Ding, your little fool is online

The moment he saw this big bald head, Yuan Xing felt that his eyes were a little dazzled.

Through this big bald head, Yuan Xing fully appreciates the sunset outside the window with his back facing him, and even sees himself reflected on it.

Yuan Xing blinked, Wang Yuyang blinked too, and the bald heads looked at each other and blinked.

After blinking for the third time, Motoko slowly closed his eyes, trying to numb himself.

It must be that I haven't woken up yet, where is my handsome boyfriend, Mr. Kaixin, woo woo woo, give it back to me.

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Seeing that his eyes were tightly closed, Wang Yuyang couldn't help reaching out and touching his bare head, feeling a little embarrassed.He has always been more confident in his appearance, so he feels good about himself even if he shaved his head.But seeing Yuan Xing's reaction, he was a little unconfident.

He saw that Yuan Xing had always been a little bit worried about him shaving his head, so he made this decision, wondering if Yuan Xing would feel better if he shaved his head with him.

Although Yuan Xing never showed the slightest discomfort, Wang Yuyang felt that if he loves him, he should bald his head with him, and the whole family should be neat and tidy.

So the big bald head patted the little bald head on the shoulder: "If I don't get up again, I will become a monk and go to Xiao Yuanxing."

As soon as the little bald head heard it, he immediately got up, and then looked at Wang Yuyang's shiny forehead, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it. At the same time, he touched his own forehead with one hand, comparing the two bald heads. .

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?" Wang Yuyang patted his head, "It was specially shaved for us, Xiao Yuanxing."

Yuan Xing nodded in distress, but the words he said were incomparably straightforward: "It's beautiful!"

Wang Jianyang smiled, reached out and pinched the tip of his nose: "Little liar."

Yuan Xing knew that he shaved his head for himself, but he still grinned: "I didn't lie to you, Mr. Happy, he looks good in everything."

Looking at Wang Jianyang's shiny head, Yuan Xing couldn't help but say a few words.

The first sentence is "If you love him, just bald your head with him." The second sentence is "A family should be tidy."

If you want to grow old together, then start from zero together and grow your hair together, just like Mr. Happy has been with you all the time and accompanied you to grow up again.

A big bald head and a small bald head are another kind of romance.

After both of them shaved their heads, they became a beautiful landscape in the rehabilitation center.

Many children who came to visit Yuan Xing before crowded at the door of Yuan Xing's ward, and looked in through the door. Many of them entered the room boldly and wanted to touch Yuan Xing's head, but they were all blocked by Wang Yuyang. down.

Zhou Lei, who happened to come to visit Yuan Xing's condition, saw the situation, drove away the group of children, and ordered the nurse to change Yuan Xing's medicine.

Yuan Xing has been lying on the bed for more than a week. Calculating the time, he has spent more than half a month in bed since he started the operation.

In the past half month, Ling Qiuchi happened to arrive at the door more than once when the two were kissing, and his attitude changed from "Tsk, I'm kissing." to "Tsk, the sour smell of love." To the back of "Little cabbage, you smell sour!"

Chang is so arrogant that Yuan Xing can't laugh or cry. He has grown up, but his brother Xiaoqiu doesn't seem to have grown up yet.

"The wound is recovering well, but you can't lie on the bed yet. For the time being, I'll wrong you to sleep on your stomach." Zhou Lei stroked his head, "It's almost possible to get off the ground and walk around. Walk the corridors of the hospital."

Not only the doctor's order, but Yuan Xing himself wanted to walk on the ground.

"Go slowly." Wang Yuyang embraced Yuan Xing, grabbed his hand, and walked slowly in the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a bright window. Because the floor is not high, you can just see the tops of magnolia trees. This is the last spring in late spring.

Yuan Xing propped his hands on the window sill, poked his head out to smell the fragrance of flowers and feel the evening spring breeze.

Downstairs in the garden, there is a psychological counselor walking with two or three children. There is a child in a wheelchair in the small square. A kite is tied to the wheelchair at hand. The other end has already flown into the sky. There are several shelves, and the aunt is collecting the children's clothes and quilts.

Yuan Xing remembered that the first time he came to Zhao Mianfu's rehabilitation center, it was deserted.

Now that he has finished the operation, this place is also bustling. Many children have been treated here. Maybe they will recover successfully like Yuan Xing and pursue love and a new life.

Looking at the swaying kite among the magnificent clouds, Yuan Xing suddenly remembered the paper jam he had written when he was in Fang Qiuyue's rehabilitation center.

At that time, he wrote down on the cardboard the wish of "Want to open a hospital and help children become happier and happier Yuanxing".

Now it seems that it is time for him to work hard in that direction.

Yuan Xing remembered that he not only wrote down this wish, but couldn't remember it no matter how he thought about it, so he asked Wang Yuyang to help him pick up his things when he went home in the afternoon.

Yuan Xing let go of his hand on the window sill, turned around and called Wang Yuyang: "Mr. Happy."

