Grandpa is here!

Jiang Baifan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Pei Min originally looked up at him straight up, but now she seemed to be afraid of something, lowered her head abruptly, and asked in a trembling voice: "You, are you homophobic?"

"Ah?" Jiang Baifan came back to his senses, hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said, "How come? Now it's not that kind of old feudal society, love is such a thing, regardless of age, regardless of height, let alone gender."

After Jiang Baifan finished speaking, he consciously crawled to the other side of the bed with his pillow in his arms, lay down and buried his face in the quilt.

I can't tell, Pei Min's hobbies are quite special, and I don't know which lucky person he likes.

tsk...

Jiang Baifan thought about it, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Damn!These days, women are chased by men, and men are chased by men. These days, love is regardless of age, height, or gender. Why is no one chasing him?

It's really a dog.

I think he is not ugly, and his personality is not bad, so why is no one chasing him?

The more Jiang Baifan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he was. Pulling back the quilt for a while, he thought for a while and asked again: "Last time you said that the person you like is a boy? Does he know that you like the same sex?"

"I know." Pei Min nodded, but he just knew it.

Jiang Baifan sat up again, and tentatively asked: "Then what is his attitude?"

"I don't know, and I can't see what his attitude is."

"Does he resent it?"

Pei Min glanced sideways, and looked at Jiang Baifan without any trace, and there was no disgust or disgust on the face of the person opposite.

Pei Min breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and then said, "It seems not."

"That's good." Jiang Baifan slowed down, and asked gossip again: "It's been so long, have you caught up with him yet?"

"Not yet." Pei Min shook his head: "I'm chasing."

"how is the progress?"

"no progress."

Jiang Baifan said "oh", subconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt and played with it for a while, then suddenly said: "Is your method useless? Let me teach you a little bit."

"Oh?" Pei Min looked at him in surprise: "What good method do you have?"

"Of course there is." Jiang Baifan cleared his throat, and counted with his fingers one by one: "The first trick is to send charcoal in the snow, appearing when he needs you most, so that he will feel that you care about him. Then Often create encounters..."

Pei Min was taken aback after hearing this, why are these moves so familiar?

Oh shit!Nine dollars and nine dollars are spent, and the 108 ways of chasing people taught by the master of Ganqing and Emotion turned out to be a bad street routine?

Jiang Baifan spoke out all the tricks taught by the emotional master in an orderly manner, and finally added: "You can use the method I said to chase people."

"I have used all of your methods."

"Have you used them all?" Jiang Baifan blinked his eyes in surprise, but couldn't see it!Did a person who is usually so calm and indifferent actually do all these things?

Tsk!It's a pity that the target of chasing is not him... Bah!wrong!It's a pity that he didn't see it, and felt that he missed a hundred million.

Jiang Baifan bit his lower lip and asked curiously, "Does that work?"

"No." Pei Min's voice was obviously sullen.

"Then..." Jiang Baifan crumpled the quilt, looked at the lost expression of the other party, didn't know what to say for a while, and comforted him for a long time: "Don't worry, take your time."

Pei Min nodded: "Yes."

"Good night then." Jiang Baifan lay down and looked at the snow-white ceiling, probably disturbed by the noise of the rain outside the window, and couldn't sleep for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain outside the window stopped.

I don't know how long it took until there was a rustling sound outside the window.

Jiang Baifan hadn't fallen asleep yet, and the four candles on the table were only a little bit left, and the wicks of the candles were faltering, and they would soon be extinguished.

Jiang Baifan's black eyeballs were still rolling in the dim candlelight, and he looked extraordinarily energetic. He listened to the strange sound outside the window, thought for a while, got up quietly, and opened the curtain to take a look.

It was snowing outside, the snow as big as a goose feather drifted down slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a thin layer of snow piled up on the window sill.

After playing for a while, Jiang Baifan felt his hands were a little cold, so he was ready to go back to bed and sleep.

Turning around, she saw that Pei Min hadn't slept yet, and at some point got up and sat on the edge of the bed facing his direction.

The light in the room was too dark, so dark that Jiang Baifan couldn't see whether Pei Min was looking at Xue or him.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Jiang Baifan asked.

