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Yin Jiaoyu returned home, turned on the light in the living room, looked around the large but empty room, and suddenly felt extremely tired.

Why didn't I find it so deserted to live alone before... Yin Jiaoyu simply turned off the lights, walked up the stairs, and planned to go to the study on the second floor to read a book for a while to divert his attention.

Finger brushing the spine of a book in the bookcase, Yin Jiaoyu was a little dazed.

Has there ever been a person who always carefully arranged the bookcase for him, Chinese classical literature hardcover books, English original works, magazines and periodicals, and even the color pages he tore out, all sorted carefully and unambiguously.

"Alan, you really don't like to clean up! The books are in a mess." The half-truth complained, and even the boy's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, no matter how it sounded, it sounded like a baby.

On the balcony, Yin Jiaoyu leaned lazily on the rattan swing chair, and smiled brightly when he heard this: "You can clean it up for me." As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull the boy in the room.

Qiao Ran fell into his arms unexpectedly, causing the swing chair to sway a few times, and glared at him angrily.

How did Qiao Ran answer back then? "You're that sure, Alan."

Obviously, he hesitated for a few seconds before answering, and there was also the loneliness in the boy's tone unconsciously, but the young and flamboyant self just ignored it.

Now that I think about it, I'm really stupid... The corner of Yin Jiaoyu's lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc, and he randomly pulled out a collection of Shelley's poems.

It was only when he turned to "To the Skylark" that he felt that his thoughts could finally be drawn away, and his mind was no longer filled with Qiao Ran.

Maybe it's because he lived in England since he was a child, and his maternal grandfather, Kelly's father, was a retired general with a dignified and domineering personality, and his family education was of course very strict, that Yin Jiaoyu likes Shelley so much.

The poet he admired the most had romance and freedom flowing in his blood, which was exactly what he had been longing for at that time.

However, he was restrained by that young man. Those so-called words that love and freedom can't have both are indeed a prophecy to him, because at that time he just wanted to be with Qiao Ran all the time, no wonder his father couldn't stand it... …

Yin Jiaoyu closed his eyes, let out a low breath, why did he think of him again...

He closed the book and put it down, kicked the door angrily and walked out.

As soon as he got down the stairs, he heard the doorbell jingle. Yin Jiaoyu glanced at the clock on the wall. It was [-]:[-]. He couldn't think of what appointment he had tonight, so he had to open the door first.

The person standing outside the door turned out to be Lorgar, who didn't seem to expect him to open the door, and was stunned as if he was about to leave.

"Didn't you go back?" Yin Jiaoyu was already in a bad mood, but this time his tone was even colder.

Lorgar didn't startle as much as before, and said timidly, "I, I think you don't seem to be in a good mood, so..."

His voice became softer and his big eyes blinked: "I want to come over and see how you are..."

The child's eyes were full of undisguised worry, Yin Jiaoyu's heart suddenly softened, and he leaned against the door in a good mood and said, "What? Worried about me?"

Lorja faltered, his face was flushed red, he lowered his head and didn't know where to look, twisted his fingers on the strap of his schoolbag, and managed to squeeze out a sentence: "You, you, you are fine, I, I, I will go first."

Suddenly his shoulder was pressed, Yin Jiaoyu reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to look up at himself: "Say, are you worried about me?"

Yin Jiaoyu's hands were so strong that Luo Jia couldn't escape at all, so he could only stare at his deep light brown pupils, with a slight playful smile in his eyes, reaching to the bottom of his eyes.

It's so charming... Lorgar was distracted, and replied unconsciously: "Yes..."

After getting the answer he wanted, Yin Jiaoyu let go, lowered his head and pecked the tip of the child's ear, and was satisfied to see it turn red with a brush.

"Come in." Yin Jiaoyu turned and walked away, then turned on the light in the living room.

Lorgar's face was still feverish, and he completely forgot the purpose of running over from the station, and followed him in.

After slowly calming down, he felt as if he was still a little hungry, so he couldn't help rubbing his stomach.

"Didn't you eat enough just now?" Yin Jiaoyu asked casually.

"I'm full!" In order to protect his image, Lorgar immediately denied it, but his stomach immediately made louder noises.

"Oh..." Yin Jiaoyu raised his eyebrows, "How can I explain this voice?"

Lorja smiled dryly and said, "Well, it's true that I'm not full."

"Want to eat?"

"Is there something to eat?!" Lorgar immediately smiled when he heard the words, and nodded flatteringly: "Yes, yes!"

"..." Yin Jiaoyu said lazily, "No."

Seeing that Lorgar was suddenly dejected, he walked towards the bedroom in a good mood and left a sentence: "I'm going to take a shower."

This guy! ...Lorja made a face at his back, and went into the kitchen to look through the refrigerator.

After Yin Jiaoyu came out refreshed, he keenly smelled the fragrance from the kitchen, and thought to himself that in just ten minutes, this kid didn't know where to find something to eat? ...

After sniffing carefully, Yin Jiaoyu could smell the black line all over his head. This kind of smell is so different from the smell, isn't it just instant noodles...

Sure enough, there was an extra bowl of instant noodles on the dining table, with a poached egg lying on it, and Lorgar was holding his bowl, devouring it hungrily.

"Where did you get this kind of junk food?" Yin Jiaoyu really couldn't figure out that there would be such things as instant noodles in his home.

