domestic hell grinder

When Yin Zhao woke up in a daze, he saw the warm sunlight as soon as he opened his eyes.He sat up stiffly, and he was relieved after confirming that he was still at Yue Ling's house.

He opened the door and looked ahead with a slight frown—who else could that person standing furtively in front of the room at the end be, besides Si Yuan.

"My brother said it can't be close here."

Yin Zhao had almost no footsteps when he walked, so he was startled by Si Yuan. He stroked his heart several times: "Can you stomp the floor louder when you walk?"

"My brother is sleeping."

Siyuan stared at him for a while, then narrowed his eyes again with a smile: "Xiao Yinzhao, don't you wonder what's inside?"

"Not curious."

"But I'm curious."

"Then you stand here and watch for a while." Yin Zhao wanted to leave after yawning.

Siyuan grabbed him: "Do you think Yue Ling has any special hobbies and puts certain things in it?"

"My brother's life is poor, what hobbies can he have?" Yin Zhao looked at Siyuan with disgust, "You don't want to like something yourself, just think that others like it too."

Si Yuan didn't refute him, but Yin Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he saw those crooked smiling eyes.

Sure enough, two seconds later, Yin Zhao's head began to hurt suddenly.

"Stop, stop! Stop making trouble."

Siyuan withdrew his trick in an instant, and said to Yin Zhao who was pressing his temple: "Little ghost~ Although I am not impermanent anymore, as for you, I can still use a little plan to teach you a lesson."

Yin Zhao rolled his eyes: "All right, all right, I won't talk back. By the way, aren't you and Yue Ling old friends for many years? Ask him directly out of curiosity."

Siyuan flattened his mouth slightly: "If I can ask, I don't need to stand here and watch."

"Even if you want to sneak around, you should come in at night. What are you doing here early in the morning?"

"Eat breakfast."

Yin Zhao:?

Siyuan smiled at him meaningfully: "I've heard about what happened two days ago. Yue Ling didn't agree to replace you in the underworld, and you didn't want to leave Yue Ling. The reason was that you were good at cooking, and Yue Ling Ling also likes to eat."

Yin Zhao: "...Aren't you not in the underworld?"

"How big our circle is, I will know as we pass it on."

Yin Zhao: ... Sure enough, gossip is the commonality of all living things.

He glanced at the time: "There are still two hours before my brother wakes up. It won't taste so good after a long time. Let's not make it."

"You...this person...is simply unreasonable."

"You guys are so noisy." A slightly hoarse voice came from not far away because of not waking up.

The two were stunned at the same time, and both looked at the figure leaning against the door.

"It's all to blame—"

Yin Zhao took the first step: "Don't blame Siyuan, he came to visit and didn't have breakfast yet. I thought my brother didn't get up so soon, so I planned to put it aside for a while, and then I talked to him a few more words."

Siyuan: ...This person plays a lot every day.

Yue Ling lazily rubbed his eyes: "You guys go downstairs, I'll go down after changing clothes."

"Yue Ling, it's okay, you continue to sleep, Yin Zhao and I don't like to make trouble, and we won't quarrel." Siyuan said.

Yue Ling killed with an angry look in his eyes: "After you said that last time, you broke a vase in my room and used it as my alarm clock."

Yin Zhao was afraid that the flames of war would harm him, so he directly took Siyuan away by the neck: "Brother, see you later."

When he was going down the stairs, Siyuan finally came to his senses and pulled his hand away: "You have two faces."

"slightly."

"Why can't Yue Ling take you back?"

Yin Zhao said proudly, "Guess."

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

When Yue Ling changed his clothes and went downstairs with a loose ponytail, he just saw Yin Zhao coming out with breakfast. He carefully divided it into three parts, and one of them... shrunk.

Little kid.There was a slight upward curve on Yue Ling's lips, but it disappeared after walking over.

Siyuan stared at the piece in front of him: "Yin Zhao, you have double standards."

"There is really nothing in the refrigerator, I have to buy it again." Yin Zhao said without guilt.

"You—" Si Yuan was furious, and when he was about to turn back, he caught a glimpse of Yue Ling who was stepping on the blanket out of the corner of his eye, so he changed the subject, "Your model really doesn't like to eat."

Yin Zhao looked at him with big and clever eyes: "Brother, is it true?"

Yue Ling: "You don't need to think deeply about what you said about Siyuan, it applies to everything in the future."

The arc of Yin Zhao's mouth deepened a lot: "Okay."

Quaternary:?

After the quarrel, Yin Zhao's mood inevitably fell into the anxiety of last night. He couldn't help raising his eyes and sneaking glances at Yue Ling again and again, for fear that he would suddenly "announce" his decision after a night of thinking, even his last night. Love's slippery egg also turned into a tasteless cloud in the mouth, and this breakfast was really a bit of a disappointment.

"Yin Zhao." Yue Ling put down the tableware.

"Hey." The spoon in Yin Zhao's hand shook off somehow.

"Let Siyuan take you today."

"Take me? Where do you take me?"

