A guide to the pampering of gold

Knowing that, he responded in a neutral voice: "Well, let's talk."

Ye Xiuchen thought about it for a while, but he couldn't hold back a word for a long time. He had never been exposed to this aspect since he was a child.

Shen Xinghuai waited impatiently, and the vicious energy came up again: "Why don't I tell you one."

Before Ye Xiuchen agreed, he had already started: "Once upon a time, there was a black rabbit and a white rabbit. The white rabbit asked the black rabbit to go out to find food, but if the black rabbit didn't go, the white rabbit went to find food by himself and brought back some food." Give it to the black rabbit, the black rabbit vomited up the carrot brought by the white rabbit after taking a bite, and asked the white rabbit, "Why is the carrot you found tasteless?"

The white rabbit raised his hand and slapped the black rabbit, "I told you to look for it but you couldn't find it. How dare you think the carrot I was looking for was tasteless!" '"

After Shen Xinghuai finished speaking, he looked at Ye Xiuchen with a smile: "Brother, is the story I told nice? Does the black rabbit owe you a beating?"

In the darkness, Ye Xiuchen touched his face, inexplicably empathizing with the black rabbit: "It sounds good, I'm sleepy."

"Are you really sleepy? That's just right. I'll tell you one more time, and you'll fall asleep. There were two tigers on a mountain in the past. They... um!"

Ye Xiuchen didn't want to repeat his inner story, so he covered his mouth with one hand: "Stop talking, go to sleep."

Shen Xinghuai had a knee injury, so he couldn't kick him away, so he could only twist and struggle: "Let go, I want to talk!"

Ye Xiuchen had no choice but to turn over and wrap him in his arms and lock him up: "Shut up and be honest, or I'll take tape to seal your mouth and bind your hands and feet."

Crazy criticism of good things will not be done, but he seems to be very good at this kind of binding. Binding. Perverted behavior, not to mention that he is still in an unstable period of onset.

Shen Xinghuai nodded reluctantly: "Don't move, go to sleep."

Ye Xiuchen let go of his hand, and moved the person to a position: "Go back to your position."

Shen Xinghuai returned to his pillow, just after a toss, it was already past twelve o'clock, he closed his eyes and squinted for a while, feeling drowsy soon.

However, Ye Xiuchen did not fall asleep as easily as he did. He couldn't fall asleep for a long time. It was impolite to hit him on the stomach: "Hiss..."

Not only the legs, but also the arms were impolite, and a choke choke made his breathing stagnate.

Someone successfully dispelled his anxiety with his legs and arms in his sleep. Ye Xiuchen had never been so speechless in his life when he looked at the person with half of his body on top of him.

It is only now that I understand why he has always liked big beds. According to his every move, the bed is too small to play well.

Just as he was thinking about whether to throw the leg down first or throw the arm away first, someone moved again, leaning his butt against his side, and even wanted to throw the other leg on him.

Ye Xiuchen looked at the darkness speechlessly, turned over and grabbed Shen Xinghuai's hands and feet, pushing him away.

But before he could lie still, someone posted it again...

The sleeping Shen Xinghuai was very stubborn, and he had the intention of not giving up unless he was pressed under him.

After pushing back and forth several times, Ye Xiuchen's heart was exhausted, and when Shen Xinghuai approached again, he made the first move.

The big hand clasped his waist, and rubbed him into his arms, with his chest blocking him, and his waist was tightly hugged by him, so that someone couldn't turn over and move around.

Shen Xinghuai rubbed Ye Xiuchen's chest in dissatisfaction, and finally calmed down.

Ye Xiuchen was afraid that he would press on him again, so he could only hug him temporarily.

Shen Xinghuai's thin back was tightly pressed against his chest, and the distance was so close that Ye Xiuchen could smell his fragrance without bowing his head.

It has a faint fruity aroma, sweet but not greasy, very similar to the little plant that Ye Xiuchen raised when he was studying abroad.