With the last mouthful of noodles in his mouth, Lorgar replied vaguely: "I bought it when I came here... Well, I originally had it for lunch. I didn't expect the studio to have sandwiches, just right."

Forget it, there's no choice... Yin Jiaoyu also sat down and picked up the poached eggs with chopsticks.

At this time, Luo Jia stopped his chopsticks and asked hesitantly, "What's the matter with you today? Is it related to that, Qiao Ran?"

Hearing this, Yin Jiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned and asked, "Who told you? Qing Yuan?"

Luo Jia hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I saw the name Qiao Ran from your meager attention, and I also asked Brother Qing Yuan, but he didn't say anything, just asked me to ask you."

Yin Jiaoyu's expression eased a little, and he hummed, "It's none of your business."

"Tell me..." Lorgar did not accept this answer.

Yin Jiaoyu glared at him, that kind of cold and arrogant look that Lorgar was all too familiar with, usually he would compromise after a few words.

But this time Lorgar still stared back unwilling to show weakness, why!Who has bigger eyes!

"Let's talk, I want to know." Luo Jia, who was usually cautious in front of Yin Jiaoyu, was extremely resolute at this moment, which made Yin Jiaoyu feel quite fresh.

He frowned and said, "Don't make trouble, bring me a box of your milk."

Lorja still said uncompromisingly: "You tell me, and I'll give it to you." He also took a sip of milk provocatively and looked at Yin Jiaoyu.

This kid is really itchy!Yin Jiaoyu sneered, "Are you threatening me?"

Before Lorgar could answer, he leaned over and kissed the child's soft lips fiercely.

Taking advantage of Lorgar's astonishment, Yin Jiaoyu fixed his head with one hand, pried open his teeth, poked his tongue in, and sucked all the sweet milk from the child's mouth.

"Hmm..." Lorgar closed his eyes, his heart was beating like a drum, and he kissed, this was the second time.

Shouldn't it be time for a shot... This thought is like a small flame that burst into my mind, burning through my whole mind in an instant.

At this moment, Yin Jiaoyu let go of him, with mischievous doubts in his tone: "What's wrong? Are you thinking about what to do next?"

Being talked about again, Lorja thought that I really don't need to put on a cute and stupid skin in front of him, so he replied honestly: "Yes, but now that you think about it carefully, you should be playing tricks on me again. .”

He sighed, and said very unhappy: "Then I'll find a guest room to wash and sleep. Have you finished eating? I'm going to wash the dishes." After finishing speaking, he gave Yin Jiaoyu a resentful look.

Yin Jiaoyu almost lost his temper. Originally, he just wanted to hear the dead child beg for mercy, and then he reluctantly pushed forward. Who knew that the dead child blocked all his escape routes.

With a sullen face, Huo stood up and said, "Okay, after washing the dishes, go to the guest room on the second floor and go to sleep. Don't bother me." Turned around and strode away.

Luo Jia was taken aback, thinking what's the matter... Could it be that my trick of playing hard to get has been exposed, and Yin Jiaoyu has discovered that I am a person who is pure on the outside and lustful on the inside?

He sighed maturely, and muttered: "The future daughter-in-law is really bad-tempered, and she must train her husband well in the future."

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So the next morning when it was still daylight, Lorgar sat up with red eyes.

Last night, he tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep. Even though Yin Jiaoyu's master bedroom had the same set of sheets and bedding, he didn't feel comfortable sleeping in Yin Jiaoyu's bed.

He recalled the man's strong body, hot body temperature, and deep eyes full of lust, no matter how affectionate he looked, he felt hot all over, as if he still had Yin Jiaoyu's sexy voice panting low by his ears, and his little brother also held his head upright Chest stand up.

As the saying goes, you can get enough food and clothing by yourself, and Lorgar is not "helpless" for his little brother who doesn't care about the occasion and time, so he can only reach into his underwear and slowly start to move.

After finally getting rid of it, the backside of being stabbed by Yin Jiaoyu last time became more and more empty. Lorgar writhed in pain, and fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night, and it took only four or five hours.

After washing listlessly, Lorja got a little better, and ran to Yin Jiaoyu's room without hesitation.

Gently unscrewed the door, Yin Jiaoyu was sleeping almost naked on the bed, only wearing a pair of black underwear, and a small part of the quilt was thrown on his legs indiscriminately, not even covering his upturned butt, but Yin Jiaoyu was still sleeping Deliciously sweet, unabashedly self-conscious.

The so-called "Happy Together without knowing it" refers to this kind of situation.

Lorja blushed and quickly closed the door, holding his nose in pain and muttering: "Fuck, is he really awake, or is he deliberately seducing me!"

There is really no way to stay in this place, the little brother is already on the rise, so he has to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Thinking of Luo Jia fleeing, he ran out of Yin Jiaoyu's house, and caught the first bus back to school.

Going back to the dormitory in a daze, even Ding Weiya hadn't gotten up so early, Lorgar threw away his schoolbag and threw himself on the bed.

Just about to catch up on a good night's sleep, the phone rang again inappropriately, especially in the quiet bedroom.

Xu Xiang on the opposite side directly threw a pillow over: "Stop it for me!"

Lorgar hurriedly pressed the mute, walked out of the dormitory to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Boy, grandma, I'm in the university town today, remember to treat me to dinner tonight." Yexi's voice came from the microphone, and she hung up the phone without waiting for Lorgar's answer.