Hands Can Pick Stars [Rebirth]

They stood facing each other, a little close to each other, Wen Baiyu who was so close seemed to be able to feel the temperature of each other at the end of his fine hair.

What he didn't know was that Yu Shuchen's words, which sounded like a compliment to his lovely brother, actually had a provocative ending, which stimulated his nerve endings to make an appointment, so the temperature of every part of his body rose from it.

When Yu Shuchen saw the child's blushing face, he felt uncomfortable for the first time. He touched his nose as usual, but turned his eyes away.

But the corner of the eye always lingers unconsciously on Little Xingxing's cute little crimson earlobe, a pair of long and curly butterfly eyelashes hanging down, wanting to grab that pink nectar.

The kitchen is very quiet, the air is like slow flowing water, quiet and warm.

The two stood silently, peering at each other.

Thirsty, Wen Baisang found the kitchen, stretched out one foot, retracted it again, poked out that expressionless face, and said in an unpleasant way: "Forcing people to eat dog food at night will make them fat, you know?"

Wen Baiyu's whole body reacted slowly to Yu Shuchen's words, and his eyes widened, "Ah", "Sister, do you have a dog at home?"

Wen Baisang rolled her eyes, then immediately turned back, and supported the area around her eyes with two fingers, "Xingxing, did you pick it up in the trash can?" She complained again, "Sometimes I really suspect that we have the same blood on our bodies. blood."

Wen Baiyu seemed to be looking at a fool: "We do have different blood, and the blood types are different."

Wen Baisang poured a glass of water, shook his head and said that the bronze could not be moved.

Wen Baiyu was afraid that Yu Shuchen would eat this extremely salty cake again, so he immediately hugged it in his arms and planned to throw it into the trash can.

Wen Baisang took a sip of water to subdue his shock, and teased by the way: "It's not that the cake is sweet and delicious. If you throw anything away, I'll give it to brother Yu Lang."

Wen Baiyu: "???"

What Brother Yu Lang, is there such a person?

The deity of Yu Lang touched Wen Baiyu's head, the soft hair slipped through his fingers, he couldn't help laughing, and said to Wen Baisang, "Don't bully Xingxing."

Wen Baisang dropped the word "nasty" and went back to the room with the water glass.

Wen Baiyu, who had just turned on the CPU after finishing the machine, finally figured out what Yu Lang meant, he was shy, and wanted to pretend to chase him out and leave this embarrassing place.

Unexpectedly, Yu Shuchen grabbed his wrist and led him to the room, "Little Xingxing, ignore her."

They walked to the door, and Ye Qian, who was standing in the living room, saw them, "Xing Xing and brother go back to the room, mom will clean up the kitchen."

Yu Shuchen took Wen Baiyu back to the room, and immediately urged him to take a bath and rest early.

That night, Wen Baiyu suffered from insomnia for the first time. He tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. He always felt that the heat in the kitchen chased him into the bed.

For several days, Wen Baiyu went home at night and practiced making a cake base that was edible and not too ugly.

In the next few days, he didn't dare to make cakes until very late. After he was done, he put them in a small lunch box and took them to school for the little fat man to eat.

Well, the little fat man was not his taster, he knew that his cake level was still in the groping stage, and he didn't want to harm his kind tablemate.

The first time he brought it to school was to try it for himself.

Who would have thought that when he took it out, the soft aroma of the baked eggs directly captured the little fat man, a foodie, and couldn't help but take a piece.

Praise: "Delicious, so fragrant!"

After saying this, he spit out an eggshell from his mouth.

Wen Baiyu collapsed as soon as he raised his smile: "..."

The little fat man scratched the back of his head, didn't mind, and ate Wen Baiyu's leftover cake, spitting out the eggshells while eating.

In the end, the fat man finished eating the cake and praised: "It's delicious, but it's a bit troublesome to spit out the shell after eating the cake."

Seeing Wen Baiyu's mournful face, he comforted him, "Eat the shells, supplement calcium, hahaha, Xiaoyu, how do you know that the doctor said I need calcium supplements."

The little fat man didn't seem to be very good at smoothing things over, and after speaking, the two fell into a strange embarrassment.

He was afraid that Wen Baiyu would get angry.

The little fat man moved over carefully: "I'm not very good at talking, Xiaoyu, don't mind. That..."

Wen Baiyu shook his head: "It's because I didn't do well, I have to practice more."

The little fat man asked in a discussing tone, "Then, can I still eat tomorrow?"

For the next two days, Wen Baiyu brought cakes.

The little fat man did not live up to his weight at all, whether he failed or not, he ate it with dignity.

Finally, there were no mistakes in the last time, and the practice was considered a success.

Yu Shuchen's birthday is Sunday.

On Saturday, the third year of high school had to study until the morning, and school was over in the afternoon, and her brothers and sisters were all in class, so Wen Baiyu learned how to mount flowers with Ye Qian at home.

On the day of Yu Shuchen's official birthday, neither Ye Qian nor Wen Shirong went to work.

Ye Qian cooked a large table of dishes, and the family sat in the restaurant to celebrate Yu Shuchen's birthday.

