Every day I hit a stake, I would see my brother fall to the side

The author has something to say: (づ￣3￣)づBrother changed his name or something... He collided with an NPC in the game...

Last chapter Life and death can't be changed... I'm fighting JJ

It was the beginning of May, and the night wind blew through Tang Yao who was not long after bathing. He still felt the coldness of the night wind.

He simply started practicing martial arts not long ago, otherwise it would be difficult for Tang Yao's body not to catch the wind and cold.

Tang Wuye had already heard the sound of shallow breathing, so Tang Yao deliberately took his steps lightly, walked to the already laid quilt and sat down.

Putting the towel aside, Tang Yao sat on the ground and began to wipe his hair that had grown overnight.

... long hair is really troublesome.

I couldn't help complaining in my heart, because Tang Yao always listened to his mother nagging his cousin to dry his hair after washing his hair when he was a child, so now...even if he is sleepy, he can sleep while standing, and his hands still don't move. stop.

But in the end it was too exhausting, Tang Yao wiped his hair half dry, combed it again, and then fell asleep with his underwear on.

Then... Tang Wuye on the bed opened his eyes immediately after Tang Yao's breathing became even.

As a killer, he has an extremely keen sense of hearing and ability to perceive the surrounding environment, so no matter how lightly Tang Yao's movements are made, it will still be of no use to Tang Wuye.

Sitting up, Tang Wuye glanced at the person sleeping on the ground for a long time, then stretched out his hand to fish Tang Yao onto the bed and pinched his face by the way.

In fact, he has been thinking of doing this since he met Tang Yao yesterday. (…)

After pinching for a while, he let go, and Tang Wuye closed his eyes contentedly.

After that it was a sleepless night.

Surprise from early morning.

>>>>

Tang Yao felt that he was about to have a heart attack in the morning.

Swallowing saliva and blinking again, the person in front of him was still unmoved, but the breath coming out of his nostrils was so hot and real.

That's right... Tang Yao woke up early in the morning and found that he was sleeping on the bed that should belong to Tang Wuye, and...his hand was still on Tang Wuye's waist.

Not only that... For unknown reasons, Tang Wuyan's expressionless face softened after being tense all day yesterday.

As if unsure, Tang Yao stretched out his hand and tapped Tang Wuyan's mask.

hard.

It was indeed Tang Wuye who was lying face to face in front of him...

But didn't he sleep well on the floor yesterday...

Could it be that he fell in love with the bed so much that he couldn't help but sleep on Tang Wuye's bed at night...?

Omg this is just horrific...

But... Brother, the sky is so bright, shouldn't you get up and study hard every day, and then work hard to practice familiar skills, right?

At this time, Tang Yao once again shifted his gaze to the hand that was on Tang Wuye's mask, and touched it curiously.

Do you wear a mask when you sleep to keep people away...

"What are you going to do?" The person in front of him opened his mouth suddenly, then opened his dark eyes and stared at Tang Yao motionlessly.

Since he had just woken up, Tang Wuye's originally sharp eyes became a little lazy, and even his voice became hoarse, which made Tang Yao blush inexplicably.

"It's nothing..." He hesitated and replied, Tang Yao took a deep breath, and said as if he had made up his mind, "I was careless last night... I'm sorry I climbed into bed."

Hearing Tang Yao's words, Tang Wuye was obviously taken aback for a moment, then returned to his expressionless expression and said flatly, "I accept your apology."

Heaved a sigh of relief, Tang Yao didn't feel anything wrong with the other party's expression at all.

"Get out." Tang Wuye stood up after speaking, quickly put on his clothes and jumped out from the window sill.

The promised leg fell... I feel like I've recovered, okay...

Tang Yao felt that he was powerless to complain anymore, so he stayed on the bed for a while, rubbed his head and then sat up.

Tang Wuye was always very efficient in his work, and when Tang Yao was about to get dressed, he brought some food back and put it on the table.

But Tang Yao looked at the clothes in front of him a little at a loss.

The clothes Tang Wuye prepared for him were a set of Tangjiabao clothes in color and style. The style looked ordinary but was complicated. It made Tang Yao look at it several times, and finally couldn't help but want to flip the table.

"Put on and eat."

"...Okay." As he spoke, Tang Yao studied the front and back and put it on, then pants, shoes, and a thing that Tang Wuye prepared for him to bind his wrist like a weight.

Putting the food on the table neatly, Tang Wuye turned his head and glanced at Tang Yao's wrist and said, "No matter what happens, you can't take this off."

Glancing at Tang Wuye, Tang Yao nodded although he felt a little strange, "Okay."

At this moment, Tang Wuye set his eyes on Tang Yao's collar, then frowned and said, "It's worn backwards."

"..."

So in the end Tang Wuye personally went out to help Tang Yao take off his clothes, fold them up and put them back on for him.

"I'll be leaving in a while."

Tang Wuye, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and helping Tang Yao tidy his clothes, said so suddenly, then raised his head and stared at Tang Yao's face motionlessly.

I don't know why Tang Yao felt that Tang Wuye...'s eyes suddenly flickered with an indescribable light.

"Then you pay attention to safety on the road...?"

As if satisfied with the answer, the expression on Tang Wuye's face became a little softer, and he even stretched out his hand to gently stroke a lock of Tang Yao's hanging hair.

"Thank you, brother..." Responding to Tang Wuye's brighter smile, Tang Yao stood up and walked to the table in the middle of the room to start eating breakfast.

After a long time, Tang Wuye never came to eat. Tang Yao silently turned his head to prepare for Tang Wuye's situation, and found that he was still squatting on the spot without any movement, and his hands were still in the same position as he was helping him to straighten his hair. So Tang Yao couldn't help but speak. : "By the way, brother..."

"Ah."

Glancing at Tang Wuye's legs, Tang Yao said, "Your legs..."

"No problem."

"Okay... I was too worried."

Sure enough, people who practice martial arts have a much stronger recovery ability. It is inexplicably enviable that people can recover from bruises, swelling, leg bone fractures and so on after a night's sleep.

"Do not."

"what……?"

"It's a little sour, come and rub it for me."

Tang Yao: "..."

It's obviously because you squatted too much, okay...

"But the food..."

"I'll eat later, it's still early."

"..."

Brother... I will misunderstand you when you say that!