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

Lan Yu waited in the stands for a whole morning, not even seeing a corner of Chu Yitang's clothes.

The dust was flying under the stage, the horses were galloping, and the cheers were endless. Yuan Qing was looking at it with enthusiasm, when he saw Lan Yu standing up from his seat. He still had a mouthful of cheese in his mouth, and his words were vague:

"You want to go to Senmo?"

Lan Yu was worried. He was tall and had long legs. He walked out of the stands on this floor in just a few steps. He said perfunctorily that he would go back to eat and went down the steps.

This bowl of cheese was served with ice, so Yuan Qing's cheeks hurt from the cold. He hissed and rubbed his face, feeling a little confused.

Lan Yu seems to be very fond of home recently. He talks about going home whenever he has something to do.

Has he been like this before?

When Lan Yu arrived at the door of the tent, Shang Yao was still guarding him. When he saw Lan Yu coming back, Shang Yao took a step back. Although he didn't show any expression, he could tell that he was slightly embarrassed.

"Back to my lord, the young master seems to have not gotten up yet, so..."

Shang Yao said half of what he said, and Lan Yu already understood the rest without him having to say that he went to bed too late yesterday, and even he got up late in the morning, let alone Chu Yitang.

Last night it was Shang Yao's turn to keep vigil, and he and Han Yin took turns. Han Yin even thoughtfully gave him a pair of cotton pads and told him not to lose them, as they would be of great use during the vigil.

Shang Yao didn't take it seriously at first, but in the middle of the night he almost hurriedly searched all over his body to find the life-saving cotton.

As a result, he didn't dare to look at Lan Yu's face now.

But I still have to admire his family's courage and courage. Lan Yu took the lead in doing something that no one has dared to do since ancient times.

Lan Yu opened the curtain and entered the tent. Chu Yitang was still sleeping. He was lying on the soft brocade quilt. His clothes were loose and fell to his waist. He was sleeping on his stomach, with only a small piece of the corner of the quilt covering his waist. Here and there, traces of exposed spots can still be vaguely seen.

Reds and purples intermingled together, and the beautiful flowers in full bloom set off the flawless snow-white skin. The black hair was spread out in large swaths, with alternating shades, hidden in the dim bed tent, and charming.

Lan Yu coughed innocently. He gently pushed aside the gauze bed curtain, pulled a quilt and wrapped Chu Yitang from head to toe.

Then he took the caterpillar into his arms, and with the tip of his nose cupping the delicate and smooth skin on the side of his neck, he called out gently: "A Tang, I've been sleeping for a long time, it's time to wake up, baby..."

Chu Yitang's voice was so hoarse that it was difficult for him to even open his mouth to hum. Lan Yu poured a glass of warm water for him to drink. His throat was almost dry and smoking until he came back to life.

He lazily licked it with his tongue, and the skin on his roof was broken in several places. The corners of his mouth were also swollen and broken.

Lan Yu is too difficult to take care of. He is too difficult to take care of. If he wants to be treated like this next time, he must die.

But it seems that Lan Yu is not bragging when he says that he is self-taught. He has some real skills, although he doesn't know where he got them.

He was too tired yesterday, so he originally wanted to ask, but he was exhausted, so Lan Yu only scrubbed him after he fell asleep.

Chu Yitang gained some strength and took out a hand from the quilt to pry Lan Yu's face, and said fiercely: "Lanyu, if you dare to lie to me, you will be dead."

Lan Yu was confused, tilted his head and kissed Chu Yitang's finger: "What are you lying to?"

"Fart, you told me yesterday that this was your first time doing this kind of thing?"

Lan Yu, an honest man, never lies and admits generously: "That's right."

……

Chu Yitang was a little shocked. Can Lan Yu's extraordinary talent be passed on to this?

Lan Yu grabbed his hand and pecked his fingertips, with a very innocent expression: "Did I do something bad? But Ah Tang even praised me yesterday and said I did a good job."

"...????"

