What kind of evil can a puppy have?

"Old Song, what are you talking about?" Wu Zhenyang had just posed a strange pose for Luo Tianqi to take a photo with him, and heard Song Jingzhou say something, but the voice was too low, and the roars from other boxes outside were too loud for him to take a picture. Listen clearly.

Song Jingzhou hurriedly replied, "It's nothing."

Looking back, the person who had just talked to him had tilted his head and fell asleep.

Song Jingzhou laughed, bent down and grabbed Yuanye's left arm to bring him up to his side, wrapped his arms around his waist, and tightened his grip.

After being drunk, Yuanye was quite quiet, and he left as soon as he asked, and took out his ID card when asked. He reckoned that if he sold himself, he could find a sign saying "Sell yourself for 100 yuan".

Fearing that some of their drunks would have an accident at night, Song Jingzhou opened two double rooms, and he and Wu Zhenyang took one room each.

Now is the time when the nightlife begins, and there is no one in the elevator, Song Jingzhou pressed the up button and the elevator came down after a while.

He helped Yuan Ye into the elevator and pressed the floor.

The elevator door closed slowly, and the tight space was so quiet that the subtle breathing of the wilderness could be heard, ups and downs, smooth and smooth, like a bouncing fish.

Yuan Ye put his hands on Song Jingzhou's shoulders, and Song Jingzhou held his waist for the balance support of his whole body. He lowered his head, and the exposed back of his neck was flushed with wine pink.

When the elevator ascended to the seventh floor, Yuan Ye suddenly raised his head, turned his head to Song Jingzhou in confusion but with certainty, and squinted his eyes for a long time.

With a sudden smile, he turned around and trapped Song Jingzhou between himself and the elevator wall, leaned close to him, and put his cheek to his cheek, and the words he said smelt softly of alcohol.

"Song Jingzhou, I like you so much."

Song Jingzhou knew that he was talking drunk, just like the sentence in the KTV just now, there is a high probability that he won't remember anything when he wakes up tomorrow, and he continued to pretend that he was fine and stood in front of him and smiled at him heartlessly.

He rubbed Yuanye's head, but his left hand was hanging by his side, and said, "Little stupid dog, don't play tricks."

I want you to openly say you like me when you are awake, and then I will follow you forever regardless.

***

Yuan Ye woke up, with a headache as if someone had set bombs in it, and his temples were throbbing.

It was still early, probably just after six o'clock, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were still dark blue mixed with black, with a few tiny stars hanging at the end.

It's pretty, but, he's not in the mood to appreciate it now——

There was another person's body temperature beside him, slightly higher than his.

He was so close to the wilderness that he could smell him, the familiar fir.

So, now, he and Song Jingzhou are sleeping on the same bed!

How does this make him calm!

Grass!What the hell happened yesterday?His memory was broken after Song Jingzhou sang. Could it be that he dragged Song Jingzhou and refused to let him go, so the two of them were lying on the same bed?

Yuanye lifted a corner of the quilt, carefully turned around little by little, breathing stagnantly.

Song Jingzhou slept facing him, and now they are facing each other, with a distance of only twenty or thirty centimeters.

Song Jingzhou's sleeping posture is very obedient, his eyebrows are stretched, his breathing is steady, and his slender and thick eyelashes are also in a deep sleep, densely layered, like two small brushes.Even if it is so close, there is no trace of flaws, just like a piece of polished jade.

Down is a tall nose, and then down is pink lips.

Song Jingzhou's upper lip is a bit thin, with a prominent lip peak and slender corners, as if smiling naturally.

Yuan Ye imagined the feeling of kissing it countless times, soft, hot, and wet, imagining it gently calling his name with a long and long ending, with the meaning of being coquettish.

Suddenly a bold idea popped out of his mind, and it boiled more and more, clamoring to push him forward.

The distance between the two is getting closer, Yuan Ye can count Song Jingzhou's eyelashes.

