said, "Get out. Don't go into the kitchen barefoot, it's too dirty."

Yan Qing stretched out her hand and put her arms around his waist, resting her chin in the hollow of his neck, slowly rubbing against it.He is already taller than Lu Yao now, and he can kiss his Adam's apple without stepping on his feet, just lower his head slightly.

"Don't make trouble—" Lu Yao moved his arms a little uncomfortably.

He has a strong personality, and he can stand acting like a baby, but now their relationship is different, and the intimate behavior is easy for Yan, but he always feels that there is something weird about it.

Yan Qing didn't listen, she put her hands around his waist, holding an apron in her hand, turned her head and said seriously: "This looks good."

The two of them were hugging each other, almost cheek to cheek, Yan Qing's eyelashes were long, and when he spoke, not only his breath brushed against his cheeks, but even his eyelashes were gently touched, forming a fine and dense patch. , like a small fan, glowing golden in the dim light.

Lu Yao stretched out his hand, trying to push him away, but Yan Qing hugged him to death and did not let go. Instead, he was pressed on the smooth operating table while struggling. Lu Yao's five fingers were tensed, pressed against the black reflective table, and turned his head. Say, "Get up."

Yan couldn't take it lightly.

Not only can't afford it, but also has to push forward.He slowly pushed aside the black cloth, his soft fingertips slowly rubbed against Lu Yao's sweaty waist, his pupils tightened excitedly,

After trying it once, I will never forget it. Last night, I sneaked down from the fourth floor and finally climbed onto Lu Yao's bed. Before I even kissed him, I was held down.

Lu Yao was still holding the spatula in the other hand, and only heard a crackling sound in his ears. The belt was gone, and Yan Qing's hand went down, and he held it down: "Take it out! The pot It’s still open, will it boil later and let’s drink northwest wind?”

"This hand is not mine." Yan Qing said, "I just want to help you put on the apron."

Lu Yao sneered: "There are only two people in total, and my two hands are doing what I need to do—Yan Qing!" Before he finished speaking, he subconsciously reached out to grab a handful of pants. On his back, as soon as he withdrew his hands just now, his upper body was directly pressed against the countertop. The coolness soaked through his clothes, and his teeth clenched in irritation.

Yan Qing sniffed the back of his neck excitedly, then licked heavily.The smell on Lu Yao's body was very clean, his skin was smooth and tight, probably because he was making trouble, it was a little wet, Yan Qing arched up again, trying to take off his clothes, but just as he touched the collarbone, Lu Yao pinched his face mercilessly.

The spatula is in the pot.

Lu Yao, who had given up the spatula, soared in combat power, and could resist Yan Qing with his backhand. He held his trousers in one hand, and said seriously, "What did I tell you?"

"—I have class tomorrow, so I'm not allowed to stay up late. I didn't stay up late." Yan Qing said aggrievedly, "I'll just wait, I won't go in."