"Can't sleep."

"Are you sure about the bed?"

"perhaps."

"It's snowing outside!"

"Well, it's beautiful."

The question and answer between the two seemed harmonious, but Jiang Baifan always felt that Pei Min seemed to be more taciturn now.

If you don't ask him, he won't talk.

Asked him, and the answer was as short as it could be.

And most of the time in a daze, or silent.

Jiang Baifan didn't ask him what happened, but maybe he could guess something without asking.

For those who celebrate the New Year, who doesn't go home to celebrate the New Year?Who doesn't want a family reunion?

But Pei Min didn't.

Does he not need affection?

No, the two have been together for so long, Jiang Baifan knows very well that Pei Min actually wants it too.

No one is not afraid of being alone.

Then why is Pei Min still outside after the New Year's Eve?Why doesn't he go home?

If he hadn't seen the familiar scenery behind him today and took him over, then this year's Chinese New Year would probably be spent alone for him.

Why is this happening?

Even if Pei Min didn't say anything, Jiang Baifan could more or less guess a little bit.

After the parents divorced and had a reorganized family, the children couldn't integrate into either side.

Jiang Baifan sighed, sat back on the bed, thought for a while, took the pillow, and stuffed it next to Pei Min.

Pei Min was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"I can't sleep anyway, I'll tell you a story!" Jiang Baifan said as he climbed into the quilt and lay down next to Pei Min, adding: "Don't worry, I sleep well at night. won't touch you."

The two of them got a little closer, Pei Min looked at the face in front of him, and suddenly his mouth became dry, he shrank back, nodded hoarsely, and said "Yeah", "Say it."

"Actually, the story last time hasn't been finished yet, and there is still a follow-up."

Pei Min said, "Which one?"

"It's Jiang Qingshan who came to me in pants and a bath towel on New Year's Eve..."

"Is there a follow-up?"

"Of course." Jiang Baifan cleared his throat, lay down on the pillow and continued talking about the past.

"Jiang Qingshan didn't say anything when he came back, but I was young at that time, and I was always afraid of getting into trouble. I was afraid that he would retaliate against me, so it was dark after dinner, and I still hid myself. The second uncle's house."

"My second uncle used to be a soldier and killed devils across the Yalu River. He is very serious and fierce, but he dotes on me very much!"

"So every time I get into trouble, I will hide at his house, and this time is no exception."

"It was very late when I went there that day. My second uncle was ready to go to bed after the New Year's Eve dinner. I didn't knock on the door, and I habitually crawled in through the window."

Pei Min: "..."

"Climb the window?"

Pei Min looked a little speechless, Jiang Baifan scratched his head, and explained: "I didn't lie to you, don't believe me! Let me tell you, the windows of old houses at that time were made of that kind of thin round wood. The gaps between each column are so wide that children can climb in."

"Oh." Pei Min nodded and whispered, "What happened next?"

"Listen to me slowly." Jiang Baifan continued: "Usually, I can easily climb in through the window, but it's not Chinese New Year's Eve that day! The dishes at Wu Ge's are much better than usual. I eat A little too much, and then..."

"And then?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Pei Min could only ask.

Jiang Baifan smiled awkwardly, and said embarrassedly: "Then I got stuck on the window, that is, my head and upper body went in, but my stomach, buttocks and feet were outside..."

Pei Min was taken aback, looked at Jiang Baifan, then looked at the window outside, and for some reason, he made up his mind, the scene was too funny.

Pei Min couldn't hold back a low laugh for a while, the laughter was inexplicably relaxed, as if all the depression in the past few days had been laughed out.

Jiang Baifan blushed a little from his smile, and it took him a long time to say: "Stop laughing, I haven't finished talking yet, if you laugh again, I won't say anything."

"Is there a follow-up?" Pei Min held back a smile and said, "I won't laugh anymore, tell me."

"Yes, I couldn't get in or out. I got stuck on the window, but I still managed to get in. Erbo's ears were sharp, and he heard the sneaking noises in the next room. He thought it was a mouse stealing the New Year's goods. That day It just so happened that there was a power outage, and then he came with a flashlight and a wooden stick to avoid the sound, but when he looked up, he saw me hanging on the window with a pale face..."