A little closer, a little closer to kiss——

When the distance between him and Song Jingzhou's lips was only one minute, and it seemed that he could touch them with a slight tremor, he stopped suddenly.

Is he taking advantage of others?Doesn't seem very kind?

Yuanye looked down at the white sheet, then frowned at Song Jingzhou who was sleeping soundly, and finally lay down again.

But he didn't do anything when the meat was on his lips, what a huge loss!

After thinking about it, Yuan Ye stretched out a finger and tapped Song Jingzhou's lips.

As he imagined, it was warm and soft, and it felt like it could bounce when pressed.

He withdrew his hand and wiped his fingers hard on his lips. He didn't know if it was an illusion or what, but he always felt the sweetness on his lips.

Damn, he never washes his right hand in his life!

Yuan Ye got up and went to the bathroom. When he got out of bed, there was very little movement, and he spread the quilt thoughtfully.

After he left, Song Jingzhou, who was supposed to be asleep, slowly opened his eyes, covered his lips with his hands, and licked the corners of his lips lightly.

Mmm, peachy.

***

After the wilderness was liberated, he fell asleep again, and when he woke up again, it was already twelve o'clock in the noon, and the bedside was already empty, and the other bed fell asleep happily, and he was still sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms.

There were unread messages on the phone, and Song Jingzhou sent him a message after eight o'clock in the morning, saying that he had something to go home.

Song Jingzhou's frequency of going home this time is really ridiculously high, almost going home every weekend.Yuan Ye's house is also close, and he returns home once a month at most.

When was the last time he came home?It seems almost a month, right?Let's go home by the way today.

He told Ye Yilan and asked her to save food for him.

Le Zaili woke up while Yuan Ye was washing, and someone knocked on the door, he went to open it, and found that it was Wei Ziyue and the others, each of them rubbing their heads listlessly and asking if they were going to have breakfast.

Le Zaili nodded and yawned, "You guys go first, order one for Brother Yuan and me, remember to send me the location."

Yuanye hurriedly spat out the foam of toothpaste, washed it indiscriminately, and said, "I'll go home for dinner later, so I won't go."

Le Zaili asked excitedly: "Are you going home? Does Auntie make boring pig's trotters?"

Yuan Ye brought Ye Yilan's marinated pig's trotters to Le Zaili when he was a freshman, and he still remembers it to this day.

He was in a good mood today, and said: "I didn't do it today, let her do it tomorrow, and it will bring you something warm."

Happy to be able to jump three feet high, Le Zaili jumped towards the field and shouted: "Brother Yuan, I love you!"

Yuanye stretched out his hand to stop him, "Stop! Wash your face and brush your teeth! Your mouth smells of alcohol."

Both Wei Ziyue and Qian Wencai are from other provinces, and they have to fly for more than three hours to come to school. They are very envious of these local students, and even more envious of Le Zaili having local people bring food.

Wei Ziyue sighed: "Oh, that's great, I also want to eat the hot food made by my mother."

Le Zaili poked his head out from the bathroom, and asked vaguely with a toothbrush in his mouth: "Isn't Song Jingzhou from the local area? He doesn't come home often, let him bring it for you."

Wei Ziyue said in a low voice: "His family is a single-parent family, and his father is also busy, usually the nanny cooks."

Le Zai was so startled that he almost swallowed the toothpaste foam, he opened his mouth for a long time, not knowing what to say, so he retracted and brushed his teeth again.

Seeing Yuanye, Wei Ziyue was stunned for a long time, patted him on the shoulder and said, "She died in childbirth. Lao Song didn't have much impression of her, so he wasn't too sad."

Yuan Ye said, "Understood."

Single-parent and divorced families are indeed quite common these days.But he was quite surprised about Song Jingzhou because of Song Jingzhou's character.

