After rebirth, I got hypermemory

After taking a shower and then going to bed, the two of them lay hand in hand, unable to fall asleep.

Rong Yu has insomnia, good and bad.And Yan Xiao was sober after being washed in a bath.

The two chatted all over the world, and hugged each other again while chatting, kissing here and sucking there from time to time.

Hugging each other face to face, Yan Xiao hung one long leg around Rong Yu's waist, and Rong Yu smoothly pressed his neck and back from top to bottom.

Finally put him to sleep.

The little old man's slow breathing was hypnotic, and half an hour later, Rong Yu held Yan Xiao in his arms, buried his head in Yan Xiao's neck, and fell asleep.

......

Yan Xiao slept very well, and he didn't even have a dream. When he opened his eyes, his mind was in a daze, and he didn't know what night it was.

He rubbed his eyes for a while, then twisted his long arms on the bed for a while, heard the crackling sound, and turned his head to look.

A pine chair, a folding table, a laptop, a person typing away at a keyboard.

"Eh?" Yan Xiao rubbed his eyes again.

"Are you awake?" The "cracking" sound stopped, Rong Yu raised his head and smiled at Yan Xiao.

"Eh?" Yan Xiao narrowed his eyes.

"Did you sleep well, or did you have a nightmare? Why do you look stupid." Rong Yu stood up, sat on the side of the bed, and touched Yan Xiao's head.

"What time is it?" Yan Xiao grabbed Rong Yu's hand half asleep and half awake, and kissed him.

Rong Yu leaned over and kissed the corner of Yan Xiao's mouth, "You get up now, and you can still have lunch in time."

"Ah??" Yan Xiao sat up abruptly, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You slept well, why did I ask you?" Rong Yu said.

"But you didn't call me when I fell asleep?" Yan Xiao frowned.

Rong Yu: Didn't I just say that, I see that you slept well, and I don't want to wake you up.

"I didn't say that."

"Then what are you talking about?" Rong Yu asked.

"I mean, if I wake up so late, grandpa will think I'm lazy, and he will say that it's not good for you to find such a lazy boyfriend." Yan Xiao explained patiently.

Rong Yu patted his face and smiled, "Can he still expect you to do housework?"

"Doing housework is doing housework, sleeping late is sleeping late, these two things are different." The matter has come to this point, Yan Xiao has nothing to do to make up for it, shaking his head and sighing, he asked again, "Then why didn't you go to work?"

"I asked for leave in the morning." Rong Yu said.

"Ask for leave? Why?" Yan Xiao frowned.

"I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable when you wake up and find that there are only you and grandpa in the house." Rong Yu said.

Yan Xiao blinked, put his arms around Rong Yu's waist, and rubbed his face against Rong Yu's waist, "No, I'm quite adaptable."

"That's good. I'm going to work in the afternoon. Are you staying at home or what?" Rong Yu's heart softened after being rubbed by him.

"I'm looking for Shanzi to buy furniture, and I also want to look for Yu Mo." Yan Xiao replied.

Rong Yu touched the back of his head, "Looking for Shanzi to buy furniture? Why don't you let me go with you?"

"Ah?" Yan Xiao raised his head from Rong Yu's waist, the ends of his hair sticking out in a mess.

"Why do you want your buddies to accompany you when you buy furniture and not your husband? I don't understand?" Rong Yu asked.

Yan Xiao's big, black eyeballs slipped under his eyes, and he finally woke up completely, "Are you jealous?"

"The devil is jealous." Rong Yu patted him on the head, transferred from the bed to the chair again, crossed his legs and sat down.

He deliberately didn't look at Yan Xiao, and just clicked blindly on the computer screen with the mouse.

"You're just jealous, and you still don't admit it." Yan Xiao rushed forward, almost hitting Rong Yu's head with his face.

Rong Yu raised his eyelids and met the black jade-like eyes that were close at hand, "I'm not jealous, why should I be jealous of Shanzi."

Yan Xiao stared at him, Rong Yu's face was calm, he couldn't see anything.

