Be nice, don't bite you

The milk was very hot, Shi Xinglan blew on it, and took a sip.

There should be a little sugar added in it, and it tastes lightly sweet.

When going out to eat, Bo Xian asked him if he knew about "no waves", but he was full of hot searches at the time, so he didn't care.

The smile on Bo Xian's face froze: "...do you remember this?"

Holding the cup, Shi Xinglan was a little puzzled: "Why can't I remember?"

Isn't it just what happened last night? It's only been a day.

Bo Xian thought he was asking about the screenshot of the fanart before.

When he posted it before, he thought about the follow-up questions. No matter what reaction Shi Xinglan made at that time, he could deal with it.

But he never expected that Shi Xinglan would bring up the topic of hot milk, and he never expected that after such a long time, he would bring up this matter again.

Bo Xian couldn't grasp what Shi Xinglan meant.

Could it be a hint?

Does he want to...

"Didn't you ask me if I know the waves are calm? I've heard this idiom, but I don't know if you mean it." Shi Xinglan raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Why don't you speak?"

The words got stuck in his throat, and Bo Xian couldn't help but grab his hand angrily: "...I didn't ask."

"..." Shi Xinglan was silent for a few seconds, "I remember you asked, when Xiao Liu sent me a message."

"You remember wrong." Bo Xian denied without blushing, and then changed the subject, "Is it delicious?"

Shi Xinglan suddenly remembered this matter, seeing Bo Xian's denial, he didn't continue to ask: "It's delicious."

I forgot which classmate I heard it from. Drinking a cup of hot milk before going to bed will make you sleep better. He used to hope that his father could heat himself a cup of milk like other parents, but he didn't get his wish after waiting for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Bo Xian would hand him the first cup of hot milk.

Shi Xinglan lowered his eyelids, feeling as if he was soaking in that cup of hot milk, it was so warm.

The temperature of the milk soaked into his heart little by little, washing away the bitterness of the past, leaving only a faint sweetness.

After walking two steps, I realized that the posture was a bit awkward, and the hands of the two were still holding each other.

Shi Xinglan held the cup steadily and pursed his lips: "Are my hands hot?"

The heat from the milk on his hands was higher than usual.

Bo Xian squeezed his fingertips hard in his palm: "Hot."

Not only hot, but also thirsty.

Bo Xian let go of his hand, turned back and walked to the kitchen. After a while, he took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator.

After the tab of the can was pulled open, the Coke made a rustling bubble sound when it came into contact with the air.

It sounds cool.

Bo Xian raised his head and took two sips of Coke.

He was wearing white short-sleeved sleeves, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he drank in a hurry. A few drops of Coke fell on his clothes, leaving very light brown spots.

Shi Xinglan stared at the curve of his neck, unconsciously curling her fingertips.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little hot.

Bo Xian burped out a Coke-flavored steam, and walked over contentedly holding the remaining half can of Coke: "I'm fascinated by it?"

"..."

Shi Xinglan slowly withdrew his gaze and looked down at his slippers.

"Still mind?" Bo Xian touched his shoulder and said with a smile, "I really didn't mean to."

The slippers were bought by Boxian in an online supermarket, and they were delivered within two hours. The plush uppers are very soft, and they won't be too hot to wear in this season.

Shi Xinglan was well dressed, the only thing that stood out was that the slippers were pink.

Very light and very light pink, full of girls' hearts.

Shi Xinglan moved his feet, and the pink fur balls on the upper of the shoe also trembled: "I didn't expect that you would like this color."

"..."

I do, but I just love seeing how the color looks on you.

Bo Xian didn't dare to speak out what was in his heart, and reminded him like coaxing a child, "The milk will get cold if you don't drink it anymore, finish it soon, or I won't heat it up for you in the future."

Shi Xinglan played the role of the child very well, and hurriedly gurgled the milk while holding the cup.

It didn't cool down, and the milk was even a little hot. After drinking it in one gulp, there was a faint blush on his face, and his whole body felt warm.

Looking at his series of movements, Bo Xian felt even hotter.

While the coke was shaking, he made a slight sound, and he took a big gulp, suppressing all the manic depression surging up in his chest.

"Is this your cup?"

The glass is very ordinary, without any recognizable logo on it. With so many players in the base, Shi Xinglan is not sure if it is Bo Xian's glass.

Afraid that he would mind, Bo Xian quickly explained: "I bought the slippers in the afternoon when I bought them. I haven't used them. I sterilized the milk before heating it."

Shi Xinglan responded softly: "You also bought a new cup."

"Of course." Bo Xian was a little proud, and counted the things he bought, "Not only the cups, but also everything you need, I bought a copy, and there are..."

The more Shi Xinglan listened, the more amusing he became, and he said helplessly, "I'm just staying overnight, why are you preparing so many things?"

"It's convenient, and besides, don't you want to move here, and you can take it back with you..." Bo Xian paused, then changed the topic, "You will come over often at that time, so it will be useful."

visiting...

Shi Xinglan recalled the things Bo Xian just listed, toothbrush, bath towel, slippers... These things are probably only used for overnight stays, right?

Bo Xian followed behind, watched Shi Xinglan enter the kitchen, and turned on the faucet: "Just leave it there, wait for me to wash it."

"No need." Shi Xinglan blinked, "You heat the milk, I wash the cup, the division of labor is clear."

There is indeed a clear division of labor.

The same is true for old couples, one cooks and the other washes the dishes.