"You can go anywhere."

Yin Zhao's tone was a little flustered: "Brother, you don't want me anymore?"

Yue Ling deliberately avoided his pitiful eyes, and said: "The judge said that you can't be kept in captivity, so you should go out more. I don't like going out, so it's better to let Siyuan take you around."

Yin Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became serious every two seconds: "Four yuan? He will fix—"

Siyuan covered his mouth in time: "Yue Ling, leave it to me."

Yue Ling frowned slightly: "Let go of people."

Yin Zhao slowed down and said, "Is it okay to change people to look at me?"

"Siyuan will not be softer than me, you can rest assured."

Yin Zhao: ...That's why I don't feel relieved.

However, you won't have to be with the four yuan every day in the future, right?Yin Zhao's brows gradually tightened.

Yue Ling noticed his strangeness: "What's wrong."

"Brother, will you take me with you in the future?"

"Take it," Yue Ling paused, "It's just that I was a little tired yesterday, and I'm going to rest at home today."

Si Yuan didn't seem to have any objections, and he finished eating contentedly: "Yue Ling, the little cook you found is really good."

Yin Zhao supported his head with his hands, turned his head to Si Yuan, then rolled his eyes, but his tone was still innocent and gentle: "Can't you just praise me?"

Quaternary: ...absolutely.

When looking back, Yue Ling had already sat back on the sofa, Yin Zhao got up quickly, and said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Siyuan, you really have to clean up the dishes, it's not right, but you've already done it It's hard for me to grab it back, the dishwasher is in the corner."

Quaternary:?

"Brother, see you tonight." Yin Zhao said goodbye to Yue Ling very solemnly when he was pulled away by Si Yuan.

"Are you tired of acting like this every day?" Siyuan's mouth twitched slightly.

"Play a fart, I am sincere to my brother."

"what?!"

"I really... really treat my brother well."

Siyuan waved his hand: "I know, I know, I don't listen to these things."

"where are we going?"

Siyuan blinked slyly, and when he smiled at him, he lost his eyes: "Good place."

"I declare in advance that I'm not interested in those sensual things." Yin Zhao swallowed back what should have been followed.

Otherwise, Yue Ling would definitely be unhappy.

Siyuan slapped his head; "I haven't thought of it if you don't tell me."

Yin Zhao:?

It was only when Yin Zhao saw the flashing game city that he realized that he really was thinking too much.

However, when he saw some kind of mysterious machine, his heart moved, and even his eyes became slightly bright.

"Four yuan, buy coins."

Siyuan regretted endlessly: "Oops, I forgot to ask Yue Ling for money."

However, Yin Zhao was in high spirits, and if he didn't buy it, he would definitely be annoyed to death.

As for Siyuan's later feelings-don't ask, asking is regret.He originally thought that Yin Zhao asked for coins to play racing cars or to shoot guns, or even to play with the dance machine at the door, but who knew he was going to pick up dolls!

Yin Zhao probably sensed the frozen eyes of the person next to him, but he didn't bother to explain for a while.

Why is Yue Ling so good-tempered?Siyuan sighed, and he roughly thought of the way the two got along.

Si Yuan thought that Yin Zhao was just on a whim, but he didn't expect that Yin Zhao caught one after another.But... why is this guy's technique so good?I haven't caught it yet.

No, no, when it wasn't about this, Siyuan coughed: "Yin Zhao, do you know how much Yue Ling's house costs per square meter? You put these here."

"I put it on my bed."

Yin Zhao's answer seems to be casual, but in fact it is not perfunctory.After all, thinking about facing some strange "companions" from time to time at night, Yin Zhao just wanted to stuff the empty bed with things, so as to mentally fight against the "mysterious person" outside the window.

After 10 minutes, Yin Zhao finally stopped and looked at Siyuan: "This, you have a way to pretend?"

Siyuan waved one hand, and all the puppets in Yin Zhao's arms disappeared: "If you take it, it's mine."

"I'll ask Yue Ling to get it back."

"you--"

Yin Zhao lightly turned back to Siyuan and pointed to his finger: "I want to play racing."

Siyuan took a few deep breaths, and finally persuaded himself to take him to play with the reason that he would not agree to Yue Ling next time he was killed.

"Yin Zhao, turn left, turn left, you idiot!"

"Yin Zhao, don't make detours, there is no time!"

"Yin Zhao, turn the steering wheel, hurry up!"

"If I lose this game, I really have no coins!"

......

On the screen, the car slammed into the railing, and the rear end was still smoking, which made Yin Zhao's hand holding the steering wheel tremble suddenly.

Teammates gameover, Siyuan naturally played harder, and did not notice that something was wrong with Yin Zhao's face.

my head hurts...

Yin Zhao put his hands against his temples, and amidst the noise, he felt as if someone had grabbed his wrist, and then slowly lowered it.

Yin Zhao turned his head away, his pupils dilated slightly.

Yue Ling's dark and deep pupils were also looking at him, with a puzzled expression on his face, as if he was asking him silently.