That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

Ye Zimo sucked Tan Miao's lips with almost gnawing force, and his big hand went directly under his coat, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and pressed towards him forcefully, as if to rub him into his own. Same in the body.

Tan Miao is not too small, but he is not as tall as Ye Zimo. He half-raised his head, and somewhat passively endured his stormy kisses.

Ye Zimo was not satisfied with the simple lip contact for a while, pried open Tan Miao's lips with the tip of his tongue, poked in and occupied his mouth forcefully, and stroked his waist with his big hands through the clothes, making Tan Miao feel as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. It's all a tingling feeling.

It wasn't until Tan Miao was almost out of breath that he pressed Ye Zimo's shoulder hard and pushed him, Ye Zimo let go of his lips, gasped and buried his head on Tan Miao's body, smelling his breath.

Tan Miao was holding Ye Zimo's waist and breathing smoothly, and then felt a little pain on his neck.

"Okay." Ye Zimo sucked out a red seal: "It has been stamped."

Tan Miao couldn't help opening her mouth and bit his ear: "Asshole!"

Ye Zimo put his arms around him and smiled softly: "I can be more of a jerk, do you believe it?"

Tan Miao said to him from left to right: "Oh, don't stand at the door, it's so cold, go in and talk about it."

Ye Zimo kissed his lips that were even more reddened by her own kiss, and then lowered down to get him slippers.

The two hung their coats on the hangers by the door and walked into the room together.

It was getting late, and Tan Miao had driven for a long time, anxious to take a bath, asked Ye Zimo the location of the bathroom, and hurried in.

Ye Zimo slightly raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you come together?"

Tan Miao shook her head decisively, and closed the bathroom door in front of him.

Ye Zimo didn't insist, just smiled at the bathroom door, then walked to the door, picked up his coat, opened the door and went out.

While washing and washing, Tan Miao felt something was wrong.

He said that just now he always felt as if he had forgotten something... He forgot to buy something!

Tan Miao's coming here was purely on a whim, and he didn't take anything, basically only sent him here.

At first, I vaguely remembered to buy some daily necessities such as towels, toothcups, toothbrushes, etc., but on the way back, my mind was full of reminiscences about being with Ye Zimo, and I completely forgot about it.

The color makes the mind faint!

Tan Miao looked left and right, and after confirming that there was nothing in the bathroom except shower gel and shampoo that he could use, he could only bite the bullet and shout outside.

"Leaf Mo—"

The people outside responded far away: "Huh?"

"Do you have spare toiletries?"

Ye Zimo seemed to smile: "Yes, just wait."

After speaking, he opened the plastic bag he had just brought up, took out his things and walked to the bathroom.

Tan Miao saw a figure printed on the frosted glass door, and knew that Ye Zimo was coming, so she opened a crack to borrow something, but she didn't get the thing, and Ye Zimo squeezed in through the crack of the door.

Tan Miao: "?"

He stepped back a few steps.

Ye Zimo raised the object in his hand, with an innocent face: "I'll see if you need my help."

Tan Miao looked at the unopened item, which was obviously bought just now, and gritted her teeth.

"you do this delibrately."

On the way back, I deliberately didn't mention the shopping, I dared to play a trick here and wait for him.

Ye Zimo didn't deny it, and took a few steps closer with something: "You really don't need my help?"

One yisibugua, one well-dressed.

Tan Miao's sense of shame has reached its peak.

He blushed and turned his back: "No, keep the things, you go out."

Ye Zimo looked at his back with deep eyes and narrowed his eyes.

He really had the courage to make such a dangerous move...

Ye Zimo raised his hand and took off his clothes slowly: "But I need your help, so how about doing the laundry together?"

Tan Miao just wanted to refuse, but when she turned around, Ye Zimo had already stripped herself naked.

Tan Miao: "..."

Moving so fast, it seems that it was premeditated.

The bathroom here is big enough for two people to shower together and... toss.

Ye Zimo just went to the convenience store, but didn't buy what he needed, and he didn't want to scare Tan Miao on the first day of confirming the relationship, let alone hurt him.

So after the gun went off, the two of them could only comfort each other.

The bathroom was filled with an unsatisfactory smell, Ye Zimo tried hard not to smell it, and managed to control himself.

After coming out, Ye Zimo went to the master bedroom and found a set of pajamas for Tan Miao.

Ye Zimo's pajamas are a bit too big for him, and the neckline is relatively low, revealing a daydream-inducing scenery.

Ye Zimo's throat tightened as he watched, thinking that the man was already his own, he was not polite, and lowered his head and kissed his collarbone directly.

Tan Miao put her arms around Ye Zimo's waist, and the two were very close. Tan Miao could feel that something lifted its head and pressed against his leg. He hesitated for a moment, and said, "Or else..."

Ye Zimo hugged him and shook his head, Tan Miao's neck was itchy from his hair.

"It's okay." Ye Zimo lingered on his collarbone for a while: "It's getting late, I'll take you to the second bedroom."

Tan Miao groaned, "There's another bedroom."

It was hard to tell whether the tone was happy or regretful.

Ye Zimo raised his head and raised his eyebrows at him: "What, I'm sorry?"

Tan Miao immediately shook her head.

Ye Zimo snorted and dragged him to another room.

The bed in the second bedroom was not too small, and the bedding was all laid out. I don't know when Ye Zimo would tidy it up, but it was obvious that he had already made preparations.

