Ding, your little fool is online

After entering the house, Yuan Xing bouncingly followed behind Wang Yuyang, followed him from the living room into the kitchen: "What are you eating today?"

"What do you want to eat?" Wang Yuyang put the vegetables on the table, turned back and leaned against the cooking table, and stretched out his hand to embrace Xiao Nianxing, who had been following behind him, into his arms, "Do you want to eat meat again?"

Xiao Nianxing shook his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Eat, it's okay to eat vegetables, as long as the nutrition is balanced."

Wang Yuyang let go of him with a smile, and instead held his face with both hands, rubbing it left and right: "Oh, you really know a lot."

Yuan Xing bulged his cheeks, trying to push away Wang Yuyang's evil hand on his face: "I know that, and there are many."

"Okay, you know the most." Wang Jianyang let go of his hand, "Then let's eat something light today."

After returning from Wantang Village, Yuan Xing has been consciously or unconsciously avoiding stuttering, and even recited some things at home to exercise his speaking ability.

When he confronted Yuan Hongming a few times before, he didn't stutter a word in all the words he said to Yuan Hongming.The high tension and spirit at that time seemed to have stimulated some of his nerves. Since then, Motoko no longer stuttered as before.

However, Yuan Xing himself did not discover this, and he did not react afterwards.

Coupled with the practice of the last two months, Yuan Xing's speech is a little bit sharper than before, but overall he still stutters.

But only when encountering a very long sentence, or when flustered, will still break the sentence or repeat it as before.For the rest of the time, he could even talk back to Wang Jianyang, just like he did just now.

However, his idiosyncrasy of adding "de" at the end of sentences has not been changed, and Wang Yuyang also thinks this idiocy is cute.

But apart from speaking, Yuan Xing still has a lot to learn.

For example, he needs to think for a long time before he can understand Zhang Yong's gratitude. This requires him to learn slowly in life.For example, the school motto of Hong Kong City University is a matter of knowledge.

Wang Jianyang plans to discuss with Yuan Xing later, completely quit his job at the hot pot restaurant, and send him to a special school in the afternoon to learn some cultural knowledge. He can't always be so stupid, otherwise how can he open a hospital to help children in the future.

Other than that, there is only one last question left.

about feelings.

Yuan Xing also seems to understand that this is a big problem he will face next, so he is always clinging to Wang Yuyang, asking for a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

And he tried to turn his head secretly when Wang Jianyang kissed his cheek, but he was always held firmly by the other party, Xiaoji and Xiaoji had nothing to do, so he stomped his feet in anger and said "Hi, how angry".

Facing Yuan Xing's hug and high offensive, Wang Jianyang had to live in torment and hold himself with difficulty.

He had no choice but to restrain Yuan Xing in his arms again and again, touching his head, hoping in his heart that he would grow up quickly and save himself from the fire and water.

When he was in the rehabilitation center, Yuan Xing always asked Fang Qiuyue and sister Chen about "masculine love" intentionally or unintentionally.

Fang Qiuyue was drinking tea at the time, and when she heard this word from Yuan Xing, she, who was always steady and dignified, almost spit out the tea in her mouth.

She pulled a piece of paper and wiped her mouth, thinking that she was getting old.

Ling Qiuchi was also there at the time, and seeing Yuan Xing's innocent and ignorant expression, he felt ashamed.

But having said that, Fang Qiuyue still gave Yuan Xing a task: "Convey your feelings to the other party, let the other party feel your heart all the time, and help the other party do what you can".

The twists and turns of what he said, Yuan Xing himself concluded that "you should tell Mr. Happy all the time that you like him, and help Mr. Happy with housework."

Like is unscrupulous, loving tolerance, restraint and responsibility.The difference between the two is actually very small, there is only a layer of window paper, if it is pierced, it will be blessed to the soul, and you will be able to see the sky through the clouds and mists.

What Yuanxing has to do can be said to be probing back and forth on the edge of the window paper.

So when I went home today, Pharaoh who had just entered the door, before he had time to change his slippers, he heard a soft sentence.

"I like you, Mister Happy."

Wang Jianyang was just a little short of dying on the spot.

He managed to stabilize his figure, and he stumbled when he saw that he was speaking: "Xiao Yuan is lucky, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Xing blinked: "No, it's nothing, I just like you."

Then he took the initiative to walk over, helped Wang Jianyang take the things in his hand, and said, "Help, help my favorite Mr. Happy, get the things."

Then came the slippers: "Give the slippers to Mr. Happy, whom I like."

In the face of such an obedient and sensible Yuan Xing, facing each mouthful of liking, Wang Yuyang died on the spot.

Died happily, with tears in my eyes.

Seeing Wang Yuyang's reaction, Yuan Xing couldn't help pursing his lips, not knowing whether the method Grandma Fang gave would work or not.

