The boss always thought we were looking at each other

As soon as the May Day holiday is over, the college entrance examination in June is just around the corner.As one of the only two prestigious schools in Fengcheng, Mingteng was naturally recruited as one of the test sites. The entire Mingteng except for the senior three students were cheering. Who wouldn't want a free three-day vacation.

Except for Yan Yu, of course, he was probably the second student in Mingto besides He Ci who had to be coaxed by He Ci to get up for dinner and then go to school after six o'clock in the morning.

He Ci wished he could hang him in his trouser pocket.

As an excellent class cadre and Lao Jiang's own son, He Ci was deprived of his right to personal freedom, and followed Lao Jiang, who was the grade director, to set up the examination room in the school.

Since Lao Jiang entrusted him with this task, he must be so relieved that he can't even see anyone. In the entire Zhixing Building, only He Ci and several other class cadres are busy.

Yan Yu sat on the table with tiramisu and yawned, reciting words.

He originally wanted to help He Ci do it, but He Ci would not let him do this, so he picked it up and put it on the table next to him, and took out some review materials and baked small cakes from his schoolbag, He made an offering to his little ancestor like offering to a Bodhisattva.

I don't know when He Ci bought the mold, and the cake he made is exactly the same as the candy bear that Yan Yu used to eat, double the size, just right for Yan Yu to bite off a bear's head.

"When did you make it, Brother Ci?" Yan Yu held the small cake box, looked at him in surprise, twisted a piece out of it, opened his mouth to bite down, peach syrup flowed out from the soft cake, and the yellowish syrup flowed down his body. fingertips flow down.

His sweet eyes also narrowed his eyes and smiled, soft and glutinous, except for a little cold, the taste is not bad from the cake shop.

Yan Yu took out a grape-flavored gummy bear from his pocket, glanced at his dusty hands, tore open the package, straightened his waist slightly, and handed it to his mouth, "Here, open your mouth, the big bear Yanyan eats it." , little brother Ci eats."

His 'Brother Compassionate' yelled stickily, with a slightly raised tail, and the listeners couldn't help but raise their mouths.But there's nothing wrong with him shouting that, He Ci is almost five months older than him.

Yan Yu looked at his slightly red earlobes, and suddenly remembered that half a year ago when he met He Ci at the 'Little Shell' noodle restaurant across from the school, he said coldly like a paralyzed face, don't cover yourself, don't mess with him, this After a while, it seemed like a person. I was afraid that he would lose it, and he would take it with him everywhere.

He Ci lowered his head and pursed his lips, his lips caught the sweetness of his fingertips, rolled the tip of his tongue, and swept away most of the peach juice on his fingertips, and gave a faint 'um', which was not a big deal, as if he was deliberately trying to listen to someone.

Then without changing his face, he took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped off the sticky fingers for Yan Yu.

He obviously had an amorous look, but He Ci's earnest look made him impeccable, and he couldn't see the slightest inappropriateness.

Yan Yu blushed, and he couldn't do anything if he wanted to tease him back. How could anyone resist such an unknowing tease from an honest person.

"Ask you." Yan Yu kicked him lightly, but He Ci didn't hide, allowing him to make a scene in front of him.

"Last night," He Ci responded to him, looking at him with blunt and enthusiastic eyes, and jumped out word by word, "I miss you, I can't sleep, I got up and made cakes."

"You want me to make dessert?"

"Why can't you sleep at night?"

Yan Yu raised his head, his eyes gleaming, twinkling, facing He Ci's sincere expression, he couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, and his calf also restlessly rubbed against He Ci's body.

"Ah Ci, is it this hot?"

Exactly the same as a puppy that just had fun.

"Yes." He Ci was distracted by him, and the heat from yesterday slowly climbed up his lower abdomen.

He has always had the temperament to do whatever he thinks of, and he lowered his head slightly without any concealment, trying to touch the glint of water in front of his eyes.

"heat."

"Then you come into my room, it's not that I won't let you in." Yan Yu seemed to avoid him on purpose, turned his head slightly as if unintentionally, brushed He Ci's cool side cheeks, picked out the lunch box for a long time, and then He sniffed it with the tip of his nose, and handed it to He Ci's mouth, "Try this, Dajiang, it smells like strawberry, it smells so sweet!"