Although Yu Shuchen usually smiles, he seems to have a sense of distance from anyone and doesn't have many friends.Originally, Zheng Nanjing was clamoring to come, but it was a pity that Wen Baisang threatened Yu Shuchen, at least not to expose the relationship between them living under the same roof before graduation, otherwise...

Wen Baisang folded his arms, and suddenly said in a very airy manner: "Otherwise, I will take Little Xingxing away."

Yu Shuchen was stunned for a moment: "How?"

After a moment of reaction, he said firmly, "You can't take it with you."

Fortunately, in the end, as Wen Baisang wished, Zheng Nanjing was not brought along.

Before eating, Wen Baiyu and Ye Qian rolled out the small dining cart from the kitchen. On it was a round cake about 10 inches long, made of two layers, half with cream and half with dark chocolate.

Wen Baiyu studied flower mounting for a long time but failed to learn it, and finally gave up. He only drew a heart with strawberry jam on the white half.

Next to the dining table is a 17-year-old birthday candle that Wen Baiyu specially picked out from a boutique, on which stands a delicate and cute little boy.

Ye Qian put the candle on the white cream next to the love heart, and lit the candle.

Wen Shirong cooperated and just turned off the light.

The four people clapped their hands around the cake and sang the birthday song. The singing was not uniform at all. Wen Shirong still couldn't find the key, and a simple birthday song was sung at random.

But all are happy.

After singing, he urged Yu Shuchen to make a wish.

Wen Baiyu stood beside Yu Shuchen, the room was filled with only the faint light of the small candle dancing in front of him, and Yu Shuchen's long eyelashes trembling with his eyes closed.

The beating highlights on the eyelashes are the only light in Wen Baiyu's eyes at this moment.

After making his wish, Yu Shuchen blew out the candles, and the ceiling lights in the restaurant were turned on again.

Ye Qian handed over a plastic knife: "Xing Xing and brother cut it together."

The poisonous tongue Wen Baisang took a look at the surface of the cake which was passable, and said a rare compliment, "This cake is not bad."

Ye Qian looked proud: "Xing Xing has been learning for a week, come on, everyone eat a little, let us try Xing Xing's craft."

Wen Baisang immediately put down the hand holding the small plate: "I'll go, Xing Xing made it?"

"Then I dare not eat it."

Yu Shuchen couldn't help but put a small piece of cake on the chocolate side on her dinner plate.

Yu Shuchen served a small piece for everyone, and the piece of love drawn with strawberry jam was put into his own bowl.

Wen Baiyu watched the whole process. He didn't know why. It seemed that he had painted it for his brother to eat, but he really wanted to eat it, but he was very shy...

Ye Qian was a little hesitant. Although she was her sweetheart, it was a pity that she had personally seen Wen Baiyu put salt into the cake as sugar.This "biochemical" power made her struggle for a long time without touching the spoon even though she was full of love for her son.

On the contrary, Yu Shuchen had no burden. After all, he had eaten the dark cooking of the salt jar falling into the cake. He had seen "the widest world", and put the cake into his mouth calmly.

Wen Baiyu knew that the car should not overturn, but he was still very nervous. He squeezed his small dinner plate tightly and looked at it nervously, hoping to be praised.

There was a little smile in Yu Shuchen's gentle eyes, and he nodded affirmatively, "It's delicious, the bottom of the cake is sweet and soft, and the cream and fruit are mixed just right, one bite leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth."

Wen Baisang was dubious: "Really?" She didn't believe it, Yu Shuchen was the captain of Wen Baiyu's boasting team, and even Tuo Paba could be said to be a delicacy in the world.

She went to see Ye Qian again.

Under the pressure of the four people's eyes, Ye Qian also took a bite.

Eyes widened after eating: "Well, it's delicious. It seems that Xing Xing has practiced hard these days, and he is better than his mother."

Wen Baiyu's eyes resembled hers, probably because of her small face, and her eyeballs were as dark as agate, so they looked bigger.His eyes were now round with anticipation.

Wen Shirong always had no doubts about Ye Qian's words, so he also took a bite, and gave a thumbs up to his suddenly virtuous son.

After two adults and one Xingxing praised, three people praised.

At this moment, Wen Baisang's curiosity has the upper hand, and diarrhea or something is a trivial matter.She carefully put it in her mouth and chewed it...

Well, unexpectedly, there is still something delicious.

She didn't brag like Ye Qian and the others, but with a serious face, "Did our young master who doesn't touch the sun do this?"

She snorted with some taste: "Little Xingxing is biased, your sister and I have had 17 birthdays, and I have never seen you make a cake, and there are no paper cups!"

Wen Baisang ate another piece of cake while being jealous.

I didn't expect that I was afraid of being poisoned just now, so the scene was really fragrant.

For the first time, Wen Baisang ate a lot of things that "Public Enemy of Body Maintenance" basically didn't eat before.

It's as if the saying "As long as I eat a lot, this cake is still made for me" is true.

There is no way, my younger brother is making cakes for the first time, and the older sister must join in.

Although - he is a face dog who forgets his sister when he sees sex.

