The days when I worked part-time as a dormitory in the male dormitory

It's a bit embarrassing to say, but Liang Huaiyu actually likes to watch Lu Xiao cry.

Lu Xiao's skin is fair and the cuticle is thin. Even if he just rubs his eyes with his hands, he will turn red like a bunny, let alone when he cries.

If he cries, first his nose will turn red, and then his long eyelashes will be soaked and condensed together with tears, which will look darker and thicker, curled with a resilient arc, and the teardrops are really as big as small soybeans.

Although Liang Huaiyu always joked that he was a sluice spirit, he actually felt sorry for him.

Lu Xiao probably also knew that when he cried, his heart softened easily, so he threw himself into Liang Huaiyu's arms many times, crying coquettishly and crying at the top of his voice.

Anyway, Liang Huaiyu would not find him annoying, Liang Huaiyu would only find him pitiful and cute.

It was also the first time Liang Huaiyu knew that when Lu Xiao was really sad and wronged, he would not act like a baby.

He just clutches something tightly and weeps quietly.

When there was no Liang Huaiyu in the past, maybe it was a bed sheet, maybe a pillow, anything that could give him a sense of security would do.

Now he is only holding Liang Huaiyu's finger.

And no matter how patiently Liang Huaiyu coaxed him to kiss him, it was useless. He still just closed his eyes and cried without saying a word, not even a whimper.

Liang Huaiyu suddenly realized that he might not like watching Lu Xiao cry at all, he just liked Lu Xiao acting like a baby to him.

Lu Xiao can cling to him coquettishly and wantonly, but don't be really sad.

Liang Huaiyu hugged him for a long time, and Lu Xiao fell asleep with tears still in his eyes, maybe he was dreaming again.

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The next day, Lu Xiao was awakened by the cold touch on his eyelids.

He tried to open his eyes, his eyelids were heavy, his eyes were sore and swollen, Liang Huaiyu sat by the bed and applied a cold pack to his eyes.

He wasn't fully awake yet, subconsciously he wrapped his arms around Liang Huaiyu's waist to prop up his upper body a bit.

Liang Huaiyu took him by the shoulders and hugged him into his arms, touched his forehead, and put his palm on his heart: "Are you dizzy? Is there any discomfort?"

Lu Xiao cried for most of the night last night, and sucked oxygen for most of the night. Liang Huaiyu kept guarding him, fearing that he would feel uncomfortable.

The doctor also said that Lu Xiao shouldn't be too emotional, crying for most of the night, how sad it would be.

Liang Huaiyu was very anxious, but he didn't even dare to speak loudly, for fear of scaring him, so he could only gently rub his temples: "Baby? Are you uncomfortable, baby?"

Lu Xiao was indeed a little dizzy, and he didn't have much strength in his body, but he never felt very comfortable when he got up early, especially after crying.

Although he didn't think it was a big deal, he didn't dare to take it lightly. He closed his eyes and felt it carefully. His heart didn't feel uncomfortable, his breathing was smooth, and even his body felt refreshed.

I remember that he fell asleep on the pillow when he came home last night, but it was Liang Huaiyu who changed him into pajamas again.

Lu Xiao suddenly felt very dazed. It seemed that he hadn't put on his pajamas by himself for a long time, and Liang Huaiyu did it all for him.

After the trance, there is infinite emotion.

He was lying in Liang Huaiyu's arms, lost in thought, but Liang Huaiyu was dying of anxiety.

Liang Huaiyu didn't know what Lu Xiao was thinking, he could only see that Lu Xiao's lips were pale, and the small arm under the sleeve of his pajamas was pitifully thin.

Lu Xiao closed his eyes, and seemed to frown slightly.

Immediately, Liang Huaiyu couldn't sit still anymore, picked up the blanket next to the bed and wrapped Lu Xiao tightly, and was about to lift him out of bed.

Lu Xiao was brought back to his senses by his actions, and pressed his arm: "What are you doing?"