"What are you hiding?"

He Ci frowned, his eyes fell on the soft lips in front of his eyes, a little disappointment was hidden in his expression.

But obediently, he bit down the halberd that Yan Yu handed over.To be honest, it was hard for him to calm down with this sweet taste.

Of course he also knew that Yan Yu's room door was not locked, maybe because the air conditioner was turned on too low last night, the tentacles on the back of Yan Yu's neck were warm, cold and silky like a piece of soft satin.

Seeing Yan Yu burying himself in the bed like a treasure, the fidgeting hands on the back of his neck restrained a little.

He Ci couldn't bear to wake him up, so he held him tightly in his arms, greedily took a few sips, and then retreated from the room.With nowhere to vent the restlessness all over his body, he simply fumbled and made some favorite food.

Yan Yu loves to tease him, He Ci knows it, but he is reluctant to say something harsh.

A pair of words, he can't lose his temper no matter what.

"Hey, Cijiang, do you only know how to kiss and hug?" Yan Yu saw him motionless in front of her like a god, and thought of teasing him again.

He Ci didn't know what he thought of, but it was nothing good anyway, as expected, he turned his head and heard him sigh deeply, "Ah? It turns out that we, Ah Ci, also have nosebleeds when we see other people's bare shoulders." How old is your sweet baby?"

He Ci's earlobe turned red when he said it, maybe because he remembered the scene at that time, he reacted in a daze for a moment.In just a few seconds, He Ci quickly reached out and covered Yan Yu's mouth.

"Talking nonsense." He Ci interrupted him.

"You are not someone else."

Then he turned around, blushed and posted his examination number without saying a word.

Seeing He Ci posting the test number in an orderly and unhurried manner, moving the table, Yan Yu had a smile on his lips, his eyes were fixed on He Ci, and he would look down at his phone from time to time, so he didn't have the heart to study.

A 'ding' sound from the phone was a message from the courier.

Yan Yu's whole body cleared up visibly with the naked eye, and sneaked out while He Ci was not paying attention.

This is his big event today. The works he participated in last time in the Youth Painting Competition were sent back to the school after the exhibition by the organizers. It happened to be the gift he wanted to give He Ci today.

The location of the school’s courier station is a bit remote. It is located in the bamboo forest of the old campus, relatively close to the back door of the school, so people are not very willing to send things here, so the courier here is not too much, there are only a few pieces, nothing. Big piece, you can see to the side at a glance.

So there is no need for any young and strong guy, an old man on duty as a guard is enough.

"That classmate..."

The old man stopped Yan Yu who was holding the courier and was about to turn around and leave, "See the courier clearly before taking it. Today there are two couriers that look alike!"

Yan Yu heard the words, nodded, glanced at the name on his courier, turned around and waved to the old man, indicating that he had taken it correctly.

The old man answered him, and when he was about to continue packing, a pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out in his sight, without even saying hello, he went straight around the old man, and opened a pile of couriers, as if he knew where the things he wanted were in advance. Same, go straight to the goal.

"Don't take it wrong!"

The man kept a sullen face without saying a word, ignored him, took the courier and left.

Seeing the two similar packages being taken away one by one, the old man always had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

As soon as Yan Yu returned to the teaching building, he saw He Ci sitting at the top of the stairs, holding the cake box that Yan Yu had eaten leftover, like a Wangfushi, looking eagerly at the only entrance of the teaching building, with an indifferent expression on his face.

It wasn't until seeing Yan Yu that the whole person calmed down a little.

He got up, walked up to Yan Yu, didn't speak, and looked down at him, just like a little wolf that had been thrown away, with that sad look in his eyes.

Qing waited for Yan Yu to give him an explanation.

Yan Yu couldn't stand his eyes like this, pitiful and cute, she wished she could rub his head immediately and imprint a bobo on his forehead.

Yan Yu did exactly that, tiptoeing and licking He Ci's head, "Ah, you are so fierce, Dajiang, will you be so fierce to our baby in the future?"