Maybe it was because he hadn't been on the ground for a long time and had surgery. Yuan Xing's legs were weak. As soon as he turned around, he fell into Wang Yuyang's arms uncontrollably. Fortunately, Wang Yuyang reached out to support his waist in time.

The hospital gown had a wide neckline, Yuan Xing lowered his head, and the clothes between the collars fell down.The snow-white neck and strong collarbone can be seen at a glance, and further down, you can even see the red cherry blossoms that should belong to summer, showing a beautiful color.

And it was spring, summer had not yet come, and spring had not yet come down from the cherry trees.

But his little Yuanxing used to be an insulator, and he still is now, and the spring is the same, but the cherry tree has not yet realized that it is a cherry tree.

For a moment, Wang Yuyang felt his head was a little hot, and his head was filled with blood and he was drowsy.

Yuan Xing, who didn't know Wang Jianyang's patience at all, acted like a normal person, hugging his waist like a little sloth, spreading his slender fingers, grasping his clothes restlessly with both hands, and occasionally feeling his fingertips rubbing against his skin through the fabric. touch.

After getting up slowly, Yuan Xing still didn't realize what he had just done.

"Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing said, "You, when you come home in the afternoon, can you bring me, that yellow folder by the bed? Also, there are books on the bedside table, I read them earlier. Half of it, bring it to me too, bring it here."

Yuan Xing babbled so much, but Wang Yuyang remained motionless as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Mr. Happy?" Yuan Xing couldn't help shaking his hand in front of his face.

Only then did Wang Yuyang come back to his senses, and nodded: "Well, I see, I'll get it for you when I get home." At the same time, he tightened the hand around Yuan Xing's waist, gritted his teeth secretly to calm down his emotions.

It's no way to go on like this...

After the wind time was over, Yuan Xing was helped back to the ward again, lying on the bed to rest.

Before going home, Zhou Lei came to visit again and ordered someone to help Yuan Xing hang up the hanging bottle.

The stranded needle stayed on the back of Yuanxing's hand for half a month, and the tape was lifted a lot. Yuanxing pressed down, and found that the skin under the tape and the rest of the skin were obviously two different colors.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed it lightly, and it turned out...

Before Zhou Lei left, Yuan Xing asked: "Sister Zhou, can I, can I take a bath? It's been so long, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Well, wipe it with a wet towel." Zhou Lei said, "I will ask the nurse to help you pull out the stuck needle at night and put a waterproof band-aid on it, but you have to find someone to look at it for you. If you touch water, you will be stupid."

There is one and only one person.

Yuan Xing looked at Wang Yuyang, thought about the scene, and his cheeks turned slightly red.And Wang Jianyang was putting on his clothes with his head bowed, wondering if he heard Zhou Lei's words.

When he got home, he first took some snacks from the refrigerator, then went into the study and put Motoko's folders and books into a bag, took some clothes, and then walked into the bathroom.

Put the brand new shower gel, facial cleanser and shampoo into the bag with a blank expression, then took out the shampoo with a blank expression, threw it away, then closed the door and went downstairs with a blank expression, and drove to the hospital.

His face was expressionless the whole time, but his heart was about to explode with excitement.

Lao Wang, don't have any feelings, all you can do is give Yuan Xing a bath.

The milk pudding ball reappears in the rivers and lakes, and it is exciting to think about it.

Yuan Xing, who was sitting on the hospital bed, was a little hesitant. It was true that he wanted to take a bath, but it was also true that he was a little embarrassed.

Before he went to get an injection before he recovered, he felt very embarrassed when his butt was seen.Now that he has recovered, he is more sensitive to all kinds of feelings and emotions, and he is about to be stared at all over again...

Yuan Xing looked up at the infusion bottle distressedly, and sighed.

In short, the person concerned now regrets what he said at that time, very regretful.

With a "click", the door was pushed open, and Wang Jianyang came back with something.

"Your book, your file folder." Lao Wang put on a calm look again, "I also brought you a notebook and a pen to see if you have anything you want to write or draw."

"The snacks are here, and the dinner will be delivered later. If you are hungry, eat something to fill your stomach."

He also thoughtfully put a box of snacks, covered his schoolbag so that Yuan Xing would not see the shower gel and other things he brought, and kept silent about taking a bath.

After eating snacks and meals, Yuan Xing also finished hanging the water today. The nurse lady helped him pull out the stuck needle, put a waterproof band-aid on it, and was ready to take a bath today.

Wang Yuyang sat aside and read a book, with one eye, pretending to know nothing, there are five people and six people.

Yuan Xing touched the band-aid on the back of his hand, looked at Wang Yuyang, and then at the bathroom in the ward.

While Wang Yuyang took advantage of Yuan Xing to look at the bathroom, he looked away from the book and looked at Yuan Xing.

The two looked east and west, each harboring a ghost.

After a stalemate with each other for more than ten minutes, Wang Yuyang couldn't help it, and looked up from the book and asked Yuan Xing: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Yuan Xing glanced at Wang Yuyang resentfully: "Yeah, I don't really want to wash it either."

