The night was quiet.

The stars are scattered in the night sky, a vast expanse of black, deep and distant, so beautiful that it makes people trance.

When Yan Xixiu came in, the lights in the room were not turned on, Feng Ci was standing by the window, the curtains were drawn, the breeze slipped in quietly, and the silvery white starlight fell on him silently, covering his body. The contours of the shapes are gently outlined into a picture.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head, and the sharp and beautiful lines of his side face disappeared in the darkness for a moment.

The two stared at each other in the darkness.

Yan Yuxiu's hand holding the lunch box tightened unconsciously, his knuckles were faintly white.

Fengci in this state is really familiar to him.

The person over there suddenly yawned and walked towards him with a low and hoarse voice, breaking the silence, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Yan Yuxiu looked calm, put the lunch box on the table, and turned on the light, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

As soon as the light came on, the whole room brightened up. Feng Ci subconsciously squinted his eyes, and after he got used to it, he said, "I just woke up, and the night looks good, so I didn't waste electricity."

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, seeing that his expression was normal, the indifference and remoteness at that moment just now seemed to be his illusion.

He opened the lunch box, "Are you hungry?"

Feng Ci smelled the fragrance and couldn't hold it back immediately, "Of course I'm hungry." Who knows why he fell asleep at this point, most of the day passed, lunch was skipped, and he didn't even know when he arrived in the hotel room .

The dishes were very good, and they seemed to be quite large. Feng Ci looked around, moved two chairs over, and when he sat down again, there was a bowl of milky white crucian carp soup in front of him, which looked sweet and delicious, but.

Feng Ci's movements froze, his brows and eyes drooped, but he didn't say anything. He picked up the soup, and was just about to pour it down in one gulp, when he heard Yan Xixiu's faint tone, "You don't need to finish the drink."

He stopped decisively, and left half of it, put it there.

In fact, he is not picky about food, really, the main reason is that he does not like to drink soup from birth, but during this period of time in Yanxiu, he has to drink tonic soup every day, so that now, when he sees this soup, he loses his appetite.

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, picked up the bowl, and drank slowly.

The vegetables that Feng Ci had just picked up were almost lost, "Don't you have a cleanliness?!"

Yan Xixiu rolled his Adam's apple a few times, put down the bowl, and asked him, "Do I have a cleanliness?"

Feng Ci was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was the daily habit of Yan Yuxiu in his previous life. He was obsessed with cleanliness and strict, almost to the point of forced self-abuse. It made him very tired to see him, but in this life, Yan Yuxiu seemed to be, Not that serious?

"Um, I guessed it," he laughed awkwardly, and said, he put a piece of fried lotus root in the bowl in front of him, and smiled at him again.

This person didn't give up, and insisted on trying it out.

Yan Yuxiu picked up the chopsticks and ate the food he picked up with a calm expression, "Don't look at me, let's eat."

"Oh," Feng Ci withdrew his gaze, muttering to himself, the difference between the two lives is really big, I don't know, I thought it was two people.

After sleeping for so long during the day, Feng Ci didn't feel sleepy at all at night.

He has no choice but to lie on the bed and play with his mobile phone. Of course, he has nothing but his mobile phone now.

Thinking of this, Feng Ci wondered for a while, what happened to him during the day, when he saw Yan Xixiu, he left with him?

Didn't even say hello.

And... He actually acted like a child, telling Yan Yuxiu that it hurts... What the hell? !

Feng Ci couldn't bear to look directly at him, what was he thinking at that time? !

Oh, I almost cried in pain.

And in front of Yan Yuxiu, all the gods, ghosts and demons all appeared, and it was useless for him to pretend.

Turning on the phone, apart from Xiao Chen and Xiang Yan who asked when he would go back, there was also an unfamiliar number with a very aggressive tone.

--Where have you been? !

Feng Ci replied.

- Who are you?

The other party will come back soon.

——Song Dongling.

Fengci knew this tone without thinking, and replied without saying much.

—Go back tomorrow.

—Going on a date?

——What does it have to do with you.

——Male and female?

——Is our relationship so good?

There was no movement over there, presumably he was angry with Feng Ci, he lay on the bed, listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, thought for a while, tapped his fingertips a few times, opened the music app, private fm, random Play a song.

As soon as he let go, the phone slipped from his palm and fell on the soft quilt.

Dating.

Something he never thought about.

It's like, he never thought that one day, he would date a man.

Um, if you think about it this way, it seems that he didn't do anything these days, it was Yan Xixiu who took the initiative.

Feng Ci suddenly felt a little guilty.

Just at this moment, the door of the bathroom opened, and Yan Xixiu came out covered in moisture. He changed into simple and comfortable clothes, and was brushing his hair, when he saw Feng Ci on the bed staring at him, his expression unchanged, "You to wash?"

Feng Ci looked at him for a while, then got up, "Let me blow your hair."

"What?" Yan Yuxiu was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Feng Ci had already picked up the hair dryer, she didn't refuse after all, and was pushed on the chair by Feng Ci, and sat there to be manipulated by this person.

Tai Sui's head-shattering Feng Ci is very bold and fat, and blows it in a mess. If this person's hair is not of excellent quality and very smooth, it is estimated that this place will become a chicken coop.

The words of the wind were blowing, and the gaze unconsciously fell on the back of the man's neck from the man's slightly messy hair.

The neck is slender, and the complexion is cold and delicate. Against the backdrop of black hair, there is an inexplicable extreme temptation.

