domestic hell grinder

In order not to fall for some weird tricks, Yin Zhao decided not to leave Yue Ling's sight for a moment.It's just that he can really sleep. Yin Zhao has watched the housekeeper slowly watering the roses in the whole garden, and there is no sign of Yue Ling waking up.

Yin Zhao just averted his eyes for a moment to help Yue Ling pull out the hair on the side of his face, and then turned his gaze back to the housekeeper, only to find that it happened to have lost a hand, but it didn't seem to notice, and continued to walk forward.

"Hey," Yin Zhao subconsciously stepped forward, "Your hand fell off."

Skeleton No. 4723 turned around slowly, just looking at him fixedly.

Yin Zhao pointed again: "Your hand fell off."

Sensing that it seemed to be difficult to bow his head, Yin Zhao sighed and bent down to pick up the cool bone hand.

When handing it over to No. 4723, it stiffly nodded twice, then stretched out its surviving hand to take it, and before Yin Zhao could clearly see the operation, he quickly attached the severed hand.

However, what Yin Zhao didn't expect was that the skeleton butler would turn around slowly, and folded a rose from the flowerbed and handed it to him.

Yin Zhao was frightened by this behavior, and froze from eyes to movements for a moment.

The skeleton butler's hand holding the rose still hasn't retracted.

Yin Zhao hesitated, and finally accepted the housekeeper's kindness, but the moment he touched the flower branch, he was stabbed in the hand unexpectedly, and the flower fell suddenly.

Yin Zhao always thought that the skeleton butler was inconvenient to move, but he didn't expect it to pick up the roses very neatly, and handed them to Yin Zhao again.

Seeing that its enthusiasm remained undiminished, Yin Zhao could only accept it quickly, nodded slightly and flew back to Yue Ling's side immediately.

After seeing the housekeeper leave, Yin Zhao's tense nerves relaxed.He listened to Yue Ling's shallow breathing for a moment, and then a cunning flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Yue Ling for a while, and then he broke the rose into two halves at the place where the stems meet, one half fell to the ground, and the other half... stuck in Yue Ling's ear.

Yue Ling has always been ethereal and cold in Yin Zhao's eyes, but he didn't expect that there would be no half-divided sense of division between the bright roses and him.Yin Zhao admitted that he did stare blankly for a few seconds, but what happened to this inexplicable urge to laugh?

After Yin Zhao quickly took a picture with the mobile phone Yue Ling bought for him, he lowered his head and laughed for a while.

Of course, when he raised his eyes and saw Yue Ling staring at him quietly, the change in his expression was once wonderful.

"Brother...brother, you're awake." Yin Zhao subconsciously hid the phone.

"What are you laughing at?" Yue Ling's rolling eyes were full of confusion.

Yin Zhao turned his head quickly and wondered if there was a way to quietly remove the flowers without Yue Ling's eyes closing--in fact, there was no.

Yue Ling just lowered his head slightly, and the roses in his ears slid down.

"Yin, photo." Yue Ling's tone was a little colder.

Yin Zhao looked at him very, very aggrieved: "I picked the most beautiful flower in the entire garden for you, brother, aren't you happy?"

"?"

Although Yue Ling's expression still meant "I don't believe it but you can continue to make up", but he didn't continue to care about it, he just looked up at the darkening sky.

"Have I slept for a long time?"

Yin Zhao took advantage of his inadvertence and secretly stuffed roses into his pocket: "It's been a long time, but I don't mind waiting."

"That..." Yue Ling paused, "Be quiet when you sleep at night."

Yin Zhao was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.

...Probably probably because of his poor sleeping posture...he kicked Yue Ling a few times.As for how he guessed it, it was naturally because when he woke up before, he could always find that the things that belonged to the bed were lying on the floor.

"Then how about I sleep back on the sofa?" Yin Zhao asked tentatively.

"...You rolled off the ground and I have to pull you up, it takes a lot of effort."

The night before flying over Xiacheng, Yue Ling did sit in the living room without sleep all night, and witnessed Yin Zhao, who was obviously shrunk into a ball, suddenly roll off the sofa several times, but he didn't know it.

Yin Zhao smiled happily: "Then I will continue to sleep with brother."

Yue Ling propped his forehead and sighed lightly.

The night spread endlessly like ink, and even the crescent moon hanging in the sky was stained with the strangeness of Xiacheng.

Yin Zhao did not expect that once the skeleton butler's enthusiasm was turned on, it would be difficult to get back.He received a cup of hot milk from it before going to bed.

Yin Zhao subconsciously stood a little sideways, and turned his head to signal Yue Ling, who was half leaning on the bed, to look over.

Yue Ling casually brushed away the side hair that slightly covered her eyes, and settled on the glass of milk on the tray.

After a while, Yue Ling said slowly: "It brought your own things to you."

"So you can drink?"

"Well, you can do whatever you want."

"Thank you," Yin Zhao took the milk, and then looked seriously at the butler's empty eye sockets, "But I won't bother you in the future."

The butler nodded slowly, then turned and left holding the tray.

After drinking the milk, Yin Zhao took the initiative to explain: "I helped it retrieve a hand."

"Besides Ling An, it actually recognizes other people..." Yue Ling thoughtfully.

"Yes, I also think it's kind." After Yin Zhao wiped off the milk dripping from the corner of his mouth, he fell onto the bed with ease.I don't know if it was because Yue Ling was by his side, or because he drank hot milk, he fell asleep very quickly tonight.

And Yue Ling slept the whole afternoon, so naturally he wasn't even half tired at this time.The silvery white moonlight shone in sparingly, only illuminating half of the clusters of flower buds on the window sill, while the other half clusters in full bloom were hidden in the darkness.He stared at this for a while, until Yin Zhao's gentle breathing brought back his fascinated thoughts.

Yue Ling tilted his head slightly, glanced down, with a helpless expression.

It was the same scene as last night.

What Yin Zhao didn't know was that the reason Yue Ling couldn't sleep was not because he was punching and kicking, but because he had no sense of boundaries and occupied half of Yue Ling's pillow when he fell asleep.

However, Yin Zhao's body was covered with wounds cut by glass, and Yue Ling wanted to throw him away, but he didn't know where to start.

That's all... let's make do.

When Yin Zhao woke up, he was choked by a burst of fragrant flowers.He coughed several times, and the moment he opened his eyes, he suddenly suspected that he was blind, otherwise how could he be in the darkness.

No, it's not that I'm blind, this place is already dark.

Yin Zhao turned his head stiffly, and vaguely saw the sleeping skeleton facing him.