Liang Huaiyu kissed his forehead, and calmed down: "Let's go to the hospital, don't be afraid if you're fine, baby."

"You don't need to go to the hospital," Lu Xiao pressed Liang Huaiyu's hand harder: "I'm not feeling sick."

I don't know if it's because of crying last night, but his voice is a little hoarse, and his voice is also very low, and what he said is very unconvincing.

Liang Huaiyu frowned and was dubious, but seeing Lu Xiao persisted, he still hugged him and sat back on the bed first.

He put his hands on Lu Xiao's chest, with a serious expression: "Does it hurt here? Is it stuffy? You have to say even a little bit of discomfort."

Lu Xiao shook his head, and looked at Liang Huaiyu seriously with his beautiful big eyes: "No, it's not uncomfortable."

Liang Huaiyu kissed his fluttering long eyelashes, "Hey, how about breathing? Is it easy to breathe?"

Lu Xiao laughed, pulled Liang Huaiyu's hand, and stuffed his fingers into his palm: "Nothing, it really doesn't matter."

He wrapped his arms around Liang Huaiyu's waist again, pressed his face against his chest, and huddled in Liang Huaiyu's arms in a completely dependent posture: "If I have to say it, my eyes hurt and I can't open them."

Seeing that Lu Xiao did not seem to be uncomfortable, Liang Huaiyu also breathed a sigh of relief, and pinched his earlobe a little harder: "What else? Who cried so poorly last night? Who hurts if your eyes don't hurt?"

Lu Xiao's earlobe hurt a little from being pinched, and he pinched Liang Huaiyu's waist unwillingly: "Your hands are so strong!"

Liang Huaiyu immediately let go, and within a moment Lu Xiao's earlobe turned red.

"Hey..." Liang Huaiyu was shocked. Although he used a little force, it was definitely not too much. It was estimated that he couldn't even pinch a mosquito to death, so he could make Lu Xiao famous...

He kissed the red earlobe reflexively, always feeling that Lu Xiao was being raised by him more and more delicate.

But he can't help it, other than pampering and coaxing, he can't think of a second way to get along with Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao coquettishly said that his eyes were uncomfortable, so he could only do his best to help him.

Liang Huaiyu just wanted to take good care of his ancestors quickly, eat breakfast after rubbing his eyes, and take him to have his hair cut. He has been greedy for Lu Xiao's sister's hair for a long time.

But Lu Xiao didn't cooperate very much. The little face on his chest was obviously white and obedient, but his hand was very restless. He kept walking up and down his abdominal muscles, poking and touching for a while.

Liang Huaiyu was a vigorous man in his early twenties, holding in his arms the lover he had been thinking about day and night, it was still early in the morning.

He needed to spend most of his concentration just to hold Lu Xiao, not to mention that Lu Xiao still hugged him honestly.

Finally, it wasn't long before Liang Huaiyu couldn't help it. He grabbed Lu Xiao's hand and breathed heavily: "Baby, you..."

Lu Xiao raised his head, rested his chin on his chest, his eyes were bright and shone slyly: "What about me?"

Liang Huaiyu immediately turned his head away from looking into his eyes, and silently recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart, trying to give the most unemotional answer: "Are you cold hands?"

He let go of Lu Xiao's hand, and immediately got up: "I'll fill you with hot water—" bag.

Before finishing speaking, Lu Xiao pulled him back to the bed. Lu Xiao touched his shoulder and then squeezed his arm: "My hands are not cold, so guess again?"

Liang Huaiyu closed his eyes and sighed in his heart.

If your hands are not cold, then you want it.

Sure enough, in the next second, Lu Xiao's thin lips parted slightly, and his eyes were also sticky: "I want—"

"No!" Liang Huaiyu resolutely stopped: "You don't want it!"

Lu Xiao was taken aback for a moment, his big eyes were full of helplessness.

