After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Last night, Chu Yitang didn't fall asleep until midnight. He couldn't stay up late and had to spend the whole day catching up on sleep.

Lan Yu got up early, and Chu Yitang rarely woke up before he left.

He was yawning and his jaw was sore. Lan Yu rubbed his face while Chu Yitang leaned on his arm and squinted to wake himself up.

After squinting for a while, Chu Yitang regained his consciousness slightly. He held his chin and complained to Lan Yu: "My mouth is sore, my mouth still hurts, my neck hurts, and my waist hurts."

For the first time, Lan Yu didn't blush. He kissed the back of Chu Yitang's hand and said in a low voice: "Then I won't kiss him for so long next time, okay?"

He is no better than Chu Yitang. Chu Yitang bites people very well. Lan Yu's lip was bitten in two places by him, and the corners of his mouth were also broken. He looked so pitiful.

Chu Yitang realized his conscience and went up to kiss his lips twice. The wound was red and scabbed. He licked it and held his face lovingly.

"When will you come back today?"

Lan Yu thought for a while and replied: "It should be relatively early today, and I will probably be back in the afternoon."

"Lie and I'll lock you out."

Fierce.

Lan Yu couldn't help but laugh and obeyed his words: "Okay, you won't let me in if you come back late."

Chu Yitang was so sleepy that he shed tears and mercifully withdrew his hand to let Lan Yu go to work.

It's not a busy day when I return to the capital today. All the officials are collecting case files in the Sanskrit Hall, and then they sit in the hall to check the matters. It can be done in half a day at most.

Of course, there are also some inefficient professional fishermen among them.

Yuan Qing had the most case files, which were piled on more than two tables. He was dialing the abacus, his face wrinkled into a bitter melon, and he was slowly picking the beads on the dial.

Lan Yu wrote quickly, and the case files flew by, raising the understanding of efficiency to another level among the professional fisherman sitting on his left.

He was worried about it, so he finished the pile of case files before noon, closed the last file with a snap, and called the priest of the Sanskrit Temple to check. After he finished, he put his fingerprint on the paper deed, and Lan Yu could get off work.

When Yuan Qing was about to die, his quick eyes and hands quickly grabbed Lan Yu's boots, and tears came at the drop of a hat:

"Lanyu, help me, please. If you don't save me, I will have to stay here tonight. Can you bear it?"

Lan Yu shook it off and found that he couldn't get rid of it, and he couldn't really kick him. He tried hard to break off Yuan Qing's hand and cursed angrily: "This is not your first time living here. Let go quickly, I want to go home." !”

Yuan Qing used all his life's strength. He hugged Lan Yu's thigh and cried loudly:

"I don't want it!! Hongran is not here today. I'm afraid I will have to sleep here tomorrow. Please help me, wuwu..."

His howl alarmed half of the immortal officials in the palace, and Lan Yu kicked him so hard that he had the idea of ​​​​exterminating his descendants.

He endured it, his face was livid, and he warned: "Yuan Qing, I count to three, if you don't let go, I will break your shoulder!"

Yuan Qing prostrated at his feet, as if he would not stop until the sky was broken. Lan Yu wanted to lose face the most, and he would not be able to bear such a reckless behavior.

Sure enough, Lan Yu couldn't bear to be so embarrassed. He was so angry that his veins were bulging, and he growled: "Get out of here! You want me to beg you to help you, right?"

Yuan Qing jumped up from the ground like a carp, and happily carried a large pile of case files to Lan Yu's desk. His nose was still dripping with mucus, and he laughed like a chicken:

"Thank you for your hard work, Immortal Lanyu. I will treat you to dinner later!"

Lan Yu couldn't count how many times he had the idea of ​​​​taking off the blame of Yuan Qing. He took out an idle abacus, opened the case file, and started checking the accounts.

He moved the abacus beads with his left hand and checked the accounts with his right hand. He was multitasking and his handwriting was beautiful and neat.

Yuan Qing knew that he was beyond his reach, so he flattered him: "Lanyu, this God of Wealth should be done by you. I speak the truth."

Lan Yu didn't even bother to look at him. He made a smooth and smooth calculation with his abacus, and said coldly:

"I haven't seen any previous God of Wealth who is poorer than you. You are considered unique."

Yuan Qing was not ashamed but proud. He retorted: "I don't want to line my own pockets. What do you know? I am dedicated to the people and of course I am poor."

"If you keep talking nonsense, go and write it yourself."

The fishermen should shut up.

It's a pity that Yuan Qing has nails on his butt, so he can't stay there for more than two seconds.

He split the tip of his brush, and then poked his head to talk to Lan Yu: "Hongran is not here today, otherwise I would have asked him to help me, so why would I bother you?"

"Would you die if you didn't say something disgusting?"

Yuan Qing threw away the pen, moved the mat towards Lan Yu, and asked, "Hey, when are you going to go tomorrow?"

