Crush addiction

Song Chuan escaped from the hotel and ran along the road for a kilometer before stopping.He thought that maybe he was really sick, and he was seriously ill. It wasn't that he didn't respond when he stood in front of him naked, but that at that moment his heart was clamoring like a galloping horse - I want to sleep Yu Chenyuan, I want to sleep. Fuck him hard, no one can do it except Yu Chenyuan!He couldn't even control the tyrannical factor in his body to jump out, it almost pierced all his nerves, and his body rushed out without the command of the brain, as if he wanted to rush into Yu Chenyuan's room in one breath, doing what he did every day. They are all delusional, and they don't want to consider the consequences at all!

Tired from running, Song Chuan stopped by the side of the road, stared blankly under the streetlight for a while, and then took out the cigarette he just bought at night, lit it up and took two puffs.At this moment, he finally had the feeling of regaining his mind, and he still couldn't calm down when he recalled the thoughts just now. Just a few minutes ago, he really wanted to go home and rape Yu Chenyuan.

After a long time, the cigarette butts were thrown all over the ground, Song Chuan put away his wild thoughts, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to call Yu Chenyuan.

"What are you doing? If you can't sleep and want to listen to stories, I don't have time!"

"No, good night!"

"Did you go out to drink again?"

"I went out, didn't drink, and sat for a while."

"Then go to bed early, good night!"

"You too!"

Yu Chenyuan hung up the phone, Song Chuan put away his phone and finally had the idea of ​​going back, and then he lay in bed thinking about it all night, and when he went to work the next day, the first thing he did was to resign.

Although there was a verbal agreement to become a full-time employee, the contract was not signed after all. The leader kept a few words, but he insisted on leaving, and it didn't take much time to approve it. There was not much work to be handed over. By the afternoon, he had already resigned smoothly. .

Song Chuan, who had become unemployed, came out from the gate and called Yu Chenyuan first.

Yu Chenyuan was watching the new season's project, the phone was clamped around his neck and he was focused on picking it up, the first sentence he heard was, "Brother, I'm unemployed."

"Huh? What's going on? Wasn't it good before?"

"I want to work in your company."

"Why? Uncle arranged a job for you before and you didn't come!"

Because it is close to you, I can be with you all day long, and I can also spy on you to fantasize about such and such things.This was Song Chuan's real thought, but he couldn't say that, he just replied calmly: "I want to work with you, not work for him."

"I also work for him, he is the boss."

"I'm unemployed now, is that okay or not?"

"Okay, let me talk to the personnel first."

Song Chuan smiled secretly and said, "I forgot something in your car. I'll pick it up tonight and buy groceries along the way. Come back early."

"Well, I'll leave later, I won't work overtime today."

Song Chuan put away his mobile phone, went to the market to buy vegetables with a cheerful smile, and then brought them back to Yu Chenyuan's house.In fact, it was no different from his own home. Speaking of which, he put more things in Yu Chenyuan's place than in Song's house.

He went into the room to put down his things, and found that it was still early, he walked back and forth several times in the small room with nothing to do. Like in the lungs.Finally, he couldn't walk on Yu Chenyuan's bed, so he simply took off his clothes and shrank into the bed, hugging Yu Chenyuan's pillow, just like hugging Yu Chenyuan, and then even his breathing became heavy.

When Yu Chenyuan came back, Song Chuan was coming out of his room after taking a shower, and there was another bathroom outside. As for why Song Chuan used the one in his room, he didn't want to ask, but when he returned to the room, he found that even the bed sheets and quilt covers had been changed. It has to be strange.Song Chuan explained embarrassingly: "I accidentally spilled coffee on the bed."

"Primary school students only drink on the bed!" Yu Chenyuan replied noncommittally.

Song Chuan rubbed his hair and didn't want to explain. He was wearing thin pajamas, and looked at Yu Chenyuan with watery eyes.

"Okay, I didn't say anything to you, put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold." Yu Chenyuan used a tone similar to 'coaxing' to him.

Song Chuan obediently went back to his room to get dressed, while Yu Chenyuan went to the kitchen to make dinner.

If Yu Chenyuan knew how to cook, it was all because of Song Chuan. The first thing he cooked in his lifetime was a bowl of egg noodles.