"Then I don't know if I can pick you up from get off work at night. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the TV station in time." Yan Xiao walked to the bedside and stepped on the floor barefoot to pull on his slippers.

Rong Yu frowned, "You just bought a piece of furniture, and you didn't ask you to chop wood and make it yourself, isn't half a day enough?"

Yan Xiao was lowering his head and carefully picking up his shoes, but he didn't see the expression on Rong Yu's face, "It takes time on the road."

"Are you going?" Rong Yu asked.

"No, drive, I plan to go to IKEA to buy." Yan Xiao finally stuffed his feet into the slippers, stood up and stretched.

"Go to IKEA to buy?" Rong Yu looked up at him, and saw Yan Xiao's waist exposed from under the hem of his clothes because of stretching, a healthy honey color, and a tight curve that was curved and straight.

Unable to hold back, he reached out and touched it.

The one being touched was very embarrassing, so he grabbed his clothes and revealed a whole piece, "Look at my abdominal muscles, don't they look good." After speaking, he exerted a little force on his waist and abdomen, showing obvious muscle mass.

Rong Yu glared at him, "Be low-key."

"Hey," Yan Xiao grabbed Rong Yu's hand and pressed it on his waist, "Don't suppress yourself, just touch it if you want, it's not like I won't let you touch it."

"Come here." Rong Yu put his hand on Yan Xiao's warm abdominal muscles, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

Yan Xiao licked the corner of his mouth, thought for a second, and let go of Rong Yu's hand, "Forget it. I have to wash up quickly, and if I dawdle again, I'll be dawdling until night, then I'll really have no face to see Grandpa."

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to wash up." Rong Yu closed his notebook and stood up.

"Why do I need you to accompany me to wash? No need, I know where the bathroom is." Yan Xiaojin pulled on the slippers and walked outside.

Rong Yu thought for a while, then sat back again, opened his notebook and continued his work just now, before he even fully opened an OA file, he heard the bedroom door being pulled open and quickly closed again.

Yan Xiao trotted back to him, "You should accompany me."

"Don't you know where the bathroom is?" Rong Yu smiled slightly, staring at the screen.

"Oh, grandpa is outside," Yan Xiao pulled Rong Yu, "I got up too late, I'm sorry, you can go out with me."

Rong Yu didn't look at him, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "I finally sat down...I can't get up."

"Eh?" Yan Xiao patted him hard, "Why are you so narrow-minded."

Rong Yu raised his eyelids, glanced at Yan Xiao, held back his laughter with difficulty, put his fist against his nose, and coughed twice.

Yan Xiao didn't want to talk to him anymore, put his hands on his waist, looked down at his round neck and short sleeves and loose shorts, took a deep breath, "Hey, where are my clothes from yesterday?"

"Your shirt and trousers?" Rong Yu asked.

"Well, where did you put it?"

Rong Yu: "Put it in the clothes basket in the bathroom."

"Then don't you still have to go out from here?" Yan Xiao sighed.

"What are you going to do?" Rong Yu, who finally sat down, stood up voluntarily.

"I want to change into something more formal." Yan Xiao said.

"If you want to be formal at home, you can wear this." Rong Yu said.

"No, no, grandpa is outside, I want to change clothes," Yan Xiao walked to the closet by himself, putting his hands on the closet door, "I'll just wear your clothes, which closet?"

"Okay, well, wear mine, and I'll get it for you." Rong Yu walked over, put his arm around Yan Xiao, and pushed open one of the cabinet doors with the other.

"My clothes are quite casual, similar to yours." Rong Yu rummaged through the closet. They were either sports or work clothes. There was nothing to choose from. He picked up a white round neck T and a pair of clothes. Black overalls came out, "How about this?"

Yan Xiao took it and lifted it up to look at it, "Okay, it's better than big pants."

"Actually, it's pretty much the same," Rong Yu smiled, "The main reason is that you look good even in a sack."

"That's true." Yan Xiao took off his pajamas with a wave of his hand, and took off his big pants with a snap. The gray underwear inside was also Rong Yu's.

Rong Yu stretched out his hand to lift the waist of Yan Xiao's gray underwear, pulled it open, and let it go again, with a "pop", it bounced against his tight waist.