After tasting the cake and eating the meal, it was time to give gifts.

Ye Qian's gift box was very big, Wen Baiyu suspected it was a dress.

Wen Shirong's gift was more pragmatic, and...real, because he didn't even bother to seal one of the packages, so he just brought an unopened computer box over.From the packaging, Wen Baiyu saw that it was a new fruit brand ultra-thin and ultra-light laptop.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Wen Shirong smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know how to pick a computer either. I heard that there are many people who buy this most expensive computer, so I just picked this one. Xiaochen is going to college soon. Gotta have a book."

Yu Shuchen took it with both hands: "Thank you uncle, I like it very much."

Wen Baisang became jealous, and the princess got angry, and stuffed her gift box into Yu Shuchen's arms, saying sourly, "Dad, your precious daughter, I want to go to college too."

Wen Shirong: "Oh, Sangsang also wants a computer for her birthday next year?"

Wen Baisang: "..."

A straight man who doesn't understand a girl's heart at all!

Ye Qian didn't intend to chime in, she covered her mouth and laughed.

After everyone's gifts were finished, Yu Shuchen turned to look at Wen Baiyu who was sitting next to him.

Wen Baiyu blinked his eyes.

Ye Qian smiled, thinking that Wen Baiyu was unprepared, so she helped out, "Isn't Xing Xing's gift just a cake made by myself?"

In fact, Wen Baiyu prepared a gift, but compared to the expensive gifts from his parents and sister, his handmade gift seemed a lot shabby.

But, he has no money, all his money is put in the children's bank card, and even his heart is given to Yu Shuchen.

He blushed in embarrassment and said yes against his will.

After delivering the presents, the family sat on the sofa and watched TV together.

Wen Baiyu sat next to Yu Shuchen absent-mindedly.

The recently popular domestic romantic idol sweet drama was playing on TV, and the plot was reaching the point where the male lead embraced the female lead and kissed in the rain.

The three people next to him commented on the kiss scene.

"Stick out your tongue?"

"What are you talking about, the child is beside you. Hurry up and cover the eyes of the child."

"That's it? The actor's acting skills are too bad, the two of them stuck together without moving, and their kissing skills are not as good as Dad's."

"..."

"..."

Wen Shirong and Ye Qian looked at each other and communicated with each other, "Are you talking about a pure child? When did she see us kiss?" "You don't usually know how to avoid it. Look, you have taught a bad friend."

Yu Shuchen took advantage of the heated discussions among the three, lowered his head, lowered his eyes and asked Wen Baiyu, "Little Xingxing, where is brother's gift?"

Wen Baiyu pursed his lips: "It's cake, brother has already eaten."

Yu Shuchen was persuasive: "Little Xingxing can't lie to brother. I can see from Xingxing's eyes that Xingxing must have prepared other gifts for brother, right?"

The light in Wen Baiyu's eyes flickered, and he peeled off his fingers and asked softly: "Isn't it great, will my brother want it?"

Yu Shuchen laughed softly: "My brother likes whatever the stars give you."

"Did you bring the star for brother?"

Wen Baiyu looked at him, and nodded without seeing the perfunctory and deception in his smiling eyes.

Wen Baiyu stood up, Yu Shuchen also stood up, and walked into the room.

The gift was packed in a pink box, rectangular, about the size of a book, with a red bow tied on it.

The bow tie is a bit unskilled, but it looks neat.

Just as Yu Shuchen was about to open it, Wen Baiyu grabbed it.

Wen Baiyu knew what was inside, and suddenly felt ashamed, and blushed and begged, "Brother, go and have a look in the study."

Yu Shuchen deliberately stood and looked at Wen Baiyu's blushing face for a while, until Wen Baiyu pushed him out with a blushing face, and then he went into the study with a satisfied face to open the presents.

Wen Baiyu sat down with a blushing face, thinking of the hand she put on her brother's waist, the texture of the muscles between the waist and abdomen seemed to still remain in the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, Evans springs up, inspiration bursts out, and there is new material.

He opened the drawer and took out the sketchbook where he usually draws inspirations casually.

When it was opened, the whole person was dumbfounded.

I saw that the posture that he had finally thought of before was missing from it. This so-called modern version of the "Longyang Jiujiu 81 Style" small yellow diagram, but the diagram on it disappeared.What appeared was the smiling profile of Yu Shuchen, the tall and straight back, the long straight and slender legs, and the ten fingers like green onions when playing the piano...

Wen Baiyu: -mouth-

No, isn't this a gift that I originally put in a gift box to give to my brother?Why did it appear in his drawer? !

omg, what's in that box?

Wen Baiyu bounced off the stool and hit the edge of the table with his knee.

He hugged his feet in pain and jumped on the spot.

qaq

Is the social death group still short of members?

At this time, Yu Shuchen, who was sitting in the study and opening the gift, blushed for the first time.

Quickly closed the album, then opened it again.

No wonder……

No wonder Little Xingxing blushed suddenly when he handed it to him just now.

original,

so...

The author has something to say: Yu Shuchen: It turns out that Xingxing likes this posture.

This, that, will have to try in the future.