Focus interviews speak with facts, and Lai Xuanyao uses facts to prove the gap between brain supplement and reality, love and life.

Brainstorming friendship may not be so long, but you will never be able to make up for the unexpected surprises in life.

After Yu Yicheng served him the hot bowl of potatoes, vegetables and egg noodles, Lai Xuanyao's machismo thoughts began to flood. No matter what the taste is, as long as it is made by Yuebai, I think it is delicious!

That's what he imagined.

"How is it?" Yu Yicheng put his hands on the table and asked Lai Xuanyao who was eating happily.

"It's a bit hot", Lai Xuanyao swallowed the noodles whole, sucking in air.

Yu Yicheng handed over a cup of cold water, "Eat slowly, and be careful not to burn your tongue. I mean, how does it taste?"

"smell?"

Lai Xuanyao picked up a few with chopsticks and put them in his mouth, pretending to chew for a while, nodded, and shook his head again.

"The idea is very good, just..."

"What is it? Brother Lai, finish your sentence in one go." Yu Yicheng looked anxious, desperately wanting to be affirmed by Lai Xuanyao.

Lai Xuanyao was thinking about how to say the word "not delicious" without hurting others. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally choked out a sentence, "A bit sweet?"

"Sweet? I obviously put salt." Yu Yicheng picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few mouthfuls, "It's not sweet."

"No." Lai Xuanyao took out the tissue paper on the table and wiped his mouth, "I mean the taste of noodles is a bit bland. Tian is... a dialect."

"Oh", Yu Yicheng lowered his head and stopped talking.

Seeing that Yu Yicheng seemed disappointed, Lai Xuanyao panicked.

But...with potatoes, vegetables and eggs, it seems that there is no salt at all...

Such a bowl of noodles made Lai Xuanyao boast to the sky, he was really embarrassed, he felt his chest and groaned, he was really not used to flattering.

He is used to being flattered by others.

"It's actually quite delicious. It's good to change the taste once in a while if you're used to eating big fish and meat. Modern people eat so greasy. Light food is suitable for health preservation, really."

Lai Xuanyao had a sincere face, and his sincere eyes were about to pop out, but Yu Yicheng's heart was not relieved.

Just as he was scratching his head, Yu Yicheng said, "Brother Lai, you don't need to comfort me, I know it's bad, I just... thought you like light food, so I did this."

"what?"

Yu Yicheng still lowered his head, as if a little embarrassed, "You ate all the egg fried rice I made that time, I thought you... like this kind of food."

Lai Xuanyao didn't know what to say, he could only look at Yu Yicheng in shock.

"Then put more salt next time when I make it!" Seemingly mustering up his courage, Yu Yicheng finally raised his head and looked into Lai Xuanyao's eyes and said.

"Actually, Brother Lai, if you think it's bad for salt, you should bring it up. If you didn't tell me, I thought you liked this taste. I don't know you..."

Lai Xuanyao was stunned by Yu Yicheng's words. He looked at Yu Yicheng's face that was slightly flushed from shyness and those tender red lips, and kissed him impulsively.

There is a table and two bowls of hot noodles on the table.

So, mixed with sorrow and joy, Lai Xuanyao was scalded by the bowl of hot noodles.

"Fuck!" Lai Xuanyao turned over and sat down on the sofa beside Yu Yicheng, shaking his pants to fan the wind.

"Brother Lai, are you okay?" Yu Yicheng quickly tore the paper on the table to help Lai Xuanyao wipe his crotch. It was such a coincidence that the key part was wetted by the knocked down bowl of noodles.

The light that suddenly flashed on the glass window seemed to be the reflection of some sequins.

Lai Xuanyao ignored his pants, pulled Yu Yicheng up and sat behind him, looking out the window vigilantly.

"What's the matter?" Yu Yicheng was still holding a few balls of tissues in his hands, looking at Lai Xuanyao inexplicably.

Lai Xuanyao was silent for a few seconds before pointing to the curtain that was blown up by the wind, and asked Yu Yicheng behind him, "Why did the window suddenly open?"

"I opened it to ventilate the room. Brother Lai, what are you looking at? What happened just now?"

"It seems that someone is spying on you, I saw the reflected light."

"Ah?!" Yu Yicheng was taken aback by this sentence, "I am a big man, what is there to be peeked at?"

Lai Xuanyao got up, and closed the window under the cover of the blown curtain, then turned his head and carefully looked at the slender Yu Yicheng, who had red lips, white eyebrows, and clear eyes.

Forget it, don't hurt his self-esteem.

"Do you want to call the police?" Yu Yicheng looked at Lai Xuanyao who seemed very nervous, and realized that the problem seemed serious...

"It's useless to call the police, and it's still not sure what the other party wants to do, whether it's really peeping, calling the police will only cause unnecessary disputes."

Lai Xuanyao walked over and sat beside Yu Yicheng, looking at his trousers and the overturned bowl of noodles speechlessly.

Really incomprehensible noodles.

"Then what should we do now?" Yu Yicheng was a little anxious, and an inexplicable fear suddenly surged in his heart. He unconsciously reached out and touched his stomach that was pierced not long ago, trembling with lingering fear.

