Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Yang Jin's bedroom window was facing Yang Qitian's bedroom, and a small telescope was placed by the window sill.Yang Qitian wanted to play, but Yang Jin quickly put it away, so fast that it can be counted in seconds.The whole house was tidy and tidy, which was too tidy for a single man. Thinking back to his room, Yang Qitian was a little embarrassed, thinking bitterly that it must be cleaned by the nanny, it must be.

I thought that since he was so rich, the decorations must be very expensive, but he didn't expect that there were almost no decorations. The most eye-catching thing was a few bookcases, which were so full that the books couldn't fit, and they were neatly piled beside the bookcases.

"Sit down, I'll go find gauze and disinfectant," Yang Jin said.

Yang Qitian took the top book from the pile of books outside the bookcase, and sat on the sofa to flip through it.

The title of the book is "Metaphysics and Science". After turning over a few pages, to be honest, I didn't understand much.

Yang Jin came back and said, "Take off your clothes."

Yang Qitian sat there without moving.

"Don't worry too much, I told you to undress to wash your dirty clothes."

"I didn't care too much. I didn't think about anything else unless you said it."

Throwing the clothes to him is a matter of course.

"Put the gauze there. I'll pack it myself. Go and get me some food. I'm going to be hungry."

This is also a matter of course.

Yang Qitian is born with the ability not to treat others as outsiders, this ability will never be learned by others.

Yang Jin brought over a bucket of water for Yang Qitian to wash the wound, and the neighborhood had no water supply, so it was all reserved.After entering the kitchen, I made two bowls of the fastest fried rice with eggs, served them, cut a plate of shredded kelp, and a plate of tomatoes mixed with sugar, and placed them on the dining table in the living room.Yang Qitian sat on the sofa with a book and waited. The wounds on his head and arms were well bandaged. He was always injured and had experience in bandaging.

I buried my head in eating, and didn't even have time to say "really fragrant".

Yang Jin on the opposite side eats very elegantly, it's too much, even eating so elegantly, is this person raised as a prince or something?I have never seen his humble demeanor.The problem is that he can cook from such a background, he is simply the perfect man for Prince Charming in TV dramas.

But this is all superficial, Yang Qitian thought, he is not a good person in his bones, how can a good person force others when they meet for the first time?What's the difference with those punks tonight?As far as promiscuity is concerned, this person is sentenced to death.I don't know how many people I said those sweet words outside the bar before, how can I trust them casually?While eating other people's food, he is doing psychological construction for himself: You must not be bought by a bowl of rice, you must remember that he is a bad guy and a disgusting homosexual.

After Yang Jin finished eating, he put down the bowl and said, "Next time something like this happens, don't be so impulsive, okay? There are many ways you can do it, and you don't have to rush forward by yourself."

Yang Qitian filled another bowl after eating, but fortunately Yang Jin cooked a lot.Busy stuffing eggs into my mouth, it’s delicious, how can eggs be fried golden, how can rice be golden?Egg fried rice is the simplest, but also the most test of a person's craftsmanship. Yang Jin's craftsmanship is undoubtedly top-notch. When he has no time to answer, he almost swallowed his tongue after eating, and said vaguely: "You don't care if you meet?"

"Me? I don't think I'm a good person."

Yang Qitian stopped chopping rice, and took a serious look at him, "If you were really like that, you definitely wouldn't say that about yourself." He stuffed another bite of egg, "I think you'll take care of yourself when you say that."

Yang Jin lowered his head and stopped talking.

After eating, Yang Jin cleaned up the dishes, Yang Qitian continued to lie on the sofa and read the book he couldn't understand, and shouted to the people in the kitchen: "Hey, what is this book about?"

Yang Jin's voice came from the kitchen: "Talk about some phenomena that cannot be explained by science."

"I can't stand it, please introduce me!"

"Simply put, the argument of this book is that gods and monsters are real, and they are not in the same time and space as us, but they do exist. Because of certain reasons, such as wars, they died in large numbers, and the remaining part reincarnated, and finally became the current human beings. In the previous myths and legends, the world is divided into the heaven, the human world and the underworld. At the same time, there is a fourth world, which is where we live now, that is, the place where we live and the place where the gods live are two parallel spaces." Speaking of this, I went to the bathroom to wipe the floor with a mop, passed the living room, and found that Yang Qitian was not reading at all, and ran to feed the goldfish, just like my own home, I was worried that he would be a little dissatisfied when he came here because he knew what he wanted. Zi Zi, now I realize that this person's heartlessness has reached the top level, and it seems that he didn't care about what happened at the Changming Group's reception before.

Wiping the floor to Yang Qitian, Yang Jin said, "Let's go."

Yang Qitian smiled: "Why mop the floor by yourself, what about your nanny."

"Without a babysitter, I don't like people coming into my room."

"Then how did I get in?"

Yang Jin's expression seemed to say "You don't know why you can enter?" His eyes were very bright, like two obsidian, with a divine light.Yang Jin like this should be sitting in a conference room in a suit and tie giving advice. How can he put on an apron and wipe the floor with a mop?The appearance of a housewife is too damaging to the glorious image of business elites.What kind of person is Yang Jin?How much more is he beyond his imagination?He can get out of the hall, into the kitchen, earn money, and fight hooligans. Is there anything in this world that he doesn't know how to do?

"I thought you were the kind of person who didn't eat fireworks. I was surprised to see you cooking and mopping the floor."

