I was calculated by the alpaca

Ling Zhe stood blankly at the door of his house. The current situation is...he has no clothes, no keys, no mobile phone, no money, and is locked out. What should he do?

If he ran out like this, maybe others would call the police and arrest him, and he really couldn't afford to lose this person...

Most importantly, he didn't know where Xia Yan was going.

Ling Zhe squatted at the dark staircase, hugging herself with her arms around her knees.

He was afraid that he would be seen by others if he stood in other places. In a building with dozens of floors, basically no one would climb the stairs, so it was barely safe.

Ling Zhe didn't know how long he had waited for the shit-shoveling officer, but it felt like years.

It was at this time that he realized that without knowing it, he had become so dependent on Xia Yan.

Usually when Xia Yan was at home, he would come over to tease him from time to time. He always thought Xia Yan was annoying, but now that Xia Yan had gone out, he wanted Xia Yan to come back sooner.

Xia Yan was the first person Ling Zhe met in this strange time and space, and also the person he had the most contact with, even... this person was very kind to him.Better than those hypocritical people in the palace...

Although I know that in Xia Yan's eyes, he is just a pet.

But Ling Zhe still couldn't help feeling attached.

Why hasn't he come back yet, doesn't it mean he doesn't want himself anymore...

When thinking of this thought, Ling Zhe was shocked, when did he become so hypocritical.

If the shit shovel officer dares to reject him, he will be killed!Physically...

Ling Zhe finally waited until Xia Yan, the excrement shovel officer seemed to be drunk and smelled of alcohol.

When Ling Zhe was the emperor, he also liked to drink, and he could drink very well.

But he doesn't like Xia Yan's drinking very much, he likes the refreshing smell on Xia Yan's body.

Ling Zhe wanted to rush over and throw himself into Xia Yan's arms, but just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly realized that he was no longer an alpaca, he was now a teenager, and to Xia Yan, he was a stranger.

But... If he doesn't follow Xia Yan in, will he still be locked out of the house?

He misses the soft sofa, the delicious food in the refrigerator, and...

Ling Zhe felt that he had never been so entangled before, but when he was very entangled, Xia Yan had already walked towards the stairs.

"Who? Who's over there?"

There was a hint of vigilance in Xia Yan's voice. She was still hiding on the stairs in the middle of the night, and she always felt something was wrong.

Xia Yan approached cautiously, and he was sobered up by the wine. He pushed open the half-closed door at the top of the stairs, and then saw...a beautiful boy squatting in a corner, or...naked? ? ?

Xia Yan rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He didn't know whether he was too drunk, or just came back and fell asleep in the car and didn't wake up, or the way he opened his eyes was wrong, why... appeared again What about this hallucination?

Although only the exit sign on the stairs emits a faint light, he can still be sure that this is not the first time he has seen this boy. When the bathroom was beaten up, I seemed to have seen this boy before.

"It's you!"

Ling Zhe was not ready yet, so he was caught off guard and confronted Xia Yan face to face. He had countless lines in his mind, but he still didn't know how to speak.

Then, he heard Xia Yan say, it's you...

Ling Zhe blinked his eyes suspiciously. It was true that he saw Xia Yan every day, but...has Xia Yan seen him too?

Probably because Ling Zhe's eyes were too dazed and innocent, Xia Yan felt that he might be a little abrupt, so he quickly made up for it: "Well, have we met somewhere?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xia Yan felt like a fool. What he said, it seemed that his uncle was deliberately flirting with the beautiful boy.

Although he didn't speak well, Ling Zhe was too familiar to him.

Not only did he look familiar, but even this young man carried a familiar aura, which made Xia Yan feel very comfortable.

He looked the boy up and down, only to feel that the boy in front of him seemed to grow in his own aesthetic points in every aspect.

Although the young man was naked at this moment, he could not feel any blasphemy.

He looked so pure, especially those black eyes, in the dark night, seemed to have the power to take people's heart.

"..."

Xia Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but he didn't make any sound. He suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and he became nervous for no reason.

Obviously, I just looked at the boy, why did he become so wrong?

Xia Yan felt that he still had to go to the hospital for another checkup tomorrow, because there was clearly something wrong with him!