That was when Song Chuan had just arrived at Song's house. The child's temper hadn't passed yet, and he looked at everyone with hostile eyes. He was scolded by Song Jikun because of his bad eating habits, and he started to lose his temper and go on hunger strike.After being hungry for two whole days, I finally couldn't bear it and went to the kitchen in the middle of the night to find something to eat.Yu Chenyuan was worried that he was hungry, so he prepared some food and sent it to his room before going to bed, and coaxed him that no one would find out if he ate it secretly, but the child was so straight that he threw it all into the trash can.

But when he was hungry, it was like the world was full of demons. Song Chuan had to search for food to fight monsters, but he didn't expect that there was no overnight food in the Song family's kitchen. At that time, I bumped into Yu Chenyuan who was standing at the kitchen door.

Yu Chenyuan smiled slightly, "Don't you want to eat? Hungry!"

Song Chuan stared fiercely at the young man at the door, and his stomach let out two unsuitable growls. It was just when he was growing up that he couldn't stand hunger at all, so Song Chuan looked at Yu Chenyuan with tears in his eyes for a moment, and his face was full of tears. Wronged.

"When you eat well, uncle won't be angry. Besides, he didn't tell you not to eat for two days. What are you doing so hard!" Yu Chenyuan taught the child well, but Song Chuan snorted with his nose, and tears broke down. It flowed down like a thread, and he gritted his teeth tightly in his mouth, refusing to make a sound.

Yu Chenyuan panicked for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Let me cook noodles for you, I won't tell anyone, just sit and wait for me for a while." He really went into the kitchen to cook noodles, Song Chuan didn't leave, Standing at the kitchen door and watching quietly.

At that time, the kitchen was a completely new battlefield for Yu Chenyuan. He knew how to start the fire, which pot was the pot, and water should be added when cooking noodles.The rest can only be based on imagination and reasoning. Fortunately, he found flour and two eggs in the kitchen.He thought for a while and decided to boil the water first, and then considered for a long time whether to put the noodles or the eggs first, but he didn't make a decision when the water was boiling, so he decided to put the noodles and eggs in together.But after putting it in, I found that something was wrong with the eggs boiled together with the shell, but I didn't know what was wrong, so I had to decide to leave it alone.Fortunately, he didn't add seasonings randomly. He carefully checked the ingredients and usage methods, and put them back if he was in doubt.

Finally, Yu Chenyuan brought a large bowl of battered noodles to Song Chuan, and added two hard-boiled shell eggs.He smiled warmly and said apologetically, "Eat it, it's the first time I make it, the taste is not very good, it will get better in the future."

Although this bowl of noodles looks hard to swallow, it is really good for Song Chuan who has been hungry for two days and is not particular about eating.To be honest, he didn't think that bowl of noodles was delicious, at most he couldn't eat it.But thinking of Yu Chenyuan cooking noodles for him in a hurry, his hands were burned in several places, and he was still sweating profusely when he finally brought the noodles to him.He felt that the bowl of noodles was more fragrant than anything he had eaten before, and his injured heart was bought by this bowl of noodles at that time, and he wanted Yu Chenyuan to cook another bowl of noodles for a long time afterwards give him.

Song Chuan put away his daydreams, sat at the dining table pretending to be reading a book, while peeking at Yu Chenyuan, watching Yu Chenyuan busy in the kitchen, he always thought of Yu Chenyuan's first bowl of noodles.When he was young, he grew up around his mother on the stove, and the kitchen was much more familiar to him than Yu Chenyuan was at that time.He could tell that Yu Chenyuan had never been in the kitchen at that time, but he was willing to get up in the middle of the night to cook noodles for his strange brother whom he had known for less than a month.It was the first time after his mother passed away that he felt that others were not watching him coldly or speculating maliciously, but a sun named Yu Chenyuan rose in his heart, warming all the years after him.

Yu Chenyuan brought the dishes to the table, three common dishes and one soup. Song Chuan sat still and waited for him to pass the rice bowl to his hands. Then he picked up the chopsticks and before he could finish his mouth, his mobile phone rang suddenly. Cai, answering the phone with one hand.

"We are preparing for dinner, do you want to come?" Yu Chenyuan's tone was the same as usual.

"You did it?" Song Sirui's voice on the other end of the phone trembled.

"Well, there are fried bacon with tomatoes, steamed eggs with bitter gourd, and stewed beef brisket with king oyster mushrooms and onions." Yu Chenyuan reported the dishes seriously, and the breath on the other end of the phone hummed a few times.