Wang Yuyang went to cook after "resurrection", and Yuan Xing followed him into the kitchen, standing aside to watch him cook.

What I ate today was stir-fried seasonal vegetables. Several kinds of green vegetables were rolled up and down in the wok. Yuan Xing looked at it and wanted to reach out and try it for himself.

He raised his head, blinked his eyes like he was doing something bad, stretched out his little hand tentatively, and tentatively probed for the wooden shovel in Wang Yuyang's hand.

"Be obedient." Wang Yuyang touched him lightly with the back of his hand, "Go and play, there is too much oily smoke here, I'm afraid it will choke you."

"I want to try." Yuan Xing continued to stretch out his little hand, "I, I can do it."

"No." Wang Yuyang pushed his hand away again.

As soon as the words fell, a little bit of oil burst out of the pot and splashed directly on the back of Yuan Xing's hand.After hissing, he quickly withdrew his hand and swung it up and down quickly, trying to drive away the pain.

Wang Yuyang immediately turned off the gas stove, put down the wooden shovel, grabbed Yuan Xing's hand and looked at it carefully, and reprimanded him, "Does your hand hurt?"

Fortunately, the oil temperature was not particularly high, and there was not even a red mark left on the back of the hand.

"If you feel pain, apply some toothpaste." Wang Yuyang turned on the gas stove, deliberately turned down the heat, and continued to cook, "Don't stick to it, get out quickly, or you will hurt your hand again in a while."

Yuan Xing looked at the place that had just been scalded by the oil star, his cheeks puffed out, and he had to give up cooking for his favorite Mr. Happy.

Wang Jianyang watched him leave the kitchen, he was relieved, and turned up the fire.

"I like Mr. Happy."

Yuan Xing, who had already left, suddenly popped up again, said something slyly, and then slyly withdrew and ran away.

Suddenly there was a cold sound, Wang Yuyang was startled, and a little oil splashed on his hand with a "bang", which made him "ow" suddenly.

He looked helplessly at the back of his hand, slapped it lightly, and sighed, what happened to the kid today, every mouthful he liked without telling himself, he was very attentive, he was no longer that Yuanyuan rice bug who stretched out his clothes to stretch out his hands to eat and opened his mouth up.

After eating, before washing the dishes, Wang Yuyang drove Yuan Xing out again, for fear that he would drop the plate and hit him again.

Yuan Xing suddenly became unhappy, and said with his hands on his hips, "I, when I was working in a restaurant, I always, always washed dishes and served them. I am very good at it."

Wang Yuyang thought about it, handed him a plate full of foam, and said: "Be careful..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, the plate slipped out of Yuanxing's hand and fell back into the sink because of too much foam and too little resistance between his fingers.

The splashed water wet the faces and clothes of the two of them, and Motoko's face was comically smeared with foam.

Wang Yuyang looked down at him, and he looked up at Wang Yuyang.He also blinked shamelessly, innocently.

Seeing him like this, Wang Yuyang couldn't blame anything, and the plate didn't fall to the ground. He just stretched out his hand and flicked Yuan Xing's forehead: "What's the matter with you today? You're so stupid."

Yuan Xing held his forehead, and began to doubt Fang Qiuyue's words a little bit, and decided to open up a new path.

Of course, before leaving the kitchen this time, Yuan Xing still told Wang Jianyang that he liked him.It's always Wang Jianyang who has heard it several times today, but he still couldn't help shaking, and dropped the plate into the sink again.

What are you doing so cute?

After washing the dishes, Wang Yuyang prepared the dishes for tomorrow in the kitchen. He chose and chopped them in advance and put them in the refrigerator, which would be convenient for cooking tomorrow.

He cautiously opened and closed the refrigerator door, and carefully took out the vegetables in the plastic bag without making a sound, for fear that Yuan Little Troublemaker Xing Sticky would come in again.

As a result, as soon as he closed the gate of the soldier line, when he turned his head, he saw Yuan sticky sticking to his back again.

"I want to help Mr. Happy choose dishes that he likes."

Wang Yuyang was helpless, considering that the risk factor of choosing vegetables was almost zero, so he nodded and left Yuan Xing behind.

"Then you go and help me peel some scallions." Wang Jianyang pointed to the green onion leaning against the corner, "One is enough, just wash and put it on the table after peeling."

After a while, Yuan Xing confidently handed Wang Jianyang a peeled garlic sprout.

Wang Yuyang: "...Okay, you can go out and play."

After that, Yuan Xing calmed down very much. He obediently washed his feet and soaked his feet, and didn't make trouble anymore. He still liked you one by one.

"Mr. Happy, come and take a look." Yuan Xing called out from the bathroom.

Wang Jian walked in with his slippers on, "What's the matter?"

"Look." Yuan Xing reached out and pointed to the footbasin.

The two fat feet are close together, only slightly separated at the big toe, forming a long and narrow heart shape.