The little plant loves the sun, and he put it by the window. Every night when he curled up under the desk to sleep, whenever the wind blows, it will bring a burst of sweetness to his nose.

The scent that lingers around is similar to that of small plants, but his mood is quite different tonight.

He didn't curl up in a dark corner unbearably, but just like every normal person, lying on the bed, waiting to fall asleep.

Realizing this, Ye Xiuchen had to admit that his cold and dark heart had a gleam of light along with someone's warm body temperature, and he was delighted.

After being overjoyed, he became greedy again, hugged someone tighter, and buried his head in his neck...

This night, Shen Xinghuai was exhausted.

He had a long dream. At the beginning, he was climbing rocks, he was strong and strong, flying over eaves and walls. When he was about to climb to the top, the ropes from the sky tied him firmly.

For the next whole night, he tied the rope around his body, but the rope was too long and tied tightly, so he couldn't untie it after working all night, and finally woke him up tired.

Finally, he didn't have to untie the rope, he took a long, deep breath, and prepared to stretch comfortably.

Um?Why can't I move.

When I opened my eyes, I saw someone's face close to me, and his arms around my waist, and I was tightly attached to him.

The ignorant person who just woke up retreated in an instant, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and cleared up the current situation.

She nestled in Ye Xiuchen's arms, and Ye Xiuchen held her and slept all night?Still hugging tightly?

Shen Xinghuai moved his stiff neck, pulling the distance between the two of them a little further.

The people around him still had their eyes closed, but their brows were a little wrinkled, as if they were dissatisfied with his avoidance, and they subconsciously followed his movements and came closer.

Is he asleep?

Isn't this asleep?

Shen Xinghuai looked at him with wide eyes happily. Isn't insomnia cured?Rejuvenate yourself!

It might be that his surprise eyes were too eager, someone sensed it and slowly opened his eyes.

The four eyes met, Hei Lingling's eyes reflected his shadow, there was a momentary blankness, and then slowly returned to the usual gloomyness.

Shen Xinghuai tentatively said softly, "Morning."

Ye Xiuchen's eyes darkened, he looked away, said good morning, and silently withdrew his hand.

Shen Xinghuai regained his freedom, wanted to move his body, turned around and then hissed.

Ye Xiuchen hugged me so tightly that he slept in one position all night, his back was sore and numb: "Why are you hugging me so tightly?"

Ye Xiuchen got up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the carpet with a rare trance: "If you don't hold me tight, you're going to ride me."

"..." Shen Xinghuai suspected that he was lying, he must be quiet and well-behaved when he was asleep, and would not make such a wild posture of riding him: "Nonsense."

Ye Xiuchen snorted, "I'll record it next time." After finishing speaking, he got up and went to the bathroom.

Shen Xinghuai rewarded him with a big roll of his eyes, and he helped him overcome the knot in his heart. If he didn't thank him, he still recorded his ugly sleeping behavior?Do nothing.

Stretching his neck and shouting towards the bathroom: "Did you fall asleep last night! I just said my bed is very comfortable, right?"

The only answer to him was silence.

Ye Xiuchen took off his pajamas and stood under the shower, staring at the switch in a daze.

are you asleep?

Fell asleep.

A night without dreams and a good night's sleep.

The injury on Shen Xinghuai's knee has basically healed, and he can land on the ground while holding on to things.

But last night, his waist was stiff all night, and now it hurts more than that. Ye Xiuchen carried him to the restaurant when he had breakfast.

Just sitting on the chair, I couldn't hold back the pain in my back, so I snorted.

When Uncle Ming heard it, he hurriedly found a soft stool and came over: "Mr. Shen, please rest your legs."

Shen Xinghuai waved his hands and supported his waist: "It's not a leg pain, it's a backache."

It is backache.backache.acid.

Ye Xiuchen who was sitting opposite raised his eyelids and looked at him deeply...