Tan Miao couldn't help but look at him twice, Ye Zimo didn't pay attention, pulled out a warm baby from the bed, patted the light-colored quilt: "It's already warmed up, go in quickly."

Tan Miao got in obediently, and the bed was really warm.

Ye Zimo's eyes were full of unresolved affection, he lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, then reached out to turn off the wall lamp on the wall: "Good night, my host."

The lights went out, and the room suddenly became dark.

Tan Miao burst out laughing: "Then what should I call you? Mr. Housing Manager?"

Ye Zimo smiled silently, bowed her head and whispered something in his ear, and then detected the rapid rise in the temperature on his face with her fingertips without any surprise.

Ye Zimo turned around to leave after teasing, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

He turned his head, raised his eyebrows, remembered that the other party couldn't see, and said "um" again with the raised end sound.

Tan Miao hesitated and said, "Why don't you go back, uh...stay with me?" The last few words got lower and lower.

Ye Zimo didn't answer for a long time.

Just as Tan Miao was about to speak, she felt that the quilt was lifted, and Ye Zimo got in, with a deep smile in her voice: "I am so happy."

Ye Zimo embraced Tan Miao, acting carefully as if holding some rare treasure.

Tan Miao was inexplicably nervous until she heard Ye Zimo laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Tan Miao faced Ye Zimo face to face, and after his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, he could see his slightly bright eyes.

"I haven't slept with the light off for a long time." Ye Zimo still had a smile in his tone, but Tan Miao felt pain in his heart.

He gave Ye Zimo a hug: "It's okay, I'll be here in the future."

Ye Zimo hummed, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind.

This peace of mind is my hometown.

……

Tan Miao woke up naturally after falling asleep.

He opened his eyes, looked at the strange ceiling in a daze for a while, and then remembered that he was at Ye Zimo's house now.

What about Ye Zimoren?

Tan Miao got up in her pajamas, didn't change her clothes, and went out to find someone with her slippers on.

He found Ye Mo standing in front of the stove in the kitchen.

Tan Miao walked over and saw that he was skillfully chopping vegetables.

Seeing his back with the apron on, Tan Miao felt itchy, and walked over to wrap his arms around his strong waist.

A warm back hug came.

"Xianhui." Tan Miao blew on his neck.

Ye Zimo didn't turn his head, and didn't even shake his hands, and skillfully finished cutting the vegetables.

"Go wash up, get ready to eat." Ye Zimo said calmly.

When Tan Miao came back, Ye Zimo was already sitting at the dining table, and there were several plates of side dishes that made people's index fingers twitch.

Tan Miao sat beside Ye Zimo, eager to get chopsticks, but was stopped by Ye Zimo.

"Did you forget something?" Ye Zimo looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Ah?" Tan Miao looked back innocently.

Ye Zimo looked at him with a half-smile, "You teased me just now, didn't you?"

Tan Miao immediately put on an innocent expression: "No."

Ye Zimo didn't talk nonsense, he raised his arms to the back of his neck, hooked his neck and pulled him closer, and said in one breath, "Good morning kiss."

Tan Miao silently raised her eyes to look at the wall clock on the wall: "It's already noon..."

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows: "Yes." After he finished speaking, he kissed again: "One more good afternoon kiss."

Tan Miao: "..."

Why is he talking too much.

After eating, Tan Miao volunteered to wash the dishes.

Ye Zimo sat on the sofa and opened Taobao. After browsing for a long time, he silently began to place an order.

Just after paying, I heard Tan Miao's voice: "What are you doing?"

Ye Zimo quit Taobao calmly: "Buy something."

As soon as he looked up, he saw Tan Miao shaking his hands, Ye Zimo frowned and pulled a tissue, grabbed his hand and dried it for him: "Are you afraid of being blown?"

"What are you afraid of?" Tan Miao sat down and leaned against him very naturally: "Your house is so warm."

Ye Zimo blew a cool breath on his hand angrily, and held it for a while to appreciate it.

As expected of someone who is a good gamer, Tan Miao's hands are very good-looking, with slender fingers and round fingertips.

Ye Zimo suddenly felt that asking him to wash the dishes just now was a waste of money.

Tan Miao grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently, and asked, "It's almost Chinese New Year, when do you plan to go back?"

"Don't worry." Tan Miao asked back, "What about you?"

Ye Zimo was silent.

He has no place to call "home" that he can go back to during the Chinese New Year.

Tan Miao sees the loneliness that cannot be hidden in his eyes.

Ye Zimo was in a trance when he suddenly felt his hand being held backwards.

"Hey Ye Zimo!" Tan Miao called him excitedly. Ye Zimo looked up and met his bright eyes: "Otherwise, why don't you follow me back to my house for the New Year, how about it?"

Ye Zimo was stunned for half a second, then nodded: "Yeah."

Tan Miao let go of his hand, and excitedly took out the phone: "I'm going to book tickets now."

Ye Zimo reached out his hand to stop his movement: "No hurry, I'll buy it later, there's still something to do here."

"What?" Tan Miao looked up at him in confusion.

This kitten-like appearance successfully attracted Ye Zimo.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to kiss him, and curled the corner of his mouth mysteriously at him: "Xiao Miao, do you want to beat Wu Wenkai to death?"

Tan Miao froze for a moment, then nodded heavily.

The author has something to say:

During this period of time, there is a little thing + a little bit of Calvin... well, it's all an excuse!We are finally together!sprinkle flowers~

This is going to be locked... OTL, my brakes are like this...