With a secret in mind, Bo Xian didn't continue to stop him. He stood at the door of the kitchen with an unfinished Coke, watching Shi Xinglan roll up his sleeves and rinse the cup little by little.

This is a picture scroll with a strong pyrotechnic atmosphere.

The water hits the wall of the cup, making a very soft sound, which is easily reminiscent of the life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

After washing the cup and putting it away, Shi Xinglan suddenly asked, "Can I have a can of iced Coke?"

Bo Xian recovered from his stunned state: "Ice Coke?"

Shi Xinglan wiped his hands clean: "Is it okay?"

This is the base of the GOD team, and what he wants to do must be approved by the master.

"No." Bo Xian refused flatly, "Don't drink too much ice before going to bed, or you won't be able to sleep well."

Shi Xinglan stared straight at the Coca-Cola in his hand, as if to say, you must lie to a ghost.

Bo Xian flipped his wrist and held the can, shaking it in front of him: "Can we be the same? I can stay up late, can you?"

Shi Xinglan was not convinced: "Yes!"

"...Don't make trouble." Looking at his still blushing face, Bo Xian raised his eyebrows, "You just drank hot milk, and now you're drinking iced milk, it's not good for your stomach."

Don't make trouble, it sounds like a child's lesson.

Shi Xinglan didn't show any displeasure, but rather cheerfully: "No, my stomach is fine, don't be afraid."

Bo Xian was amused: "Student Shi Xingxing, does your stomach know that you are so willful?"

Shi Xinglan touched his stomach and said seriously, "It said it didn't think I was capricious."

Help!

Bo Xian is about to be turned cute, is it really okay to say such things with a serious face? !

"Want to drink?"

"Want to drink."

"One can is too much. If you want to taste it, one mouthful is enough." Bo Xian was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and shook the Coke in his hand, "There is one more thing, if you don't mind, I will give it to you." Take a sip, if you dislike it, then—"

"Don't dislike it!" Shi Xinglan interrupted him, his eyes sparkling.

Bo Xian was speechless, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't tell for a while, whether Shi Xinglan was so excited because he wanted to drink Coke too much, or because of other things...

"Have you repented?"

"No..." The suppressed dryness surged up again, Bo Xian held his breath in his heart, and brought the Coke to Shi Xinglan's mouth, "Open your mouth."

The cola was very cold, Shi Xinglan had just drank hot milk, and when he took a sip, his tongue felt a little numb.

This feeling was unexpectedly good, he was a little addicted: "Take another bite!"

Bo Xian laughed foolishly: "Why are you so greedy, one bite is not enough for you?"

Before Xinglan could reply, he drank up the rest of the Coke: "Okay, there's no more."

Shi Xinglan: "..."

When going upstairs, Shi Xinglan remained silent.

Bo Xian bumped his shoulder: "Are you angry?"

"No!" Shi Xinglan refused to admit it, he said seriously, "Did you know that drinking too much Coke is not good for your health?"

This is going to be preachy back.

Bo Xian barely suppressed a smile: "What's wrong?"

Shi Xinglan looked straight into his eyes and threatened, "Coke kills sperm."

Bo Xian: "..."

Shi Xinglan lived in the GOD base for two days, and on the third day, after completing the procedures for renting a house, he moved into the community.

He originally wanted to bring all the things Bo Xian bought to his new home, especially the pair of slippers, although they were very pink, they were quite comfortable to wear.

Bo Xian didn't agree, and only let him come to visit when he was free.

The money transferred included two parts, one was the tipping in the live broadcast room at that time, and the other was the money spent on shopping, but Bo Xian didn't confiscate it.

The things clarified by the theme song gradually calmed down as he issued various proofs.

Shi Xinglan decided to file a lawsuit with the company, and at the same time sent An Ke a lawyer's letter.

This move is tantamount to completely tearing the face apart, and the fans of the two families and King's group fans are tearing apart.

As the person who temporarily spoke on behalf of Shi Xinglan, Bo Xian skyrocketed to a million followers in a few days, and the comments on Weibo were also disturbed.

On this day, GOD and JSS made an appointment for a team match.

At the end, Stop was still joking, saying he was envious of his number of fans.

Bo Xian snorted: "Don't be envious, the live broadcast will start tonight, I'll scold you and help you increase your followers."

Stop: "...you don't have to."

When Stop scolded him for half an hour in the live broadcast, he would definitely pay it back.

The name was hung up in the live broadcast room early: [31 minutes to quickly scold Stop]

Bo Xian nestled in the chair and watched his mobile phone. When the time came, he started the live broadcast on time.

The bullet screens were swiping fast, they were all asking about the name of the live broadcast room, Bo Xian was about to speak, and was startled by the sea of ​​golden and red lights that jumped out on the page.

——It is "Lights of Ten Thousand Houses".

The sea of ​​lights rises and falls, like the ebb and flow of the tide.

He has a lot of fans who give gifts when he starts the broadcast, but there are very few who give away "Lights of Ten Thousand Houses" as soon as they come up, and even give away several as soon as they come up.

"I'm different from other live broadcast studios. No matter how much you give away, I won't sell myself."

At this moment, two words appeared in the sea of ​​lights: [Xianxian]

The author has something to say: starting tomorrow, it will be updated at 21:00 in the evening.

Xing Xing is righteous: I heard that Coke kills sperm, so drink less.

Leisure Cub's inner OS: Kill or not, the key is that you can't get pregnant either.