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The next day, it was almost noon when Yuan Song woke up in a daze. He rubbed his sore waist and felt that he couldn't even sit up.

Jiang Baizhou was no longer in the room, and he could hardly remember how he fell asleep yesterday. In the last moment of consciousness, he seemed to hear Jiang Baizhou whispering: "Baby, go to sleep."

So shy.

Yuan Song sat up with his arms propped up, and his lower body felt indescribable pain with every small movement. The scene yesterday was really eager. The two of them were crazy. He was too responsive to Jiang Baizhou.

"Are you awake, baby?"

Before the thin quilt was completely lifted, Jiang Baizhou pushed the door in with a cup of coffee. Seeing that Yuan Song woke up, the flirting between his brows and eyes was like sunshine, and an indecent smile spread to the corners of his mouth. With indescribable satiety and wantonness, she looks very inhuman.

Originally, Yuan Song wanted to put on his clothes and go out to find him. On his chest and arms, which were visible to the naked eye, hickey marks were spotted. Such ambiguous evidence appeared in the air, making people even more embarrassed.

Yuan Song grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself up, only showing a sleepy face that was still in a daze, nodded shyly and timidly, but did not hide his eyes, and followed Jiang Baizhou to sit on the bed.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Jiang Baizhou put his shoulders on the man's shoulder and asked in a low voice.It would be a lie to say that it wasn't uncomfortable at all. After all, it was the first time it was so intense, but it didn't hurt so much. Jiang Baizhou's movements were still very gentle.

Yuan Song shook his head, and took a sip from the coffee cup in Jiang Baizhou's hand, the warm and mellow aroma lingered in his mouth, warming his heart.

Facing Jiang Baizhou's burning and open eyes, he remembered how the other party watched him attacking the city like this yesterday, and his cheeks began to flush again as he thought about it. Jiang Baizhou saw him pretending to be calm and bit the corner of his mouth, and felt that his little boyfriend was so cute. When he came over, he kissed hard on his wet lips.

"Don't, don't do this, I haven't washed yet!" Yuan Song bowed his body back, turned his head to refuse to kiss, Jiang Baizhou refused to let go, smiled and insisted on moving up, deliberately making him more embarrassed.

After laughing enough, he put down the cup in his hand and lifted the quilt to take someone to wash.

"No need, I'll go by myself!" The two seemed to be fighting each other, Yuan Song grabbed the quilt tightly and refused to give in, at that moment he took a peek at his body, he was really embarrassed, his legs couldn't exert any strength at all, if Jiang Baizhou Carry him to the bathroom, see that he can't take care of himself, he must help, he doesn't want to wipe the gun/misfire again, his body can't take it anymore.

Jiang Baizhou thought he was being shy, so he didn't insist anymore, but shrugged his shoulders to express his surrender, then got up and straightened the hem of his home clothes, and then slowly backed out with a smile, and took him to the door to prepare lunch for Yuan Song again.

In the past, Yuan Song didn't have so many awkward thoughts, and he was especially straightforward when facing male gods. Now he is so competitive with others, one is because of shyness, and the other is that he always feels that the relationship between the two of them has changed overnight. The change in the description, the kind of satisfaction in the heart makes people feel pampered and proud, and they just want to play with their temper, make a small temper, and let his boyfriend get used to it.

Who would have thought that the top streamer with a cool and vicious tongue would also have such a gentle and pampering side?This is the privilege and beauty unique to Yuan Song, the unique tenderness in the world, and no one can take it away.

Half an hour later, Yuan Song packed up and went downstairs. He wore Jiang Baizhou's pajama pants down to his calf as trousers. The child was a decent person, his face was clean, and even his hair was blown smooth and shiny. He was just walking. The posture is a little awkward.

"Come on, let's eat!"

It took a long time for the dishes from the private kitchen to be delivered. Although they had thermal insulation packaging before, some dishes were still not hot enough, especially the Cordyceps ribs soup, which had a somewhat fishy smell as soon as it cooled. I saw Yuan Song coming.

Several dishes occupied most of the small dining table. Instead of eating at the usual dining table, the two chose to eat at the mobile dining table under the sunny sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The mixed purple and white cosmos swayed in the wind, swaying and relaxing .

"Sit there or sit here?"

After Jiang Baizhou set the meal, he sat down and raised his chin to indicate whether Yuan Song should sit on the cushioned chair opposite or sit on his own lap.

Yuan Song was not bewitched by his deliberate smile, and sat down to drink soup honestly.Seeing that his little boyfriend wasn't fooled, Jiang Baizhou got up and dragged a chair to sit next to Yuan Song, handing him chopsticks to pick up vegetables, taking care of him meticulously.

"Brother Bo, are you normal?"

The two have a good relationship and both are happy to see it succeed, but Yuan Song finds it hard to accept that the male god suddenly becomes smaller and the male servant. In the past, it was difficult for him to associate Jiang Baizhou with the word cute, but now it seems that he has become smaller overnight, like The stunned teenagers who fell in love couldn't wait to show their sincerity in front of people's eyes.

"What's wrong with me? Can't hurt my wife?"

Jiang Baizhou rested his hand on his chin, and spoke boldly without the slightest sense of shame in his words. Yuan Song finally understood that falling in love for an "old man" is really terrible, and there are too many people who know it.