Liang Huaiyu's heart softened in an instant, and he hugged Lu Xiao back again, rubbing his tailbone to comfort him: "Not now, you are not recovering well, I can't touch you, and besides, we don't have any tools at home now, you will get hurt, good baby. "

He was still heartbroken because he couldn't meet Lu Xiao's needs, but Lu Xiao suddenly laughed, and his eyelashes trembled, because the eyes still had a hazy mist after applying it just now, like the morning dew on the stamens of flowers.

Lu Xiao put his soft hands on Liang Huaiyu's back through the bottom of the T-shirt, "I didn't say I wanted that."

He smiled innocently: "I mean, I want you to be my model."

Liang Huaiyu: "...?"

Liang Huaiyu was completely stunned.

Next, it took him about ten minutes to fully understand what Lu Xiao meant.

Together, Lu Xiao had already taken a fancy to him, to be precise, his body.

That heartless little bastard had been thinking about his figure in Xiao several months ago, and wanted to make him into a human body sculpture.

"You have a good plan, Lu Xiao." Liang Huaiyu gnawed on Lu Xiao's lips viciously, "To be honest, do you love my figure more, or me more?"

"Of course I love you more," Lu Xiao leaned on Liang Huaiyu's shoulder in a kind manner, "I love your noble soul and unyielding character. As for your figure, it's just the least worth mentioning among your thousands of advantages."

Although it was a gag and not serious, Liang Huaiyu still admitted that he was coaxed again.

"So are you willing to promise me?" Lu Xiao looked up at Liang Huaiyu, looking at him from bottom to top, "Be my model."

Lu Xiao has a pair of very beautiful eyes, and the curvature of the lower eye line is particularly attractive. Looking at people from this angle, they are extremely innocent and harmless.

Of course, Liang Huaiyu couldn't say a word of no. He could not resist Lu Xiao's Fa-rectification on the spot, and he had exhausted his life's cultivation.

Gentlemen don't take advantage of others' dangers, Lu Xiao is still sick, Lu Xiao is not in good health, Amitabha.

"Okay, I promise you," Liang Huaiyu endured so much pain that his teeth were a little bit gnashed in what he said, "but you have to promise me something."

"Tell me." Lu Xiao was quite generous, and it was expected that Liang Huaiyu would not make things difficult for him.

Unexpectedly, Liang Huaiyu also smiled, the arc of the corners of his lips was mysterious and vague, as if he was holding back bad water.

He leaned close to Lu Xiao's ear, put his slightly rough palm against Lu Xiao's delicate skin, and slowly stroked his tailbone.

Lu Xiao got a little hot from being teased, and he also felt faintly worried, thinking that Liang Huaiyu would never really want to do something shameful...

But before his worries could be realized, Liang Huaiyu spoke with a bit of a bad taste, "Cut me to cut your hair, and cut my sister's head again."

"W-what?!" Lu Xiao hung in his heart and fell into the air in such a way that he couldn't get up or down.

He was almost mentally prepared just now. If that gangster Liang Huaiyu really wanted it, he would follow suit.

But what did Liang Huaiyu say, asking him to cut his hair and his sister's head?

Fuck his sister!

The gangster Liang who said a lot of nonsense was still looking at him and laughing.

Lu Xiao turned his mind for a while, and immediately realized why the gangster did this, and he was trying to punish him.

He deliberately teased him for a while just now, which made Liang Huaiyu very uncomfortable, and that person immediately let him go without a teacher.

As soon as he rubbed him into a trance, he immediately stopped where he was and said something irrelevant, which made Lu Xiao experience the pain of being unable to fire an arrow.

Lu Xiao was going to die of anger.

Beat the bed angrily.

He was so angry that he immediately threw himself on Liang Huaiyu, hugged his neck, and gnawed like a puppy.

Liang Huaiyu also put his arms around his waist to help him stabilize his body so that he wouldn't accidentally fall.

Lu Xiao's movements were quick and angry, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with Liang Huaiyu taking the initiative to open his arms to take him into his arms, and kissing him on the back of his head.

After Liang Huaiyu hugged him, he didn't see the light of success flashing in his curved eyes.

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A hooligan surnamed Liang: My weak, deceitful, naive and foolish wife