He is mine and no one can steal it!

"Yiji..." Kirishima Ichiro lay beside the bed, staring at Yoshino Yoshino who was still sleeping.

It was 08:30 in the morning and he had come to wake Yoshino Yoshino up for breakfast.Who knew that seeing Yoshino Yasuji's cute sleeping face, he would not be willing to wake him up, and just looked at him obsessively.

Yoshino Yoshino is very beautiful, with a cute baby face and long eyelashes!The broken hair on the forehead covered half of the face.His gaze finally fell on Yisi's ruddy lips.The room was so quiet, except for Yoshino Yoshino's even breathing, the only thing he could hear was his own heartbeat getting bigger and faster.

Ichiro Kirishima swallowed his saliva, raised his right hand unconsciously, put his index finger on Yoshino Yoshino's lips, and traced gently along the beautiful lip shape. "Yisi..."

"Well," the person on the bed moved, and Kirishima Ichiro quickly withdrew his hand in fright.Looking at him, Yoshino Yasuji slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in his eyes was a pair of beautiful big eyes with a bit of hazy color.

"Hi! Yiji, good morning!" Kirishima Ichiro winked mischievously at him, "I've prepared breakfast, get up quickly!"

For some reason, Kirishima Ichiro has been boarding at Yoshino Yasushi's house, and the two have been together since childhood, like childhood sweethearts.Yoshino Yoshino is also a novelist, and his work and rest are very irregular. The point is, he doesn't know how to cook, so Kirishima Ichiro provides all three meals a day.But to watch Yoshino Yoshino eat the meals he made, he already feels very happy!

"Oh! Uh... Ichiro, why are you still here? Don't you have to go to class?" He is still in college, shouldn't he be in school at this time?strangeness……

"!" - I knew it would be like this! "Yisi! Are you sleepy? Today is Saturday! No class!!"

"Uh..." Yoshino Yasuji glanced at the calendar on the wall, "Huh? Really! I don't even know."

Ichiro Kirishima looked a little confused Yoshino Yoshino shook his head.Smiling and stroking his soft hair, he said dotingly, "Go wash up, I'll heat up breakfast..."

Looking at Ichiro's back, Yoshino Yoshino raised his hand to smooth his messy hair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a beautiful arc, and there was a flash of tenderness in his eyes, and Kirishima Ichiro walked out completely Did not see.