Lai Xuanyao held Yu Yicheng in his arms comfortingly, and patted him on the back, "It's okay, Brother Lai is still here, what are you afraid of."

Yu Yicheng bit his lip and did not speak, and slowly felt at ease under Lai Xuanyao's gentle pat.

"Would you be afraid if there lived a pervert who liked to peep across the street?" Lai Xuanyao asked intentionally.

"Nonsense," Yu Yicheng broke free from Lai Xuanyao's arms, frowned and said, "Don't scare me, I'm relatively timid."

"Haha, I don't want to scare you," Lai Xuanyao patted Yu Yicheng's head.

"But, why would someone spy on me?" Yu Yicheng glanced at the window again, not understanding why this happened suddenly.

"You are an artist now. Being an artist will inevitably lead to scandals. How did the scandals come about? Aren't they all secretly photographed? Do you understand?"

Yu Yicheng nodded deeply, "I know, I've read the newspapers, and there are many photos of artists secretly taken."

"Yes." Lai Xuanyao approached Yu Yicheng, "Yuebai, why don't you go live with me first, I don't worry about you being here alone."

"Is it that serious?" Yu Yicheng watched as Lai Xuanyao patted his hands, his heart pounding.

"What do you think, just in case?"

"……All right".

Yu Yicheng tidied up the things in the house, packed a few pieces of clothes, and finally took the bag of trash with him before going out.

Throwing away the garbage, he followed Lai Xuanyao into the car, and when he got into the car, Yu Yicheng realized that the car they were riding in was not the one they came from, it was an off-road vehicle.

"This is?"

"This is my friend's car. Don't worry. My friend is a private detective. I have contacted him just now. Let him handle everything."

"..." Yu Yicheng was taken aback by Lai Xuanyao's casual tone. Is the private detective a friend?Why is it so messy, like a TV show.

"I always thought that artists just sing, sing and dance. I didn't expect to play hide-and-seek like in the underworld. There are really private detectives."

"Are you still young?" Lai Xuanyao smiled and drove out of the community.

The off-road vehicle was driving on the empty road, Yu Yicheng was silent, not knowing what to say.

Ask Brother Lai why he suddenly kissed him just now?

Brother Lai seemed to just want to protect him.

But peeping needs protection?Brother Lai is trying to protect him from being seen?

——Why did you kiss me just now.

——Did I kiss you just now?

What if the conversation becomes like this...

Yu Yicheng's mind was running fast, and he didn't dare to get to the real reason when he went around.

He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask, a little eager to know the answer but more afraid of knowing the answer.

If Big Brother Lai really just rushed over to protect him and kissed him just now, would it be hypocritical for him to ask directly now?

Even if he was angry and was kissed suddenly, shouldn't he have asked just now?

After much deliberation, Yu Yicheng finally decided to forget it.

Leave a little leeway and fantasize when you can't sleep in the middle of the night.

Yu Yicheng also thought of the TV series he had watched with Lai Xuanyao. He hadn't paid attention to it before, but now that he recalled it, there seemed to be quite a few intimate scenes with women.

Like that "Love Me for 1 Years", there seems to be a 3-minute kiss scene.

Looking at how Brother Lai was acting with those women, Brother Lai seemed to like women.

The more Yu Yicheng thought about it, the more sad he felt. This was his first kiss, so there was no name left.

"Go to bed if you're sleepy," Lai Xuanyao said, turning his head to look at Yu Yicheng.

"Ok".

Lai Xuanyao turned his head and glanced again, all kinds of emotions rushed to him.

I really couldn't hold back and kissed him just now, I don't know if I frightened this guy.

According to common sense, according to the thinking of a normal man, it would be strange if he didn't fall over when he heard someone he liked say such affectionate words.

It was such a twists and turns just to kiss him once, and Lai Xuanyao was speechless at the empty road.

The road to love is bumpy.

The car drove all the way to Lai Xuanyao's residence, which was a wealthy villa area on the outskirts of the city.

Lai Xuanyao turned off the engine and turned around to see that the person in the co-pilot had fallen asleep.

The cramped space in the car is the best place to boost your adrenaline. Separated by dozens of centimeters, each other's smell and breath blend together.

Lai Xuanyao got up slightly, and carefully looked at Yu Yicheng's sleeping face.

The inside of the car was already pitch black, only the moonlight came in from the car window, and sprinkled on Yu Yicheng's well-behaved sleeping face.

Lai Xuanyao stared at it for a while, then stood up slightly, his chest was filled with the smell of the jasmine-scented laundry detergent that Yu Yicheng used.

Combined with Yu Yicheng's smell of a clean boy, it is undoubtedly the strongest aphrodisiac for Lai Xuanyao who has been dry for a long time without rain.

What should I do, Yuebai.

I feel like I'm suffocating myself before I get you.

Lai Xuanyao felt a certain part of himself pouted slowly, unwilling to show weakness.

Damn, I must post it tonight!Lai Xuanyao said fiercely in his heart.

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