"There are two kinds of people who don't eat the fireworks of the world, one is the gods, and the other is the dead." Yang Jin worked hard, and he wanted to do his best no matter what he did, "Let's give it a go, forget it, you'd better lie down on the sofa. "

Yang Qitian obediently went to lie down on the sofa, crossed his feet, looked around the design of the house, and naturally saw the figure mopping the floor with his back turned to him.The legs are really long, straight, and the buttocks are raised. He looks good in any pants. The waist is thin, and the visual estimate is at most two feet. Can a man have such a thin waist?The question is how can you have broad shoulders with such a thin waist?What did God think when he created man? It's so unfair.

I ran to read another book, Journey to the West.Looking at the fresh black footprints on the ground, I feel a sense of accomplishment.Smiling at the helpless Yang Jin, he jumped on the sofa to read a book.

"Hey, there is a test at the back of this book? 'Test who are you in Journey to the West?', ah! I wish I was Monkey King!"

"It is said that every boy wants to be Monkey King, he is the most popular."

"What about you? Don't you want to?"

"I hope it's Erlang Shen."

"why?"

"If I were Erlang God, I wouldn't catch Monkey King, and let him live his life on Huaguo Mountain, never knowing the darkness and cruelty of this world."

"Haha, you have a good idea, but someone like Monkey King, Erlang God will have to be caught by someone else, this world does not allow such a person to exist, saying that you will never know the darkness, how is this possible, you will know sooner or later! It's better to let him know sooner than later."

Yang Qitian got tired of it after a while, threw away the book, and touched the TV remote control, "Did I watch TV?"

Yang Jin laughed when he heard this, and the obsidian turned into a crescent.In an instant, the whole room glowed with light.

So fucking beautiful!

Yang Qitian was secretly shocked in his heart, and quickly turned around, not daring to look any further.I still have that image in my mind.

If only it were a woman, I would definitely...

Immediately shaking his head, he became more and more sure that his brain was definitely broken today.

Yang Jin went to tidy up the two bedrooms.Yang Qitian turned on the TV, broadcasted a few channels that were all commercials, turned off the TV, and lay on the sofa bored.I am very sleepy and tired. I want to wash my feet. I usually wash my feet every night at home. I have developed a habit. If I don’t wash my feet, I can’t fall asleep.The water was cut off at home today, all in the same district, and Yang Jin's water was also cut off here. He had used up all the water left by others just now, so how dare he say that he needs to wash his feet.

But if you don't wash your feet, it's annoying.

Get used to something, really...

Yang Qitian rolled around on the sofa, scratching his head.

"What's the matter?" Yang Jin came out after making the bed, stroked his forehead with his hand, and then touched his own.

"Touch what, I don't have a fever!"

"Why don't you go to bed?" Yang Jin sat on the corner of the sofa and looked at him gently, "Are you sure about the bed?"

Yang Qitian shook his head.

"Something on your mind? Can I help?"

Yang Qitian glanced at him, then shook his head.

Yang Jin's voice became deeper and deeper, once he lowered his voice, it seemed to be coaxing, soft glutinous rice voice, "Sleep, the wound will not hurt tomorrow, after all, it's better to go to the hospital tomorrow, Qi God, go to sleep, huh?"

He called him Qi Tian, ​​and when the words came out of his mouth and fell into his ears, his heart suddenly felt itchy, and after the itching was over, it hurt a little, and he twitched and jumped, in order to cover up this strange feeling , Yang Qitian buried his head in the sofa, and said sullenly: "Why are you acting weird today? Why are you so gentle, not at all like the first time I saw you."

"What was I like that time?"

"That speech was very violent."

"I want to fuck you? Huh? Really?" The light in Yang Jin's eyes flickered on and off, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I want to now too."

Yang Qitian immediately raised his head from the sofa and sat up. Yang Jin had already left, leaving him behind.

At this moment, Yang Qitian realized a fact: if he didn't want to, this person would never force him, no matter how much he wanted to.He's so sure of it.At the reception of the Changming Group, it was on Yang Jin's territory. With his wealth, no one would dare to stop him even if he was really strong, but he let him fight, and he never even fought back.If he used half of the ruthlessness he used to deal with the gangsters today to deal with himself, he would not be sure that he would be able to retreat unscathed.So why didn't he fight back, why didn't he use some means?

Although I knew it before, but I didn't take it seriously——Yang Jin likes me, so there is a sweet feeling of shyness in my heart, I don't know why I am a little excited, my hands are clenched into fists, and my face is buried in the sofa again .My mind was in a mess, I couldn't think of anything, and I slowly fell asleep, sleeping very peacefully.

Hearing someone calling himself and patting himself on the face, he was dazed and unwilling to open his eyes, and made a nasal sound of unknown meaning from his nasal cavity.

He was lifted up and sat on the sofa. He didn't need to open his eyes to know that the person opposite was Yang Jin. While still immersed in the dream, he was surprised to recognize him from his breath. When did he become so familiar?

In a haze, I heard a sentence: "Do you want to wash your feet before going to bed? I just went to buy water."

Immediately nodded like a pounding garlic.Eyes are still closed.

He felt that he took off his socks, his feet were soaked in hot water, and a gust of hot air went from the soles of his feet to his heart, which made him feel so comfortable.

That person didn't have the alcohol smell from the Changming Group's reception, nor the smell of perfume that choked his nose that day at the bar. Instead, he had an indescribable smell, his unique, special, charming smell.Surrounded by his breath, very relaxed.

The feet are massaged, and the fatigue of the day dissipates.

I don't remember how I moved to the bed, and I don't remember how I fell asleep again. I just remember the feeling of the god-like person wrapping his feet with his hands, it was very warm.