Xueba and Xiaocao both collapsed

After all, Yu Ze ate most of the bowl of noodles. Fortunately, he had a fever and lost his sense of taste, so he couldn't taste any strange flavors.

After tidying up the kitchen briefly, the two went up to the second floor together.

This is the first time Qi Yuan entered Yu Ze's bedroom. He looked back and forth several times in novelty and excitement, and finally aimed at the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, and jumped on it. His heavy body bounced twice on the soft mattress. Down.

"Little Yu'er, why is your bed so fragrant?" The straight bridge of the nose rubbed against the sheets vigorously, Qi Yuan let out a contented grunt from his throat, and the corners of his raised lips couldn't be pressed down.

Yu Ze kicked him with some disgust, "Go take a shower first, it's so dirty."

"I hate your boyfriend?" Qi Yuan turned over, looked at him lazily and smiled, "My boyfriend was in a hurry and wanted to see my sweetheart, so he came here empty-handed. It's okay to take a shower, what should I wear after washing?"

Yu Ze walked towards the closet expressionlessly, rummaged through it for a long time, found a pair of unopened underwear, and threw it on the bed without looking back.

There was a rustling sound of unpacking from behind, and Qi Yuan clicked his tongue, "Xiao Yu'er, the size doesn't seem right."

"You can wear it for the night first." Yu Ze turned around, only to see that he was holding the edge of his underwear with both hands, comparing himself to himself.

"No." Qi Yuan clicked his tongue again, looked up at him, his tone was full of meaning, "Xiao Yu'er, you haven't experienced it for yourself - your boyfriend is too big, he will Not anymore."

"..." Yu Ze threw the T-shirt and shorts on him, covering his head and face, "I'll give you three seconds, should I wear it or not?"

"Put it on." Qi Yuan quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "I won't talk anymore, I'll go take a shower first."

He took the quick-fix route in the shower, and Yu Ze felt that he was just in a daze for a while before the bathroom door opened.

Glancing in the direction of the bathroom, the next second, I couldn't help laughing.

Although he has found his largest size T-shirt and shorts, it is still too small for the boy who is nearly 1.9 meters tall.Especially the T-shirt, which was tightly stretched on his strong and strong upper body, and even the shape of a few abdominal muscles could be seen clearly.

"Xiao Yu'er, tell me, did you do it on purpose?" Qi Yuan walked towards him while wiping his wet hair, "Did you covet my brother's beauty and deliberately made such a small dress, didn't you?"

"...Can you not be so thick-skinned?" Yu Ze opened his eyes speechlessly, "I'm going to take a shower."

He had a fever all day, and the sweat on his body was dry, wet and dry, very sticky.

After entering the bathroom, Yu Ze realized something was wrong.Although the two had slept in the same bed before, their identities were different at that time, at least Qi Yuan didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary.

But in the current situation, the two of them had just established a relationship and were going to share the same bed, which suddenly became a little awkward.

Thinking of this, he dawdled in the bathroom for a long time, so anxious that Qi Yuan came to knock on the door, and then slowly opened the door and walked out.

Qi Yuan was leaning against the wall, his heavy gaze went up from his straight and slender calf, passed over the young man's thin body, and fell on the dripping black hair.

He swallowed indistinctly in his throat, and with a movement of his feet, he walked towards the other party.

"Why?" Yu Ze reflexively took a step back, looking at him warily.

"No reason." Qi Yuan smiled softly, straightened up, "help you blow your hair."

Seeing that the little guy was still hesitant, he restrained the aggression in his eyes, and coaxed in a low voice: "You are still sick, and your condition will get worse if you don't dry your hair."

Yu Ze finally nodded.

The bathroom space is not too small, but with two boys squeezed in, it seems cramped for no reason.

The two stood in front of the large mirror one behind the other, Qi Yuan came over with a hair dryer and dried his hair in front of the mirror.

Yu Ze's body was still a little stiff at first, but the wind from the hair dryer was warm, and his strong fingers were gently running through the hair. An indescribable comfort made him gradually relax, and he leaned back completely. Into the familiar embrace.

Qi Yuan curled his lips and raised his eyes to look in the mirror.

Looking in the mirror, the tall boy behind him wrapped the slender boy in his arms, in an intimate gesture.

He was wearing clothes that smelled like little guys, and he used the shower gel and shampoo that little guys often used. At this moment, the baby in his arms still let him move obediently.

He felt a great satisfaction filling his chest cavity, which was bulging, as if it was about to explode.

"Be careful..." He lowered his head and murmured.

As if soaked in warm water, Yu Ze's consciousness became more and more drowsy, and he seemed to hear Qi Yuan's voice in a daze, and let out a coquettish hum: "Hmm..."

Qi Yuan was so cute by this sound, he couldn't restrain himself from kissing the white jade-like earlobe, "I like you..."

"Well, stop making trouble..." The tips of his ears were visibly stained with a layer of crimson, and Yu Ze nestled deeper into his arms, like a little lamb who unknowingly delivered himself to the mouth of an evil wolf.

Qi Yuan let out a muffled laugh, and inserted his fingers into the root of his hair to make sure that the hair was dry, then he took up the thread and put down the hair dryer.

He lowered his voice and asked softly, "The hair is dry, go to bed?"

"Well, sleep..." Yu Ze was stunned, and he answered, but his body was still leaning softly in his arms.

Qi Yuan simply hugged him up by the waist, and walked towards the big bed in the middle of the bedroom step by step.

As soon as Yu Ze got on the bed, his consciousness returned a little bit. Just as he was about to open his eyes, his hot and heavy body pressed against him, like a hill emitting heat.

He raised his foot reflexively and was about to kick, but was easily suppressed by the other party with his body, and then a low and magnetic voice sounded, "Xiao Yu'er, murdered your husband?"

