Choose me next year, I'm super sweet

Lin Yi wanted to say, just put me on the sofa, but before he could say it, Chu Yu had already stood up.

Chu Yu hugged his waist with one hand and supported his thigh with the other. Lin Yi was almost sitting on his arm, but Lin Yi thought he was a man weighing more than 100 kilograms, so hanging on Chu Yu's body when flirting was treated as special treatment. Now that Chu Yu had to pack his things, he still hung up on what he looked like.

"Put me down." Lin Yi grabbed Chu Yu's neck and lifted his weight.

Chu Yu didn't care about it: "It's okay, just hold it."

At the dining table, Chu Yu let go of Lin Yi's waist, and Lin Yi grabbed Chu Yu's shoulders, trying to reduce his weight as much as possible.

"It's okay, you're not heavy, just stay there." Chu Yu patted Lin Yi's butt with his backhand.

What Chu Yu cared about was that Lin Yi was holding his legs tightly around his waist.

I reached out to pick up the bag, and sorted out the contents first. Because it was sealed in plastic, the food shrank into a large hard cake in the bag. Judging from the red color and the pepper inside, it was fried. of meat.

"It's spicy chicken. My dad's spicy chicken is delicious. We can heat up a portion for supper later."

Chu Yu changed hands and put it in the refrigerator, then reached in and took another portion, it was still spicy chicken, each portion was a lot, and it was a heavy and thick bag.

Then there is bacon, a whole knife of bacon, cut into two short pieces, and packed in two plastic bags.

Because it is homemade, it is enough to take the amount for a few days. If there is too much, it will not be fresh. A bag of food will soon see the bottom, and it will be the same in the end.

"It's a big sausage." Lin Yi informed Chu Yu in advance.

The reason why Lin Yi wanted to emphasize a big word was because their sausages were much bigger than those in supermarkets or markets. With that thickness, the cut cross-section was not to mention full.

Chu Yu's hand holding the plastic bag stopped in the bag, looking down at Lin Yi's eyes: "How old is it?"

Lin Yi curled up his fingers, making a circle, and the tip of his thumb was just attached to the first joint of his index finger.

After Bibi, Lin Yi quickly raised his finger and pointed at the tip of Chu Yu's nose: "Don't think wrongly, don't make fun of my big sausage." He had to rely on these dishes to live.

The big sausage, cut into thin slices and steamed rice, although it is not the taste of authentic sausage rice, but it is the taste of his hometown since he was a child. The lard full of spices flows into the rice, and some vegetables and soy sauce are added to accompany it. The rice is oily and fragrant, and the taste is unique.

Chu Yu took out the sausage and weighed it in his hand. It was three complete pieces sealed together side by side, and looked sideways at Lin Yi: "It's not too big."

Lin Yi: "..."

Lin Yi heard a bang, it was Chu Yu's car starting.

The bag of sausages was thrown into the refrigerator, Chu Yu took a step forward, Lin Yi was placed on the counter, Chu Yu lowered his head, buried his neck and kissed him lightly.

He just kissed, and he used his deep and hoarse voice to discuss the sausage with Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was blushed by his various strange metaphors and words.

Only at this time, Chu Yu would lose the instinct to carefully protect Lin Yi, and wanted to bully Lin Yi until his face turned red. The more Lin Yi didn't want to hear it, the more Chu Yu wanted to say it.

The first time he tasted this kind of sweetness was by chance, he carefully put the big bananas into the blender cup, but didn't put all of them in. Lin Yi noticed it halfway through the blending, and asked him why he didn't put all of them in.

He tried his best to bear it, and repeated what Lin Yi said, didn't you say it was too much to put it all in?

The blender jar is so full it's going to break.

At that time, Lin Yi's face covered with fine beads of sweat suddenly blushed, from blush to chest.

Since then, his status as a bad taste has been established.

It's almost funny, Lin Yi's eyes are watery, and his eyes are bright and revealing a softness that he doesn't usually have. He is a refreshing and handsome man, and he will only become like this in front of Chu Yu.

Chu Yu's Adam's apple rolled up and down impatiently, and he kissed her deeply.

……

Chu Yu tried his best to be gentle, but Lin Yi's ankle was still in a very fragile state, so he could only hold it carefully in his arms.

Don't shake it, otherwise the sprained place will be shaken seriously again for some reason.

Fortunately, Lin Yi likes to exercise, and his flexibility has improved a lot recently. He put his injured leg on his shoulder, fixed his calf with one hand, and controlled the range of movements.

……

After cleaning, Lin Yi lay in Chu Yu's arms. It was the first time that he hated his injury so much. Because of this injury, Chu Yu didn't dare to act rashly, and it drove him crazy.

**

To eat a lollipop, Chu Yu gave Lin Yi a lollipop, milk and honey flavored.

But Lin Yi was injured and was not suitable for eating lollipops. He accidentally sprained his mouth and skin.

Chu Yu unwrapped the lollipop and put it in Lin Yi's mouth, letting him taste the candy.

Although Lin Yi didn't admit it, he hadn't eaten candy for several days. The moment he ate candy, his entire spine was numb from the tailbone up.

The feeling of having a lollipop in his mouth is very sweet, there is no other reason, because it was given to him by Chu Yu.

Chu Yu pinched the lollipop stick: "Be careful, don't touch the wound."

Chu Yu was very careful when feeding him the lollipop. The sugar kept moving in the fragile mucous membrane, making every inch of the mucous membrane feel the taste of sugar.

