[Wearing the Book] Cats refuse to be cannon fodder

I don't know if it's his own delusion, Lin Yu always felt that Bo Chen knew something, but on second thought, any carbon-based creature who has received a scientific education would not think about wearing a soul in a whimsical way.

So he took these two sentences as a sarcasm as a matter of course, he turned his head and smiled at Bo Chen: "Why? Or you take me in?"

"Okay." Bo Chen replied.

"Uh"

The development of the matter was beyond Lin Yu's expectation, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, so he was stunned.

Then a piece of pajamas full of thin scents covered Lin Yu's head and face. Before the smell entered his nasal cavity, Lin Yu quickly pulled the pajamas off his head. The static electricity generated by the friction caused dozens of hairs to face the air. Fluttering.

Bo Chen leaned on the computer desk, resting his hands on his forehead to see him pressing his hair angrily, the tip of his red tongue brushed the gap between his lips.

Tsk, it's getting cuter and tighter.

The smoother the hair, the stronger the electrostatic force, making it even harder to press down. It was like challenging the bottom line of his obsessive-compulsive disorder, and Lin Yu was about to collapse.

"Okay." Bo Chen hid the flashing green eyes, walked over and pressed Lin Yu's restless hand back to his side, and said in a deep voice, "Hold it for a while, and go down by yourself."

Lin Yu resisted Bo Chen twice, but was unable to match his strength, so he gave up reluctantly.

Lin Yu turned his head away and let out a sharp breath through his nose. The two of them maintained this posture and neither of them moved until their hair fell limply.

Lin Yu stuffed the pajamas into Bo Chen's arms, and said, "It's getting late, let's go, goodbye."

He didn't really take Bo Chen's words of taking him seriously, unless this person lost his mind and took in a person who had pestered him in every possible way.

Bo Chen nodded, and responded: "Goodbye, friendly reminder, it's very cold outside at night in Beijing this season, more than enough to freeze to death a homeless man sleeping on the street, keep warm on the road."

Lin Yu's foot froze again just as he stepped out of the bedroom.

Gan! ! !

He was about to sleep in the park.

What kind of cheap parents are the original owner? His son didn't come home at [-] o'clock in the evening, so he didn't know how to call and ask.

A sly smile flashed across Bo Chen's eyes, but he asked very politely: "But it's so late, it's not safe, why don't you stay and go back tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you." Lin Yu turned around resolutely.

Cats are all creatures that can bend and stretch. When the shit-shoveling officer is useful, you can lick your belly as you like.

Bo Chen has already given such a big step, it's not in vain.

"The road is facing the sky. We each sleep on one side, and no one is allowed to cross the boundary." Lin Yu knelt on the bed, and a Chu River and Han boundary was separated between the beds.

"Good night." Lin Yu got into the velvet quilt contentedly, and closed his eyes.

Bo Chen bent one leg and leaned against the other half of the bed, tilted his head to see Lin Yu pretending to be asleep, and said, "You are really welcome."

Lin Yulian took the lead and got into the bed, and said in a low voice, "I'm asleep, don't talk to me."

The bulging bag on the bed was really motionless.

Bo Chen laughed: "Okay, good night."