The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

In the early morning of the next day, Su Yan woke up from his sleep. He didn't know when he fell asleep last night.

He only knew that last night he and Xie Chen watched the stars and the moon, talked about many interesting things in the past, and fell asleep without knowing it.

"Brother woke up, did you sleep well last night?" Xie Chen asked with a smile.

Su Yan nodded, then looked at him.

This Xie Chen really just hugged him and sat at the gate of the palace and slept all night. He had a pad to sleep on and it was comfortable, and Xie Chen also took off his coat and covered him, so he didn't feel cold all night.

But Xie Chen has been sitting on the cold stone steps all night, and still hugging him, his butt must be hurting from sitting.

Then he quickly stood up, holding Xie Chen's clothes in one hand, and pulling Xie Chen with the other.

When he held Xie Chen's hand, he found that Xie Chen's hand was cold, and he immediately felt guilty and distressed.

"What's the matter, brother?" Xie Chen asked when he saw something wrong with his expression.

Su Yan didn't speak, but silently helped Xie Chen put back his clothes.

Xie Chen looked at Su Yan who was helping him put on his clothes with his head slightly lowered, and smiled slightly: "This is the first time my brother helped me put on my clothes."

But Su Yan still didn't speak, and still helped Xie Chen tidy up his clothes seriously.

Seeing him like this, Xie Chen stretched out his hand to grab his hand and asked, "What's wrong, brother?"

Su Yan still felt the coldness of Xie Chen's hands, so he pulled his hands out of his hands.

Xie Chen was slightly taken aback, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Su Yan holding his hands in reverse, which made him a little flattered: "Brother?"

"Your hands are so cold, I'm afraid that some cold air invaded your body last night. I'll cook some ginger soup for you later to drive away the cold." Su Yan raised his eyes and looked at Xie Chen.

Xie Chen stared blankly at Su Yan, who for the first time cared about him actively and unabashedly, and was pleasantly surprised.

However, Su Yan let go of one hand, lifted it up and touched Xie Chen's forehead: "I don't have a fever, why are you so dazed?"

Xie Chen suddenly smiled, and then hugged Su Yan into his arms: "It would be great if my brother could always care about me like this."

Su Yan paused, then struggled and said: "You little bastard, let go quickly, this is the gate of the palace, and it's dawn, it's not good to be seen by others!"

"If you see it, you will see it. I want everyone to know that my brother is mine." Xie Chen said happily.

"..." Su Yan blushed, "You, let go, I have to cook ginger soup for you."

"Tell Ah Chen to let go."

"You're doing this trick again!" Su Yan said angrily, this little bastard is addicted to using this trick, right?

"Who told my brother to take this trick? Brother, why don't you just yell, since I yelled last time, I haven't yelled anymore, I really want to hear it." Xie Chen's tone had a hint of coquettishness.

"...It's not like you don't know how to shout, you want to hear yourself shouting to yourself!" After Su Yan finished speaking, he tried to struggle a couple of times. It was abominable, but he couldn't break free. What is the strength of this little bastard? so big!

"Can my shouting be the same as my brother's shouting? My brother's shouting is the best, just like my brother's breathing. Every sound makes my heart tremble."

The second part of the sentence, Xie Chen, said to Su Yan's ears with a voice that only they could hear, and the warm breath burned Su Yan's ears red.

"..." Su Yan was suddenly angry and annoyed, and he struggled even more.

"Brother doesn't yell, I won't let go. Besides, my brother is struggling so loudly, it is easier to attract the attention of others." Xie Chen said wickedly, his tone was full of bad "threats".

Su Yan didn't know what to do, who made him struggle, so he could only admit it, after all, this little bastard is really thick-skinned, and he is not afraid of people watching.

So, he shouted angrily: "Ah Chen, let go!"