"Song Chuan is here?"

"Ah."

"I'm not free today, next time!" Song Sirui said very politely.

Yu Chenyuan replied very seriously, "Wait for three years next time." Although there was a joking element, the meaning that you can't eat what you want is very clear.

"For your dark cooking, where do you have the confidence?" Song Sirui said disdainfully before hanging up the phone.

Yu Chenyuan put down his phone disapprovingly, and Song Chuan smiled happily and picked a piece of beef for him, "Brother, how do you make this beef brisket stewed with king eryngii mushrooms and onions? It's so delicious!"

"Is it delicious?" Yu Chenyuan had an indelible self-confidence on his face. He was always full of rebelliousness towards his cooking skills as well as his appearance.

This question Song Chuan said firmly: "It's delicious! But I want to add more spiciness!"

"I'll remember, I'll add it next time." Yu Chenyuan nodded in response, then carefully wrote down the recipe with his mobile phone.

After the meal, Yu Chenyuan cleaned the table, probably because of a long-standing habit, and he enjoyed it very much.After tidying up, he sat next to Song Chuan and seriously asked about Song Chuan's 'unemployment'.

"The company's business direction is different from mine." Song Chuan said nonsense seriously.

"Xiaochuan, there will be a dark side everywhere, we can't avoid it, you think your ideas are right and stick to it is a good thing, but as a man, you can't back down just because of it." Yu Chenyuan easily understood what Song Chuan was referring to , the unacceptable aspect of the accounting company is obvious, and it is indeed a bit dark for a newcomer like Song Chuan who has just stepped out of school and is full of ambitions.

"I understand, but I need time to adapt." Seeing Yu Chenyuan's seriousness, Song Chuan regretted making this excuse. In fact, he had already done the work of making false accounts two years ago, but he didn't want to tell Yu Chenyuan like this, so he had to continue Perfunctory.He turned around and looked at Yu Chenyuan with burning eyes, and said seriously, "I will follow you, you will teach me yourself."

Yu Chenyuan rubbed the back of Song Chuan's head habitually, pressed Song Chuan's head down and said, "Don't think that I will open the back door for you just because I am your brother!"

Song Chuan nodded solemnly, but a wild laugh broke out in his heart. He didn't intend to think of Yu Chenyuan's "back door" elsewhere, but he was laughing because Yu Chenyuan was made up by him to tell dirty jokes.

"Laughing so stupidly, what's so funny?" Yu Chenyuan simply pressed Song Chuan's head onto Song Chuan's lap.

Song Chuan couldn't stop laughing more and more, begging for mercy: "I was wondering what to do if you made me stupid and couldn't find a wife!"

"That's a problem. I'll buy some walnuts for you tomorrow." Yu Chenyuan joked solemnly, and Song Chuan was even more amused by his appearance, "Walnuts are useless, what I lack is love!"

Song Chuan suddenly grabbed Yu Chenyuan's hand, looked at Yu Chenyuan affectionately and without regret and asked, "Brother, do you love me?" It was exaggerated like acting.

Yu Chenyuan's movements froze suddenly, and then he replied very cooperatively: "Love, you are the one I love the most!"

"Then let's kiss each other! Celebrate how much we love each other!" Song Chuan threw himself at Yu Chenyuan with an evil look on his face, but he didn't dare to kiss Yu Chenyuan. A place not to be touched.

In the end, the two of them folded on the sofa, their postures were unusually ambiguous.Yu Chenyuan froze for a moment, then patted Song Chuan who was lying still on his stomach and said, "Okay, go to bed early, and go to work with me tomorrow."

Song Chuan bounced up suddenly, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "Well, I'm going to take a shower."

"Didn't you just wash before meals?" Yu Chenyuan asked strangely.

"I sweated while eating." Song Chuan didn't stop, and walked into the bathroom with difficulty.Yu Chenyuan didn't care about how he was eating and sweating in this cold day, but Song Chuan had to care about the fire that was rubbed on Yu Chenyuan's body.He was really not sure if Yu Chenyuan had noticed his reaction, and thought that if Yu Chenyuan found out, what he was most worried about was not the embarrassment of emotional exposure, but he thought it was the best way, and it was better that he would not do anything, just let it go His cult god, become a true believer.

The author has something to say: Is it Nongfu Spring, a bit sweet~~~?