Yan Xiao, who was putting on a T-shirt, got out from the collar and glared at him, "You tore your own pants."

"I'll buy it when it's broken." Rong Yu smiled, and stretched out his hand to hook it again.

Before he put on his pants, Yan Xiao was tickled by Rong Yu, hugged Rong Yu and pressed on the bed, "If you do it again, I will do it to you."

"Now?" Rong Yu smiled and lowered his fingers further.

Yan Xiao propped up his upper body, his Adam's apple rolled twice nervously, "You are not allowed to move around, it is not good for grandpa to hear."

"Then give me a kiss." Rong Yu hooked Yan Xiao's neck and touched his lips.

It was Rong Yu's clothes from inside to outside, Yan Xiao got used to it quite a bit, Rong Yu got used to it even more, and they walked out of the bedroom together.

Grandpa is wearing an apron, fiddling with plates and chopsticks at the dining table.

"Good morning, grandpa," Yan Xiao called him from behind, "ah no, good afternoon."

Grandpa turned his head, "Are you up?"

Yan Xiao scratched his head, "I got up too late, it's not good, I will get up early in the future."

"Why do you get up so early? Sleep if you want. You are at the age where you can't wake up, unlike us old guys who can't sleep anymore." Grandpa said.

"Grandpa, you are not old at all. How can you be called old when you are only in your fifties, and you are in the age of fighting." Yan Xiao said with a smile.

Grandpa: "Who is in his fifties?"

"You," Yan Xiao said, "don't you look like you are in your fifties? No more than 55."

"Ahahaha, you really can talk, kid." Grandpa laughed and his crow's feet wrinkled. "I've been retired for more than ten years. How could it be that I'm in my fifties? I'm almost eighty."

Yan Xiao had an expression of disbelief, "Grandpa, you are almost eighty? Impossible, you look too young, do you have any maintenance secrets, please teach me quickly."

"Then let me tell you, there is nothing else but Tai Chi." Grandpa simply pulled out a chair from the dining table, sat on it, and started talking, "Tai Chi is really good. I want to pass it on to Xiao Yu. He is unwilling to learn. Taijiquan is for self-cultivation and can prolong life."

"You still want to pass it on to him, so you must be everyone, right? Which faction do you fight?" Yan Xiao looked very interested.

"It can't be said that everyone is not everyone. I practice Chen style Tai Chi, so I can be regarded as a closed disciple." Grandpa laughed twice.

"Closed disciple, you are really amazing..." Yan Xiao continued.

"Oh, so-so, there are many people who are better than me," grandpa raised his hand modestly, "But in our area, I'm really good, and the old guys all want me to take them... ..”

"Then you can bring me one too. I've always wanted to learn Taijiquan, but I haven't found an authentic teacher like you." Yan Xiao dragged a chair very sincerely and wanted to sit on it.

Before his butt landed on the chair, Rong Yu grabbed him and glared at him with a smile, "Aren't you going to wash up? Hurry up."

"Oh, Xiao Yan hasn't washed yet, so I'll go get you first, and we'll talk about it when we're done eating." Grandpa felt very comfortable being flattered by Yan Xiao, and his smile became more and more kind.

"Yeah, good grandpa, let's talk later." Yan Xiao slightly lowered his waist, walked around the dining table, and walked to the bathroom.

Rong Yu was with him, pinched him lightly, and leaned closer to his ear, "Sure, who did you learn how to coax the old man?"

"How do you call it coaxing? I mean it from the bottom of my heart." Yan Xiao squinted at him.

"Hehe, you're still making it look like the real thing..."

Just as he was about to reach out and grab Yan Xiao's face, he was called by his grandfather, "Xiao Yu is here to serve the food, what are you going to do next, Xiao Yan, when you go to the bathroom?"

"Yes, what are you doing after I go to the bathroom to wash your face?" Yan Xiao asked in a low voice.

"Well, I don't know, I follow you out of habit." Rong Yu patted Yan Xiao's buttocks, turned and walked to the kitchen.