Gradually, Lin Yi wanted to eat more candy, but Chu Yu said that taking care of the injury was the most important thing, and he was ashamed not to express his inner thoughts.

The sweetness slowly and slowly spread in his body. What Lin Yi wanted was an intense and swift sweetness.

At first, Lin Yi would feel sweet even if he ate a little bit of candy, but now his appetite has been whetted, and Chu Yu is the culprit, because Chu Yu has been feeding him candy in that way all the time.

Such slow grinding, the feeling of wanting sugar after eating almost drove Lin Yi crazy, staring at the ceiling with his eyes lost.

Chu Yu touched his sweaty forehead: "Good boy."

**

On the other hand, Zhou Lan's vacation has also come to an end, and Jiao Lang is also living with him for the entire annual vacation.

The small one-bedroom apartment is just right for Zhou Lan to live alone, but it would be crowded if Jiao Lang is added. Zhou Lan dislikes Jiao Lang's insistence on crowding with him.

But Jiao Lang has gotten a little bit of Zhou Lan's pulse recently, so Zhou Lan has nothing to do with him.

Every time Zhou Lan showed displeasure, he hugged him from behind, wrapped his arms around his shoulders to his waist, then kissed his neck, and then said something nasty, Zhou Lan instantly softened, what kind of temper? Can't send it out.

If it was more unpleasant, such as asking him why he didn't go home, and mocking his family members, they must be desperate to find him.

Talking about this kind of topic will be endless, and Zhou Lan's emotions will become more and more agitated inexplicably. At this time, there is no need to say anything, just hug the person, and the nearest place, sofa, dining table, anywhere is fine.

The forced and violent applause first made Zhou Lan lost in the joyful congratulations, and then there were no problems.

In short, Jiao Lang knew very well what he was most satisfied with Zhou Lan.

Zhou Lan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. If his bathroom wasn't too small and stretched, with Jiao Lang's quick learning method, he would definitely be squeezed into the same bathroom with him.

After taking a shower, there was no special smell in the narrow living room, but Zhou Lan could feel the feeling of being filled with Jiao Lang.

Jiao Lang was not in the living room, he was probably looking for a change of clothes in the room, Zhou Lan wiped his hair and sat down on the sofa.

Jiao Lang's cell phone was next to him, Zhou Lan was not in the mood to look at it, he was afraid of such things.

It’s been a long time since the last time I flipped through my boyfriend’s cell phone. A man who has been chasing him for almost half a year is mature, stable, extremely patient, and treats him very well, very well. That’s why Zhou Lan thinks he’s the closest to love once again.

Turning to his wechat records, in the group he pinned to the top, the records he sent are clearly written.

[I got the ultimate zero from last time. ]

And there is a bed photo of him attached as a friendship, there is nothing about his whole body that is not exposed.

That group of rubbish was not stingy with their praise, complimenting every organ and detail of him, praising him for being the best.

After that incident, Zhou Lan was unfortunately depressed for more than half a year, and suffered from PTSD from flipping his phone. His experience told him that he could live well without flipping his cell phone, but he might commit suicide if he flipped his cell phone.

Into the ICU kind.

So it's more important to live on. If a man has one, he can use it. If he doesn't, he can get it. If he is too serious, other people are not like Lin Yi, who will gently say sorry, I don't like you, and spare his life with caring friendship. .

Rubbing his hair, Jiao Lang's phone screen lit up, Zhou Lan finished rubbing the left side, turned his head and started rubbing the right side, his peripheral vision fell on the screen that suddenly lit up, and his hand holding the towel froze.

What popped up was a message.

It's simply information.

A girl posted it, at least according to Zhou Lan's judgment, the name can only be a girl's name.

After all, no man would be named Feng Yihui.

A few short words of content.

【Boyfriend, come out to eat [爱心][爱心]】

Zhou Lan froze for a moment, raised her hips, and moved away from the phone until she could not see the words on the screen clearly with her peripheral vision.

Continue to rub the hair slowly, and rub the hair along the hair strands, otherwise the cuticles will be damaged and the hair will be frizzy.

Jiao Lang came out of the room, holding a stack of clothes in his hand, the top one was white underwear, which Zhou Lan helped him choose.

He only brought someone to live here, and the two of them had to go shopping for daily necessities in the convenience supermarket downstairs.

Jiao Lang asked him what he thought looked good in the pile of underwear, he raised his chin and looked at the white box.

He thinks white is sexy.

The waist is well done, and the side of the underwear looks particularly sexy against the lower abdomen.

Of course, it may also be the reason for Jiao Lang's good figure.

Jiao Lang entered the bathroom, Zhou Lan stood up, and walked to his vanity mirror. Although the sparrow here is small, it has all internal organs, and maintenance is a very important step.

Carefully blow-dry your hair in front of the mirror, apply essence and moisturizer on your face, apply lip balm on your lips, and you're done, wave one to yourself in the mirror.

Sure enough, time does not urge beauty, Zhou Lan looked at her face, pouted a little bit regretfully, if only gays did not destroy beauty.

He is so good-looking, the intern teachers who just graduated from university will be enthusiastic and give him free tutoring when they see him. After three years of mathematics tutoring in high school, I spent every day under the teacher's careful guidance, although the teacher was too serious later. , hugged him and threw him on the bed and begged him not to reject his whole heart.

The author has something to say:

Don't hit me (cover your face) I'm going to write crazy myself, the next book will be adjusted, it will be very serious.