"where to?"

"Go to Mingyue Paddock and play polo. Didn't you receive the message yesterday?"

Lan Yu stopped writing, frowning and thinking carefully.

There seemed to be a little bird knocking on the door last night, but he was busy doing business with Chu Yitang at the time, so he didn't open the piece of paper and look at it.

It should be the post mentioned by Yuan Qing.

Lan Yu dipped his hand in ink, checked the case file with a new one, and said, "The old man is always doing these useless things, it's a waste of time."

"It's not like you don't know that His Majesty has always advocated a balance between work and rest."

When it comes to combining work and rest, Lan Yu's pen tip pauses, his lip line is slightly hooked, and his smile is faint.

Lan Yu promised Chu Yitang that he would go home early. He helped handle most of Yuan Qing's case files, and slapped the rest on his face, asking him to solve it on his own.

Yuan Qing burst into tears with gratitude. Seeing the wound on the corner of Lan Yu's mouth, he asked with concern: "You should take something to reduce the heat when you are angry. Look at you, your mouth has such a big wound."

Lan Yu's ears felt hot, and she glared at him before leaving: "It's none of your business. Remember to ask the boy to bring you a quilt tonight, so I don't freeze you to death."

Yuan Qing looked at Lan Yu's retreating figure, understanding that he was angry and angry, and settled the blame with his heart.

Chu Yitang was waiting for Lan Yu to come home in the courtyard, crossing his legs and holding a lock on his finger.

As soon as Lan Yu arrived at the door of his house, he ran over with a smile, held his hand, and smiled with a sharp little tiger tooth:

"Are you waiting for me to come home?"

"When will I wait for you to come home?"

Lan Yu got the advantage and behaved well. He took off the lock on Chu Yitang's finger and thought deeply: "I came back on time, do you still want to lock me out?"

"I thought Master Lanyu had so many things to do every day, he might be up late at night."

Chu Yitang shook off his hand and turned to walk into the room. Lan Yu hurriedly chased after him and pulled him back. He kissed his hand again, with a gentle look on his face, and called him softly:

"Ah Tang, I miss you so much."

Chu Yitang felt soft-hearted because of his thoughts. He couldn't resist Lan Yu's behavior and grabbed the flesh of his face: "I told you before that you should not go back to work as an errand, but you refused."

"Then I'll become a freeloader. I can't do this."

Lan Yu replied seriously and kissed him again on his fingertips.

Chu Yitang let him kiss him and laughed after hearing the words.

"Eating my soft rice and not eating other people's food, why not?"

Lan Yu pinched Chu Yitang's waist, lifted him into his arms, sat down, and took him back to the house.

"What's wrong with a manly man who eats soft food?"

Chu Yitang was unexpectedly picked up by him, and he put his arms around Lan Yu's neck in a panic.

Lan Yu held her tightly and walked steadily. He felt relieved and tapped Lan Yu's hair.

"Oh, it turns out that Lord Lanyu is a man, not a flower picker?"

Lan Yu bent down, put Chu Yitang on the table and sat down. His blush was not obvious, and he could push back righteously:

"I am a flower picker. I will have to work hard for the Lord God in the future. The flower picker can pick flowers more than once a day."

"Lanyu, you've learned too much."

Chu Yitang picked at his clothes and tried to kiss him. When Lan Yu got closer to him, he leaned back, preventing him from kissing him.

Lan Yu felt aggrieved: "I learned this from Lord Shen. Why did Lord Shen try to play the trick of burning bridges across rivers with me?"

"I taught you how to flirt, too?"

Lan Yu stretched out his arms and put his arms around Chu Yitang's waist, feeling disappointed because he didn't get a kiss just now.

He pinched the soft flesh on Chu Yitang's waist, and kissed Chu Yitang's white earlobe even more closely. The small kiss made him breath unsteady and his hands trembled.

Chu Yitang's whole body was trembling slightly, his lips were dry, he cursed bastard in a low voice in Lan Yu's ear, abandoned the formation first, and turned his head to kiss him.

After dinner, Chu Yitang finished his bath, wearing a snow-white coat, leaning on the edge of the bed and turning over the little figure painting that Lan Yu had painted last time.

Lan Yu had spread a large cashmere carpet on the floor. Chu Yitang was leaning on it, laughing while looking at the painting. He ran to the table and put a pen on it and added a stroke. He liked it even more.

Chu Yitang was still smiling when Lan Yu entered the room. He wiped his hair, hugged him from behind, and smelled the clear fragrance of cold orchid in his hair.

"Ah Tang, will I take you out to play tomorrow, okay?"

Chu Yitang was showing Lan Yu the stroke he had made and asked, "Where are you going?"

"It will take about two or three days to go to Xicheng. Do you want to go?"

Chu Yitang didn't care. He was willing to go as long as Lan Yu was around, and he agreed without hesitation.