Sichuan and Chongqing love

Cheng Dulin finally enjoyed the treatment of the Supreme Emperor, and instantly jumped from a fake nanny to a status higher than that of the financial master. Although he didn't feel any essential difference, he still had an inexplicable sense of superiority. It takes a lot of bragging.

Walking on the road, he whispered to Xiao Yi, asking him: "What do you like about me? I'm handsome? I'm rich? Or is it because I'm a man?"

"Little red nose."

Cheng Dulin bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Sleep in front of my house."

A little lower.

"Call Dad if you scare me."

He completely lowered his proud head.

Xiao Yi's successive make-ups made Cheng Dulin annoyed, although he was very upset, but it was true, he curled his lips, and raised his head again: "Then what is your reason, and if you don't say it, I don't know. "

"Why are you so unconfident in yourself?" Xiao Yi pinched Cheng Dulin's unhappy face, and continued to show off, "Can't it be because of your inner beauty?"

"Inner beauty? What kind of inner beauty do I have?" It was the first time Cheng Dulin heard the word "inner beauty" from someone else. It was a clichéd description, but Xiao Yi felt inexplicably comfortable when it came out of Xiao Yi's mouth. After tossing and turning, he couldn't think of any inner beauty in himself that could attract Xiao Yi.

Cheng Dulin tended to be distracted when he was figuring things out, he lowered his head and gnawed on his fingers.

To prevent him from gnawing on his skin, Xiao Yi put down Cheng Dulin's hand and held it tightly, his voice softened: "Cute."

"It's cute when you act like a baby, it's cute when you cry, it's cute even when you're angry, the most important thing is."

"What is it?" Cheng Dulin also took a tight breath, impatient to know what the 'most important' is.

"The air that comes out is lovely, too."

Xiao Yi's voice was very small, but it was clearly audible, every word was scratched at Cheng Dulin's beating heart, and his face immediately burned: "What, gay is gay, I'm gay. Not a girl."

No matter how Xiao Yi answered, he was not satisfied, and said, "It's not romantic at all."

He condemned Xiao Yi as 'straight man' and 'not romantic', but he couldn't control his joyful mood.

It seemed that the confession that belonged to the two of them was a matter of course, and that he was so moved that he agreed, it didn't seem to matter. As long as Cheng Dulin saw Xiao Yi's hands were empty, he couldn't help but want to grab Xiao Yi's fingers.

It was late at night, but the excited Cheng Dulin became more energetic. He dragged Xiao Yi to leave the car instead of sitting, insisting on walking back.

In the quiet night, even the residents walking their dogs on the street returned home, Xiao Yi walked into the community step by step with Cheng Dulin on his back.

Cheng Dulin, who caused the most trouble, was already tired and dozed off while leaning on Xiao Yi's back.

I could feel the moistness on my back, probably because Cheng Dulin, who loves to open his mouth while sleeping, was drooling again, smiled helplessly, and said softly, "Finally fell asleep."

Although it hasn't been long since he moved here, he also recognized that the faces gathered downstairs in his house did not belong here. Xiao Yi frowned, and tightened his hands around Cheng Dulin's thigh.

As usual, he swiped his card to enter the building, took the elevator, and walked to the door of his house. When Xiao Yi saw the scratches on the doorknob, he paused and stopped taking out the keys.

Cheng Dulin also seemed to be awakened by the unusual breath, opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed against Xiao Yi's solid back, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? Why don't you go in while standing at the door."

Xiao Yi pursed his lips tightly: "Your family has come to look for you."

Waking up from the doze, Cheng Dulin was so frightened that he couldn't speak fluently: "No way...they don't know about my house."

"I really do know." A sharp female voice came from behind, and the door of the neighbor living opposite was slowly opened, and the street lights illuminated the people standing at the door, "Cheng Dulin, your wings are hardened, you don't want to come in person If I catch you, you won't be able to go home, right?"