He Ci was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Yan Yu's flat belly, and after a while, he realized that most of what Yan Yu was talking about was the cat lying in the classroom.

So he said 'hmm', with a stronger tone than before, obviously because this sentence did not satisfy him.

"Okay~ It seems that our family education is quite strict." Yan Yu shrugged helplessly, and handed him the scroll hidden behind him, "Here, give it to our 17-year-old Ah Ci, open it and have a look?"

Every time he encounters Yan Yu, He Ci's reaction is always slower than usual, but the joy of receiving the gift is far greater than the anxiety that Yan Yu accidentally left him just now.

"Give it to me?" There was a slight look of expectation in He Ci's eyes.

"Yes~"

Yan Yu winked at him, motioning him to open it.

He Ci took it carefully, and even couldn't bear to tear the outermost layer of colored paper. He peeled off the tape-covered opening bit by bit, revealing the blue corner of the scroll.

Not right.

He Ci's first reaction was that something was wrong, even though only a corner of the scroll was exposed, the dark blue with flat reflections was not the style of a metaphorical painting.

He also had some understanding of Yan Yu's usual habit of using colors. Every time he taught He Jin how to draw, he sometimes listened to him from the sidelines.What's more, Yan Yu is not a person who is impatient and aggressive, and he will not choose a painting method that he is not familiar with in such a competition.

"Oh, hurry up!"

The words on the side kept urging.

He Ci raised his eyes and responded to him. His subordinates were faster, and more parts of the whole picture scroll were exposed. In the center of the dark blue picture scroll was a person, a chilling woman with a smile on her face.

To be precise, this is a posthumous photo.

Although he had never seen the woman in the photo, there were only a few people around who could do this.

He Ci closed his eyes, his dark eyes couldn't see his emotions clearly, when Yan Yu wanted to look at them subconsciously, he set the scroll at an angle that Yan Yu couldn't see clearly, rolled it up, and put away the scroll in his hand.

"Give it to me." He Ci said, while raising his hand to prevent him from looking at it.

When he looked at Yan Yu again, He Ci unconsciously clenched his jaw, Yan Yu's expectant gaze fell into his eyes, full of distress, his heart seemed to be torn, he didn't want to disappoint Yan Yu.

"I love so much."

It should be his, and no one can take it away.

He Ci bent down and hugged Yan Yu in his arms, so that Yan Yu couldn't see the obvious blue veins on his hand holding the scroll.

"I like it very much."

Although I don't know what should be in it, but thinking that it was drawn by Yan Yu himself, Yan Yu is good at painting still life, maybe it is tiramisu?Maybe it was one of the meals that was cooked for him?If it was a little more extravagant, could it be the small courtyard where they lived together?

As long as he thinks it's his, He Ci can't restrain his joy.

He also became uncontrollably manic when he thought of something that belonged to him but was not in his hands.

"What's so rare," said Yan Yu, who had never seen such a careful person. He scrolled through a painting, reluctant to look at it several times, "I will draw for you later!"

Yan Yu held his face, looked at it carefully, felt He Ci's chest rising and falling, the warm beating heart, clinging to Yan Yu's, there was a bang, bang, and even Yan Yu couldn't tell who it was more exciting.

"Hey, can you slow down your heartbeat? Can you stop looking at me so affectionately? It's easy to induce some bad thoughts in me."

"Food and sex, as well as sex." He Ci's tone was flat, but the lust in those eyes and the red ears could not fade.

"Want to kiss you."

He has always spoken frankly, even with such a hidden love, even with a blushing face, he still speaks frankly.

He Ci lowered his head, clutched his waist, stepped back against him step by step, until he reached the corner, "And..."

The moment the cold lips touched, He Ci pried open his soft lips, and said vaguely but clearly, "Make love."

The corners of Yan Yu's eyes were wet and waxy after being kissed by him, and even seeing He Ci's brows and eyes were blurred. The mole on the bridge of He Ci's nose became less and less visible in his sight, shaking with his rhythm.

Breathing a little tight, a pair of thin callused hands gently covered his eyes.

The eyelashes brushed gently over the palm of his hand, with a little bewilderment.

He Ci's voice was a little hoarse, "Don't look at me, I will be at a loss."