can't you afford to lose

Wen seemed a little taken aback.

He didn't know how to respond to this question for a while, if he slept with An Yixin, the next day An Yixin would definitely avoid him because of his stupid thoughts, but if he didn't agree...

An Yixin saw Wen Siyi's hesitation, thought he was unwilling, and said in a low tone: "Forget it."

He turned over and pointed the back of his head at Wen Siyi.

——If he doesn't agree, An Mao Mao will be angry.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of Wen Siyi's lips.

Forget it, just hide tomorrow, and he will coax him again.

So after a while, An Yixin, who was sulking, felt that a corner of her quilt had been lifted, and there was a faint fragrance by her side, and a gentle voice: "Make room for me."

An Yixin was happy, obediently moved to the side, and turned around.

Wen Si also lay down, facing An Yixin: "Go to sleep, good night."

An Yixin also replied: "Good night."

That being said, he didn't intend to sleep at all, and still stared at Wen Siyi with his eyes open.

An Yixin usually likes to droop her eyes when seeing people, which gives people a lazy and lazy feeling, and may also make some people feel impolite.

After fully opening it now, Wen Siyi realized that An Yixin's eyes were also quite big, and they were still very obedient deer eyes.

A hint of amusedness and helplessness flashed in Wen Sianyi's eyes, and he raised his hand to caress An Yixin's eyes: "I have to catch the high-speed train tomorrow, go to sleep."

As soon as his hand left, An Yixin opened it again, looked at Wen Siyi seriously, said "good night ninth", and finally closed it.

Wen Siyi didn't sleep.

With the bright and faint moonlight, he watched the boy's peaceful sleeping face.

After a long time, he sighed infrequently, as if he had made a decision, and suddenly said: "An Yixin."

no respond.

The boy has fallen asleep.

Wen Siyi raised his hand to caress his side face again, swallowed back what he wanted to say just now, and forced himself to close his eyes too.

What he wants to ask is, if you know that I am ninth, will you blame me.

Alcohol helped her sleep, An Yixin slept soundly, and woke up before noon the next day.

Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was a clear face, which was very familiar, and An Yixin would see it every day.

His mind was still a little dull, and he thought that Boss Wen's skin was really good, and he just used those piles of bottles and cans every day, which was incomparable to a rough internet-addicted teenager like himself.

In the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, and his brain was completely sobered by fright.

shit.

Why did Wen Siyi sleep on my bed?

An Yixin was about to sit up, but was taken aback again.

——He found that he was hugging Wen Siyi's neck, and his right arm was still under the pressure, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

No wonder he could see Wen's seemingly flawless skin and fine and docile eyelashes.

The distance between the two is very close at this moment, An Yixin's pillow is slightly lowered, with both hands around Wen Siyi's neck, and Wen Siyi has one arm on his waist, it looks like he is snuggling up against Wen Siyi in the arms.

What the hell!

An Yixin was completely dumbfounded.

He tried hard to recall what happened yesterday, and then found out in despair that he was the one who wanted to sleep with Wen Siyi, not only calling him "ninth" as stubbornly as last time, but also sticking to his ass all the way.

……and many more.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

When Wen Siyi went to the toilet, he deliberately opened the door a crack, and stood outside to watch openly.

He...he saw...

Help.

An Yixin closed his eyes in despair, the more he didn't want to think about it, the more his mind was filled with that picture, and he couldn't drive it away.

Why is this person younger than me, but that thing can be so big.

An Yixin's ears felt hot.

He took a few deep breaths and began to recite the skills and damage values ​​of the heroes in the middle lane silently. Finally, he managed to calm himself down and slowly opened his eyes.

An Yixin withdrew his left hand and tried to take his right arm away, but to no avail.

He became even more desperate, and simply gave up on himself and started staring at Wen Siyi in a daze.

When people are in a daze, they like to think wildly. Looking at Wen Siyi's face, An Yixin's mind came up with the content posted by fans on Wen Siyi's Weibo, live broadcast room, and Chaochao.

Said that he is handsome and gentle, the family has money and is good at playing games, why is there such a perfect man in the world.

There is also the speech of his dream girl: I want to eat the food cooked by Wen Siyi, and I will be taught by him to cook in the kitchen, and I want Wen Siyi to be their cat climbing frame, leading them to kill and swish in the Summoner Canyon Swish up the score, want to sleep with Wen Siyi, admire her husband's face up close, and get a good morning kiss when she wakes up early.

An Yixin suddenly thought, apart from not having a good morning kiss, isn't the other thing he and Wen Sianyi did together.

And only myself and him have done it, and no one else in FWG has.

Those who said it should be envious.

An Yixin suddenly felt a little complacent, and then seriously admired Wen Siyi's face.

He usually smiles gently, so even with his eyes closed, he gives An Yixin a very gentle and reassuring feeling. The bridge of his nose is high and straight, but the tip of his nose is delicate, and his lips are a little thin. The good morning kiss should be just superficial. After a while, it was over before he noticed it, and when he raised his eyes, he would only meet him with a shallow smile.

"?"

An Yixin was instantly dumbfounded when she realized what she was imagining.

He wanted to give himself a slap in the face, so what was the difference between this brain-filling picture and some of Wen Siyi's excessive dream girls, and they were still two men.

Although it is a man who is older than himself, but after all, it is two, two, men, people.

An Yixin pinched himself tremblingly with his left hand, and escaped from this terrible state.

When he stared at Wen Siyi again, the tips of his ears turned red again.

While thinking wildly, Wen Siyi suddenly opened his eyes.

An Yixin froze instantly.

But Wen Siyi didn't seem to wake up, his light-colored eyes were not fully focused, and his voice was still gentle but with a nasal sound: "Good morning, Ambush."

The arm on An Yixin's waist moved, but he didn't take it away, his eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes slowly.

An Yixin became even stiffer.

His attention was all on the arm around his waist. It was okay if he didn't think about it before, but now his perception seemed to be infinitely expanded, and the touching skin became extremely sensitive.

An Yixin was afraid that Wen Si could feel her own body temperature rising.

But clearly, the main problem is not this.

Wen Siyi's breathing on the tip of his nose, the skin touch on his neck and waist, his soft "good morning", his clear eyes and trembling eyelashes...

It seemed that all the factors were causing the hot blood to rush to that part.

An Yixin realized that - he had won.

Although this is a normal phenomenon in many mornings, An Yixin didn't feel this way when she woke up. Instead, she stared at Wen Siyi for a long time, and gradually there was something strange in that part.

Holy shit! !

This is so fucking scary.

An Yixin was shocked, and regardless of whether it would wake Wen Syi up or not, she yanked away the arm that was pillowed by him, got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Wen seemed to be left behind and opened his eyes in confusion, and a minute later, he heard the sound of water rushing from the bathroom.

The author has something to say:

"And only myself and him have done it"

Will do.

There will be an explanation if Wen seems not to lose his horse, but it's definitely not the bloody kind, and it's almost too soon ww