Pei Min: "Then is he scared?"

"No, my second uncle is very courageous. He has been on the battlefield, and he still has bullet fragments on his leg! But when he saw a man hanging on the window, he subconsciously took a step back, and then The crutch in his hand poked over the bucket on the side, and the water flowed out and soaked all the firecrackers behind the door."

Pei Min: "..."

Facing Pei Min's surprised gaze, Jiang Baifan smiled "hehe", and said confidently: "Why are you looking at me like this? Who didn't have any embarrassing things when they were young!"

"En." Pei Min nodded cooperatively.

"But I'm a good boy, I know my mistakes and I can correct them." Jiang Baifan stroked the hair on the side of his ear, and continued: "I feel guilty again for doing something wrong, those firecrackers will be used tomorrow morning, so, While the second uncle fell asleep, I started to remedy it."

Pei Min asked in surprise, "Can firecrackers be remedied if they get wet?"

"Of course, a child's imagination is invincible." Jiang Baifan raised his chin and said arrogantly: "Usually when anything gets wet at home, it is roasted with fire, so..."

"So?" Pei Min suddenly had a bad feeling.

"So I went to the back kitchen to light the stove, and then put the wet firecrackers into the pot."

Pei Min: "..."

"That night, the whole village heard my cries."

"What? Was he beaten by the second uncle?"

"No, it was blown up by firecrackers, can you imagine? The whole pot was blown up by me."

"puff……"

"Don't laugh! There is still a follow-up to this matter."

"Anything else?" Pei Minren was dumbfounded, looking up at the obedient and clever person opposite him, he couldn't imagine how mischievous he was when he was a child.

"let me tell you……"

It was probably in the early hours of the morning, and Pei Min could vaguely hear the crowing of a rooster, and Jiang Baifan's chattering voice gradually weakened. Gradually, Pei Min could only hear his steady and slow breathing.

"Are you asleep?" Pei Min tentatively asked softly.

Jiang Baifan didn't make a sound, and the only response to him was a vague murmur.

Pei Min gave a low laugh, stuffed his hands into the quilt, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt up to the position of his neck, and then lay down back to his own position.

After a while, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he turned his head and stared at him for a while.

There were only two of the four red candles left, and the light in the room became even darker.

Pei Min lightly narrowed his eyes, and looked at him quietly for a while under the faint candlelight, as if he couldn't hold back, he approached him lightly.

The two were so close that they could see the fine hairs on Jiang Baifan's face.

And Jiang Baifan's shallow breath, like catkins flying on the river bank, scratched Pei Min's nose numb and itchy.

Pei Min rolled his Adam's apple up and down, held his breath and moved closer, using the dim candlelight to size up the person in front of him even more recklessly.

In the eyes of lovers, the blessing of Xi Shi's filter appears, Pei Min only thinks that the more he looks, the more beautiful he looks.

But having said that, Jiang Baifan's appearance is nothing to talk about. There are so many beautiful women in the south of the city. He, the "school belle" voted by everyone, naturally deserves his reputation.

Her skin was snow-white, her lips were red and moist, as if she had applied a layer of rouge, and her usually moist eyes were covered by crow-feather-like eyelashes, which only cast a thick shadow on the lower eyelids.

Pei Min couldn't help stretching out his hand, and used his fingertips to draw his eyebrows and eyes in vain, followed by the high/straight bridge of the nose, and his fingertips gradually moved down, stopping at the ruddy lips to linger...

The touch under the fingertips is too soft, and people can't help but want to stay longer.

Pei Min took a breath of fire/heat, and felt that his head was congested/bloody. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he withdrew his hand and gritted his teeth and backed away.

But the sleeping person felt the heat source leave, and subconsciously squeezed forward, and then retracted into his arms again.

The red candle burned out again at some point.

Pei Min took a breath, only felt his heart beating like a drum, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. Finally, he couldn't suppress the desire in his heart, mustered up his courage, and slowly moved over, holding his breath, in the river. Bai Fan pressed a kiss lightly on his lips.

After a pause, he quickly staggered away like a thief. The whole process was faster than a superficial touch, but in just a second, he was already out of breath...