When he came to his senses, the scorching fingertips had landed there at some point, and he was so startled that he hurriedly retracted, only to hear Yan Xixiu's cool and indifferent words, "Do you want to bite?"

"...What?" Feng Ci suspected that he had heard wrong.

Yan Yuxiu turned around, pressed his hand back there, and asked him, "Why do you want to bite here?"

Feng Ci withdrew his hand, "I didn't bite."

"Then suppose you have bitten here, why?"

...What kind of assumption is this... Besides, he won't bite.

Feng Ci really wanted to say that this hypothesis is not valid, but seeing Yan Xixiu raised his eyes, there was still a mist between his brows and eyes, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, which was a bit more sharp than usual, and he didn't know why. Qing style.

He said something out of nowhere, "Maybe it's because you look good."

Yan Yuxiu stared at him, with a little smile in his eyes, "Do you know when you bit it?"

Feng Ci was alert, "I don't want to know."

Yan Yuxiu had a half-smile, seeing that the man put away the hair dryer and put it aside, he said something slowly.

"It's when you hate me."

Feng Ci was stunned for a moment, and his focus was completely lost, "I hate you, why did I bite you?"

He's pretty sure he's not in the habit of biting.

Yan Yuxiu got up and said lightly, "You hate me and don't want to kill me, so you bite me to vent your anger."

By the way, it made him unable to get out of bed for the next few days.

This person is seldom gentle in bed, especially that time, it was so intense that it made the scalp tingle, the blood burned the soul, desperately crashing, and going crazy.

He couldn't hear what the man was saying behind his ear at all.

All I could hear was the man's low panting. His voice was low and hoarse, and his breath was so hot that it melted people.

Miss it once and never hear it again.

When he came back to his senses, Feng Ci was looking at him with his head tilted, with a dazed expression on his face.

Yan Yuxiu raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Go take a bath."

Feng Ci didn't think much about it, and in the next second, he forgot what he said just now.

After coming out of the shower, he lay there playing with his mobile phone. He was so bored that he found a small game to play.

Yan Yuxiu was leaning on the bedside reading a book, looked him up a few times, and reminded him, "Be careful not to hit your face with your phone."

Feng Ci shook his head, and replied casually, "It's okay."

He was having a good time, and when he was about to break through the highest level in history, a call came suddenly, with vibration and ringtone.

His hand trembled, and the phone hit his tall and straight nose.

Gameover

"Depend on!"

Yan Yuxiu's hands paused, and he glanced at him, completely unexpected that this person would scold him.

Feng Ci sat up and answered the phone angrily, "Who?"

"Who do you say I am?"

"are you crazy!"

"You're crazy!"

Chairman Yanda, who was listening to the conversation between the two clearly, said, "..."

Is it worth scolding such unnutritious words?

Feng Ci took a deep breath, and said confidently, "You compensate me for my customs clearance record."

There was silence over there, "Did you not take your medicine?"

Feng Ci sneered, "If you talk nonsense, I'll hang up."

"I heard you have a girlfriend."

Feng Ci subconsciously looked at Yan Yuxiu who was next to him, and saw that someone was looking at him, his face was calm, but he was sure that this person must have heard it.

After all, the room is so quiet, and the voice of the mobile phone is not low.

"Who did you hear that make up?"

"The people around you said it, and you still don't admit it? All right, I won't say more, you can send me her photo."

"What are you doing?"

"Let me see how blind you are."

Feng Ci rolled his eyes, "I don't have a girlfriend."

"That's the boyfriend? Which wild man?"

The mobile phone in Feng Ci's hand was suddenly taken away by Yan Yuxiu.

This man was noble and glamorous, and said indifferently, "I'm his boyfriend, what do you want from me?"

"In bed, little one, if you disturb other people's harmonious life at night, your life will be short."

Bye.

When Feng Ci took the phone, he couldn't hold back, "Are you threatening him?"

Yan Yuxiu raised her eyebrows, "A kind reminder."

As he said, he grabbed Feng Ci's hand, turned him over, and pushed him down on the bed. With one hand supporting his head, he put it down steadily, and raised his eyebrows, "Where did your girlfriend come from?"

Feng Ci lay there generously, thinking for a while, "Maybe he asked Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen knew that I was with you, so he made up a girlfriend."

Yan Yuxiu pinched his ears, "Is that why I'm so shameless?"

Feng Ci was speechless, "Obviously you are too popular."

Even though this person seldom appears in public, as long as he casually reveals the identity behind him, it is enough for the people of the whole country to recognize Feng Ci.

At that time, no one will care about whether they are gay or not. It is estimated that everyone will have to ask, boss, do you still need a lover? The styles are ever-changing, suitable for both men and women, and they can be used in the hall, in the kitchen, or in the legs. The accessories are also fine, such as washing and cooking, hard work, lack of intelligence, the kind of physical strength to make up for.

Yan Yuxiu asked, "Then why don't you like it?"

In Feng Ci's eyes, these identities of him are all vain, this person stubbornly guards his own heart, does not accept others, and does not allow them to be touched.

Feng Ci pursed her lower lip, "It's not mine."

He doesn't like other people's things, he only likes what he gets from the beginning to the end that belongs to him.

So what he wants, he will get it by himself, it doesn't matter if the road is difficult, he has never been afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, such as thorny jungles.

Yan Yuxiu looked at him quietly, her right hand rested on his left hand, fingers separated, ten fingers clasped tightly, palms pressed together.

He leaned down slightly, and paused every word.

"But I'm yours."

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