Yu Ze was almost out of breath under his pressure, opened his eyes full of water vapor, frowned slightly and stared at him, "Don't press me down, I feel uncomfortable."

"Okay, okay, don't oppress you." His tone was both doting and intimate, "Then let you oppress me, okay, little one?"

As soon as the words fell, one rolled vigorously, and the positions of the two were reversed.

Yu Ze lay on his hard chest, raised his head slightly and looked at him, and muttered, "Can't you sleep well?" Do you have to press me or I press you?

What made him even more depressed was that he wasn't too short for a boy, was he?How did he get to him, he was like a rag doll, he could do whatever he wanted?

Qi Yuan couldn't help laughing again.

He felt that he was completely finished. In his current eyes, every move of this young man, even just a word, he felt cute, so cute that he wanted to put him in his mouth.

Biting is reluctant to bite, I can only lick it, it would be even better if it can be swallowed.

Yu Ze looked into his dark and deep eyes, but he didn't know the perverted thoughts in his heart. He only felt that he was stared at by hot and thick eyes, and his heart beat became irregular again.

He closed his eyes again, "I'm really going to sleep."

"Well, sleep carefully." Qi Yuan echoed heavily from his chest, raised his hand to cover the quilt, and patted him on the back as if to comfort him.

For a long time, Yu Ze had never felt so at ease like tonight, so he soon fell into a deep sleep.But Qi Yuan couldn't fall asleep so quickly.

In the darkness, he opened a pair of astonishingly bright eyes, and his spirit was still in a state of excitement, so that he could easily hear the sound downstairs.

Ying Ting frowned, he kissed the top of the hair of the person in his arms, carefully placed the person on the pillow, and then got off the bed lightly.

The light in the downstairs living room turned on somehow, and he walked down the stairs. At the corner, he met the person standing at the stairs.

Zhou Chengan recognized the tall and handsome boy almost instantly, his pale face sank suddenly, "It's you, what are you doing at my house?"

Qi Yuan put one hand on the railing of the stairs, and lazily replied: "Accompany Xiao Yu'er to celebrate New Year's Eve, do you have any opinions?"

Zhou Chengan hated this kind of posture of him the most, he was arrogant and arrogant, as if the whole world didn't pay attention to him.His tone became cold: "This is my home, what do you think I have to say?"

"Oh." Qi Yuan replied indifferently, "Then I'll take him to my house now."

"You—what are you?" Zhou Chengan was easily irritated by his few words, and restrained by his gentle disguise, he suppressed his anger, "Listen, this is the home of me and Ozawa. As for you, please Get out now."

Qi Yuan became impatient, "I said, do you not understand human speech or something?"

After confirming that it wasn't a thief, he didn't want to deal with this person anymore, so he turned around and was about to go back.

"Wait!" The eyes behind him followed him like a poisonous tongue, and he heard the other party gritted his teeth and asked, "What is your relationship with Ozawa?"

There was a pause in the steps going upstairs, Qi Yuan didn't turn his head, and his tone was casual, "Whatever you think is the relationship, it is the relationship."

Zhou Chengan's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy and terrifying, "Do you dare to have any wrongs, points, opinions, or thoughts about him?"

"Unreasonable thoughts?" Qi Yuan repeated, seeming to find it interesting, turned around and looked down at the other party, "The person who has unreasonable thoughts is yourself."

He finally knew where the sense of disobedience was when they met for the first time. The way the person in front of him looked at Yu Ze was not at all the way a normal stepbrother should look at his younger brother.

"Shut up!" Zhou Chengan growled, "You're an outsider, what do you know?"

"I don't need to know anything, I just know—" Qi Yuan's eyes were stained with blood, and his eyes were cold, "If you dare to look at Yu Ze with your disgusting eyes, I will find a way to dig out your Eyeballs."

When he said this, his tone was very calm, but Zhou Chengan forcibly heard the bright killing intent from it.

He clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly sneered.

He said slowly in an indescribably disgusting tone: "What should I do? Not only have I watched Ozawa for ten years, but I have also done and done many wonderful things to him. Do you think Ozawa is more beautiful than a girl?" Pretty? Yes, not only does he look prettier than girls, he's actually—fuck!"

Like a bloodthirsty beast, the boy on the stairs rushed to him with lightning speed and knocked him down with a heavy punch.

"I'll say it again for the last time—" Qi Yuan exuded a ferocious hostility all over his body, and tried his best to suppress the urge to kill, "Shut up and put away your dirty eyes. Otherwise, next time, it won't be so good luck."

Zhou Chengan wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his lips, stood up, with a strange smile on his face, "Are you not curious about the past between me and Ozawa?"

Qi Yuan stopped giving him a corner of his eye, turned around and walked towards the second floor.

"What's the past for a garbage bug?"

The smile on Zhou Chengan's lips froze.

Qi Yuan returned to the bedroom and climbed onto the bed quietly.

But maybe he stayed outside for a long time, and his body was covered with cold air. When he touched the little guy sleeping peacefully on the bed, the little guy shivered from the cold.

"...Qi Yuan?" A soft and waxy voice sounded in the darkness.

Qi Yuan didn't dare to hug him for a while, so he just responded, "Well, I'm here."

But Yu Ze took the initiative to lean towards him, stretched out his arms to hug him, and asked vaguely, "Are you cold?"

"I'm not cold, baby." Qi Yuan lowered his head and kissed the tip of Xiu Ting's nose, at the same time, there was the faint roar of fireworks outside the window.

The clock strikes zero o'clock, and the new year has arrived.

Qi Yuan hugged the person in his arms tightly as if sighing, and said softly in his ear: "Happy New Year, sweetheart. I will be with you every year in the future, and you will never be alone again."

"...Happy New Years, boyfriend."