Song Jingzhou is so obedient, he always has a good temper towards everyone, he has never lost his temper, like a sponge, tirelessly absorbing all the hustle and bustle, but never releasing it.

The relationship between Song Jingzhou and his father was not very good at first glance. Yuanye always thought that the reason why he grew up so obediently was because he had a considerate mother.

He thought, if his original family was Song Jingzhou, he would be a little hooligan who knows nothing but gets angry.

When Yuan Ye arrived home at 12:30, in order to wait for him, Ye Yilan made lunch late today and ate with him.

Yuan Ye asked, "Where's my dad? Why don't you come over for dinner?"

Ye Yilan snorted coldly, "I woke up early in the morning and saw a sparrow that I had to look at. I went out without washing my face. I haven't come back yet."

Yuan Ye nodded, he was used to Yuan Zhizuru's crazy behavior.

He was still thinking about Song Jingzhou. On the way home, he sent a message to the other party, but he simply said hello, but as expected, he did not receive a reply.

Ye Yilan saw that he had fed the rice crookedly for the third time, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "Isn't it going to be winter now? Why are you like Sichun?"

"What, I was thinking about my classmates."

Ye Yilan glanced at him, and sandwiched a piece of ribs for him, "What? Didn't you say before that the girls in your class are not as good as me? Are you going to read it again?"

Yuan Ye ate the ribs and was lazy to understand Ye Yilan's indecency.

Ye Yilan asked curiously: "Why are you so worried? Tell me about it?"

Yuan Ye sighed and said, "It's really not because of girls."

Ye Yilan was stunned for a moment, and said in confusion: "Boys... Boys, it's not impossible... Are you up or down?" Yuan Ye: ...?

It happened that Yuan Zhihe came back, Ye Yilan hurried over and whispered something in his ear.

Yuan Zhihe's expression changed from excitement to doubt, and finally glared, he grabbed a slipper and stepped over in three steps instead of two.

"You son of a bitch, come here and kneel down!"

Yuan Ye glanced at the two of them indifferently, and said helplessly to Yuan Zhihe: "Dad, why do you believe what my mother said so easily?"

Yuan Ye's family is really not a typical one, or else they don't want to enter the house.

Yuan Zhihe, a nature fanatic, once stayed in the snow for two hours in order to observe two ants in winter, and was admitted to the hospital for two days with a high fever.

Ye Yilan looks quite serious, a fan of suspense novels, she always likes to speculate about other people's behavior in daily life, she can misinterpret [-] meanings in one sentence.

Wilderness has been rumored by her for not giving up, liking to be happy in standing, fighting with dogs in the neighborhood next door, robbing Aunt Li and her grandson of lollipops, and so on.

Although Ye Yilan's guess this time cannot be said to be completely wrong, it is really outrageous for Yuan Zhihe to believe it as soon as he hears it.

Yuan Zhihe was taken aback, looked at Ye Yilan, she stuck out her tongue, and said, "Why did your son refuse to talk to a mother like me."

Yuan Zhihe rubbed her head fondly, "Good boy, it's all his fault."

Ye Yilan smiled and pinched the skin on the back of his hand, and lifted his hand, "You just held the slipper with this hand."

Yuan Zhihe screamed strangely: "Hey! It hurts!"

Yuan Ye shook his head, left the dining table speechlessly, and went back to his room.

Yuan Zhihe was pulled by Ye Yilan's ears, and he still didn't forget to say to Yuanye: "Hey! I put a few books in your room, be careful when you tidy them up, don't make them crumpled for me."

Yuan Ye opened the door, and had great doubts about Yuanzhizuru's "several books".

How many books, big and small, are there on this bed?

If I had known I would not be back today, Yuanye thought while packing up his books.

Yuan Zhihe's books are all related to flowers, plants, flowers, birds, fish and insects, one book is open, and notes are made with a marker pen on it, Yuanye glanced casually——

Sunflower, flower language: No one else in sight, you are everywhere.