Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Thunder days, rain days, bed collapse days.

Qiu Lu never imagined that the bed collapsed without warning would happen to him for the second time.

In fact, to be precise, it wasn't his bed that collapsed for the first time, but Fang Huo's bed.

The second-degree earthquake didn't even shatter a cup, but it collapsed Fang Huo's small bed in City C, and since then it has provided him with an upright reason to climb Qiulu's bed at every turn.

The hug during the day caused Qiulu to suffer from insomnia again. After taking a shower, he lay on the narrow folding bed in the study room, tossing and turning, wanting to review the relationship between himself and Fang Huo for so many years.

He had just started to make a list in his head, listing the year and month when the two met, what was the situation when they met for the first time, and what happened later, when he heard an abnormal sound from the bottom of the iron frame bed. There was a creaking sound, and just as he wanted to get up to take a look, he felt a gravity sinking his body, and then his whole body tilted, and he hit the tiled floor firmly.

"Aw—" A loud howl sounded in the small study room, piercing the quiet night sky.

At this moment, Qiulu suddenly felt the feeling of Fang Huo falling off the bed, not to mention that the height of the folding bed was much higher than that of the small bed back then. The ass is about to split into eight petals!

Qiulu supported the floor with one hand, trembling with pain, just about to grin his teeth and get up, when he heard a rush of slippers from the next room, and a few seconds later, there was a knock on the door of his own room. Huo Shenwen's voice came through the crack of the door without any sleepiness and was extremely sober: "Brother Lu, what's wrong?"

Qiu Lu raised his breath and shouted out the door: "It's okay! It's just...the bed has collapsed!"

Fang Huo: "..."

It's really all right...

The door was opened, Fang Huo turned on the light in the study room, stood at the door and looked at him for a few seconds, then walked over quickly, bent down, and before Qiu Lu could protest anything, his hands were bent under his legs and wrapped around Passing over, he picked him up without much effort, and walked towards the master bedroom.

On the way, he looked down at Qiulu and asked softly, "Why did the bed suddenly collapse?"

Qiulu thought in his heart: ...I don't fucking know, don't ask me.

It was the first time for Qiu Lu to be picked up in this position while fully awake. Although he was screaming and jumping up and shouting "Put me down, this is a bitch", in fact, his whole body stiffened into a wooden board , I couldn't move, my head was burning red all the way down to my feet, and the roots of my ears were bleeding red.

It wasn't until he was gently placed on the soft bed that the slight tingling pain caused by his buttocks touching the mattress pulled him back to his senses. Qiu Lu quickly got up, kneeled on the bed, and his face was still steaming. , Nervously said: "This bed is too small, tonight I...will squeeze you in?"

As soon as the mattress softened and a piece sank, Fang Huo also took off his shoes and sat up. Hearing this, he smiled, staring at Qiulu's flushed cheeks with sparkling eyes, and said, "I'm sleeping." Very well-behaved, I won't crowd you, Brother Lu."

Qiulu didn't have time to pierce him, because he suddenly didn't dare to look directly at such a gaze, and quickly turned his head away, only showing a small part of his pink plump side face and red ears, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay then , you turn off the lights."

The light switch in the master bedroom is on Fang Huo's side. He stretched out his long arm and turned off the light, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

This bed is not big or small, two grown men lying together, it is really not spacious.

Fortunately, tonight was a heavy rain, which dispelled the hot flashes of early summer, so that people would not feel very bored.

The sound of Fang Huo's steady breathing lingered in his ears, and the sound of raindrops hitting the window was farther away. It was pitch black in front of him. In a trance, Qiu Lu couldn't make out where he was.

The moment of happiness came to his mind, and he suddenly thought that the tranquility he imagined in his heart when he was in the convenience store at noon was nothing more than this moment.

The people around him slept neatly, their hands and feet were probably all side by side, like a horizontal and vertical board.Qiulu blinked lightly, and said, "Xiao Huo, are you asleep?"

There was a steady breathing in the ears, Fang Huo said: "Not yet."

Qiulu smiled softly, as if he had gotten excited instantly, turned over, pressed his buttocks and let out a soft "hiss" again, he and Fang Huo faced each other, his eyes were shining in the darkness, and with that When I was young, I was hiding in the quilt at night and said in a breathy voice: "Actually, I guessed it a long time ago. Why do you still sleep like this, leaning against the side and shrinking yourself into a strip? You can tell that you are not asleep. It’s not like that when you’re asleep.”

——After falling asleep like a big cat, it will rub against wherever it is warm and soft. Eight out of ten times when I woke up, I found him curled up on my chest, in a very unseemly posture, so I said, what? I sleep well" is just nonsense.

Fang Huo couldn't help laughing, and said, "You discovered all of this."

"That is."