Chu Yitang, who was overjoyed, really couldn't remember whether he had praised Lan Yu. It seemed that he had, but he had no memory of the specific praise.

His waist was so sore that he put his arms around his beloved's neck, leaned in and kissed Lan Yu's face, and said hoarsely: "Lanyu, my mouth hurts so much, and my waist hurts too."

Lan Yu's bed and bed were simply two different people wearing the same skin.

He put his palm against Chu Yitang's lower back and rubbed it slowly, then admitted his mistake again: "Well, I'll be more careful next time, okay?"

"It's okay to be careful. That's not what I'm talking about."

Chu Yitang had the coldest face and said words in a consultative tone that could make people blush instantly:

"Next time, the time should be shorter. I'm not used to it yet. My mouth will be really sore. And if you measure..."

Lan Yu's face exploded, and he panicked and covered Chu Yi Tang's mouth again. This was the most effective way to silence him immediately. Lan Yu even predicted from the shape of his mouth how much Chu Yi Tang's next words would make him No place to be ashamed of.

"Okay, okay, Ah Tang, don't talk about this anymore!!! Let's go eat, okay? I'll ask them to bring the food in."

Chu Yitang also knew that his sweetheart was thin-skinned, and it would not be too late to say such things in the future. He rolled out of the quilt, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then said the final word.

"Lanyu, if you are serious about it in the future, will you kill me in bed?"

"…………"

Lan Yu rarely replied to his words, covered his face and walked away.

The innocent God Zhu Tianshang shrugged and dragged his sore waist out of bed to find some clothes to wear.

After lunch, Lan Yu took Chu Yitang to watch polo.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the venue, they saw Chang Huai running towards him with his butt on fire, shouting, just like Lan Yu was in an ecstatic state after being found after being missing for many years.

"Here, there are people, we are sure to win!! Yuan Qing, just wait and kowtow to me hahahahahaha!!!"

"You have a good idea. Do you want Lan Yu to come with you to this dusty polo field to grab the ball? Unless you are his father, you might be able to persuade him."

Yuan Qing sneered. The old man's polo jackpot was not an ordinary good thing. Yuan Qing immediately formed a team and drew lots to capture a team led by Chang Huai.

As a result, there was someone who couldn't play temporarily, so a spot was vacated, which made Chang Huai very anxious.

There is no way he would let go of a good young man like Lan Yu.

Yuan Qing dare not say anything else, but he currently has no rivals in understanding Lan Yu.

Immortal Lord Lanyu stepped aside nobly and reservedly, and explained: "I'm really sorry, I'm wearing white clothes today."

The implication is that it gets dirty easily.

Don't go.

Chang Huai's face fell and he retracted his hand angrily.

Yuan Qing looked like he was gloating about his misfortune.

Chu Yitang listened, tugged on his beloved's hand, and asked, "Can you do this too?"

Lan Yu just doesn't like to play, and his skills are nothing to say.

He nodded obediently.

Chu Yitang raised his eyebrows, pinched Lan Yu's calloused mouth with subtle movements, lowered his eyes, and said with a bit of regret: "I haven't seen it yet."

……

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yuan Qing was stunned for a long time as he looked at the young man in a black riding suit with narrow sleeves and long hair tied high, sitting upright on the horse. He was so handsome that he couldn't open his eyes.

Lan Yu held the reins in his hand and rode a white horse, slowly swaying out from the other end of the stadium.

Chang Huai followed him, smiling wildly, and his posture was even more powerful than that of Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing threw the polo pole to the ground and rushed over, feeling dizzy with anger:

"Lanyu, you are not loyal!!! You can obviously play, why the hell don't you come and help me!!!"

"Aren't you full of people?"

Yuan Qing choked and said angrily: "Is this the point of your fart?! You just don't have loyalty!!!"

Lan Yu gently pinched the horse's belly, and the good horse passed the frustrated Yuan Qing and walked forward without forgetting to say:

"Don't think too much, I just want to see if my future son can kowtow loudly enough."

"Chang Huai said, everyone has it, Immortal Lord Yuanqing, don't forget my share."