"Compared to the heart." Yuan Xing shook his white feet up and down, making a circle of water ripples, "Soaking feet is also... well, how do you say that, that is, even soaking feet is also the shape of a duck who loves you."

Wang Jianyang: "???"

Why is this kid so fat today?

Being silly and cute, not taking it seriously, being provocative without knowing it is the most deadly.

Yuan Xing, who didn't know that he had brought some sweet troubles to Wang Yuyang, happily swung his feet in the water basin, muttering about liking you, liking you.

Wang Jianyang was turned into two big ones.

Finally when it was time to go to bed, Wang Jianyang had a premonition that Yuan Xing would give him something.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw a villain lying on his bed.

Yuan Xing lay on his side on the bed, his hands folded obediently under his cheeks, and the flesh on his face was squeezed out.The light blue home clothes drooped under the influence of gravity, sticking to the body, drawing a perfect arc at the lower limit of the waist.

It's not that the two of them have slept in the same bed before, but they only slept in the same bed when they had to. Every time, Wang Yuyang was very polite and restrained.

Seeing Wang Yuyang standing at the door of the bedroom and not coming in, Yuan Xing stretched out his hand and patted the place next to him: "Mr. Happy, come quickly, the bed is very warm."

This made Wang Qianyang suddenly recall that when he was in Yuan Xing's rented house on New Year's Day last year, he stayed overnight to appease Yuan Xing.Yuan Xing was afraid that he would be uncomfortable sleeping on the stool, so he patted the bed to let him sleep on the bed, saying that the bed was very warm.

It's just that Yuan Xing was full of innocence at that time, looking at it now, Wang Yuyang always felt that Yuan Xing was planning something.

In less than a year, has my Yuanyuan pig gone bad?The old father was heartbroken.

In the end Yuan Xing was carried back to his study by Wang Yuyang and his company, who rolled the quilt into a cone.

Wang Jianyang wrapped him tightly, put him on the bed and pointed to his forehead: "Go to sleep, don't make trouble anymore."

Yuan Xing thought for a while and said, "I want to be happy with the one I like first..."

"Okay, stop." Wang Jianyang knew what he wanted to say.

The night light is soft, and the starlight in the light color spreads on the wall little by little.

Wang Qianyang lowered his eyes, his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, covering his emotions.Yuan Xing looked at him with wide eyes, and all the emotions in his eyes were clear at a glance.

After looking at each other for a long time, Wang Yuyang stretched out his hand to push the hair on his forehead, exposing his forehead, then closed his eyes and bent down.

When Wang Yuyang's shadow fell, Yuan Xing felt a little nervous for the first time, and even pursed his lips nervously, and closed his eyes.

Gentle kisses fell on his forehead, on his cheeks, and restrainedly left near his mouth.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang moved away from the kiss, held Yuan Xing's cheeks in both hands, and smiled at him with his head down, his voice was low in the night, "You've been talking all day, now it's my turn to say it, I like it too My little Yuan Xing."

"I will always grow up with you slowly, waiting for you for five or ten years, and when you grow up, I will give you all the feelings you want."

The cheeks of the two were very close, and all the fiery breaths were blowing on each other's faces. The temperature in the room suddenly rose, and the charming atmosphere was lingering together.

Yuan Xing's face was slightly flushed, and his heartbeat was beating uncontrollably, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of the thin layer of flesh and blood.

"Okay, go to sleep." Wang Yuyang got up, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips, "I have to get up early tomorrow, good night my favorite Xiao Yuanxing."

Yuan Xing did not speak this time, and pursed his lips after the sound of closing the door, stretched out his hand to touch the place where he had just been kissed, and the temperature of his cheek rose by one degree every time he touched it.

It took him a while to put his hand down and grab the edge of the quilt, his eyes sparkling.

After Wang Yuyang returned to the bedroom, he leaned against the door and let out a long breath.

I almost couldn't hold it just now...

Yuanxing's soft hair, pink and white cheeks, thick eyelashes, drooping corners of the eyes, tear moles under the eyes... pink lips.

He sighed, and went to the window to blow some air, trying to wake himself up.

Yuan Xing was really abnormal today, Wang Jianyang thought about it, and thought it might be something he learned in the rehabilitation center.

He sent Yuan Xing to the rehabilitation center to do rehabilitation training. Now that Yuan Xing has complete hands and feet, can speak fluently and can spit out golden sentences, it seems that it is time to change to a newer and more effective method.

Just thinking about it, a message cut into his cell phone.

Zhao Mianfu: Long time no see Lao Wang, my hospital has been built, when will you bring Yuan Xing to see it?

The author has something to say: Happy daily life is over a chapter, and then the plot will follow, but the following plot is almost sweet daily interaction_(:з」∠)_

Let's just try to fall in love as soon as possible.