After a while, Fang Huo suddenly asked, "Can the phone be turned on?"

Qiu Lu was taken aback for a moment, realizing that he was asking about his broken phone, and his tone suddenly became depressed, "No, I guess it won't work, I have to buy a new one."

"Let me help you choose."

"Okay, you have a good eye..."

After finishing speaking, he yawned, as if finally unable to bear the drowsiness, he murmured sleepily: "I haven't set the alarm clock for tomorrow, what time do you wake up? Remember to call me..."

Fang Huo slowed down his tone and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep, I'll call you."

After the breathing of the people around him gradually became regular and he fell asleep, Fang Huo turned over slowly, opened his arms, and held him with a light weight that was just enough to hug him but not to make people feel uncomfortable. Feeling the uncomfortable force, he carefully took the man into his arms, then buried his head in his chest, took a deep breath, and gradually began to relax as if he had found a safe place Already overwhelmed nerves.

When receiving Qiulu's text message, it was a lie to say that there was no disturbance in her heart.But he thought for a long time and didn't know how to reply.

Because he didn't know whether the other party was unintentional or intentional, let alone what the relationship in the last few days, the parting kiss, meant to him.

It's like he didn't know why Qiulu agreed to live in him, was it just because he was a brother who hadn't seen him for many years and was once very good, or was it something else?

But Fang Huo only knew that his cherished things were lost once and finally got back, so he was determined not to let him be lost a second time, and he would slowly untie those messy knots inside.

It wasn't until the person in his arms groaned softly in his dream that Fang Huo suddenly realized that he had exerted force at some point, pinching Qiulu's shoulder with his five fingers like claws, and tightening it even more.This pinch must have been serious, he quickly moved his hand away, and after a while, he stretched out his hand gently again, and rubbed it with his fingertips through a layer of thin pajamas.

Qiulu's slightly frowning brows relaxed.

Fang Huo lowered his eyes, taking advantage of the occasional white light outside the window, slowly traced his peaceful sleeping face with his eyes, finally closed his eyes, and planted a kiss on his smooth forehead.

After waking up the next day, Qiulu was very depressed.

Not only was there a dull pain in the buttocks, but also his shoulders seemed to be bitten by something. When he opened it, there were two bluish marks. Those who didn't know thought he had a fight with someone in the middle of the night.

There were clanging sounds from the kitchen, Qiu Lu put on his shoes and went out to take a look, only to see that Fang Huo was already busy.

Qiulu stood outside admiring the man's shoulders, waist and legs for a while, but still felt a little embarrassed, walked over and coughed lightly.

Fang Huo looked back at him and said with a smile, "Are you awake? Wash your face and get ready for breakfast."

"That," Qiu Lu wiped his nose, and said with a bit of distaste: "You, I'm so embarrassed by you, you are so much busier than me..."

Although it is said that Fang Huo would occasionally cook soup or go out to buy soy milk and fried dough sticks when he woke up in the morning, but now he is a big boss, and he still wears a small apron and makes him breakfast every morning with a virtuous face. Who will believe it? ah!Don't say that others won't believe it, Qiulu felt a little guilty after seeing it.

Just as Fang Huo was about to say something, he saw Qiu Lu rubbing his shoulder blades and said with a flash of inspiration: "Otherwise, I'll do it later!"

Qiu Lu's idea is certainly very good. He thinks that Fang Huo works overtime from time to time until he comes back at nine or ten o'clock. He must be very tired when he wakes up early in the morning. He is not too far away from the company, so he wakes up half an hour early every day. It's still possible to make breakfast.

However, Fang Huo was silent for two seconds, and glanced at him. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident. Qiu Lu felt despised immediately, and hurriedly said: "I don't do anything fancy, so I just put two noodles and an egg. It's still ok..."

His voice gradually became smaller, Fang Huo sighed, turned off the porridge, put it into a bowl, handed it to him, and said: "It's okay, I don't have time to make it every day, if you wake up early, you can Go downstairs and buy some steamed buns."

Well, this still despises him for cooking.

Qiulu fell silent, and fed the porridge spoonful by spoonful, but the idea of ​​cooking quietly planted a seed in his heart.

When he was about to leave, Fang Huo suddenly said, "Brother Lu, are you free in a few days?"

Qiulu said while changing his shoes, "The mid-year review is over for a while, so I should have a few days off, what's the matter?"

"Then you can stay with me for a few days." Fang Huo said.

Qiulu paused, turned around to look at him, and met his puppy-like eyes.

His heart softened, and he agreed without even thinking about it, and said softly: "Okay, do you have a fake too? I'll play with you."

The author has something to say: Bed: Is my assist okay?

Qiulu: mmp, can you be gentle

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Fang Huo: I'm very good

Fang Huo: Accompany me~