Wang Jianyang stared at Yuan Xing, and was silent for a while: "Are you sure? It's been more than half a month. If today passes, it will be 19 days."

In the face of precise math problems and self-disgust, Yuan Xing was finally defeated.

"Well then..." Yuan Xing pursed his lips, "Mr. Happy, can you not look at me for a while?"

Wang Yuyang didn't answer, he threw down the book in his hand as fast as he could, went to the bedside and helped Yuan Xing get his slippers, and took his hand: "Let's go."

Looking at Wang Yuyang's back, Yuan Xing always felt that many of the roads leading to the bathroom under his feet were Wang Yuyang's routine.

After the water temperature is adjusted to the right level, the house will be filled with dense mist, and the people in front of you will also become hazy, giving you the beauty of looking at flowers in the fog.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang wet a towel, turned to Yuan Xing and said, "It's time to wash."

Yuan Xing was still wearing the baggy hospital gown, standing barefoot on the wet floor with red toes.He tugged at the hem of his jacket with both hands, embarrassment spreading across his face.

"Okay, I'll turn around." Wang Yuyang immediately turned his back, "Try not to look at you, shall we?"

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, and then slowly began to take off the hospital gown.

There was a rustling sound of cloth rubbing behind him, and the mirror in front of him was full of water vapor.

Through a hazy layer of mist, I saw the vague young man slowly unbuttoning his chest.The pale pink fingertips caressed the translucent button, gently picked it up, and pressed it, getting closer to the summer fruit.

The scene in the mirror is blurry, only the two heartbeats are the clearest.

While unbuttoning his buttons, Yuan Xing looked at Wang Yuyang, who was facing away from him, as if he was afraid that he would turn around suddenly.

After taking off the top of the hospital gown, the baggy trousers followed.

The trousers themselves were a bit long when they arrived, enough to cover his insteps.Not only that, but the elastic belt around the waist is also loose, and it can be wrapped around the crotch. If you walk a little too fast, your pants might fall off.

Yuanxing pulled the elastic belt around his waist with both hands, and slowly pulled it down.

There are still drops of water on the turned off shower, falling from a high place and falling on the water surface.

"Are you ready?" Wang Qianyang suddenly asked out of nowhere, breaking the silence in the room.

Yuan Xing was so frightened that as soon as he gave it away, his pants fell down.

Maybe it was because the movement was bigger than before, Wang Jianyang was afraid that something would happen to Yuan Xing, so he couldn't help but look back.

The first thing that came into view was a pair of white feet, and the toes couldn't help curling up after being touched by the sight.Then there are two slender legs, the lines hidden in the mist are graceful, no one is superfluous, trembling slightly with infinite reverie.

People can't help but want to reach out and grab the slender ankle, slowly lift it up, and then slowly open it...

Further up, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, breaking the charming atmosphere of the room.

There was a little yellow chicken printed on Yuanxing's pants, and he was holding a small yellow flag in his hand.

Wang Jianyang looked at it and thought incongruously.

I haven't bought Yuanxing's underpants with chickens printed on it, so Yuanxing should have bought it himself before.It has been more than a year to live with Motoko, so for more than a year, Motoko has been thrifty and kept the house while wearing the underpants of this little chicken.

The poor and cute little chicken gradually transformed into a bulging little chicken under Wang Jiyang's gaze.

Sensing that the other party's gaze had wandered to where his body was, Yuan Xing was shocked and turned around automatically.

"Mr. Happy, didn't you say you'd never turn back?" Yuan Xing bit his lower lip, his face flushed red.

Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly turned around, and unconsciously shook the towel in his hand.

The movement of turning around raised a cloud of mist, covering Motoko even more tightly.

A dense atmosphere filled the space between the two of them, Wang Jianyang didn't look like a 30-year-old man, and Yuan Xing didn't look like a recovered Yuan Xing either.

Yuan Xing looked down at the changes in his body, and it was only now that he realized that what he gained was not only growth, but also the puberty all over again.

And his Mr. Happy is the only one who accompany him through the journey, no matter what kind of growth.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, closed his eyes and tore off the last chick.

Stepping on the wet tile floor with bare feet, the surrounding water mist is desperately squeezed into the cells.

"I, I'm fine, Mr. Happy." Motoko said in a low voice.

Wang Yuyang, who had his back turned to him, didn't move at first, and turned around after a second.

The moment their eyes met, Motoko trembled slightly, and his eyes closed nervously.

Wang Jianyang has just calmed down his emotions. After all, what he has done most often in the past year is how to calm down the anger in his belly. To say with pride and a little bit of sadness, no one is more proficient than him.

But seeing Yuan Xing's nervous appearance, he still couldn't help laughing: "Why are you nervous?"

"Yeah, I'm nervous." Yuan Xing started to stammer again.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang looked up obliquely, took a long bath towel and wrapped it around Yuan Xing's waist to help him block it, "Is this better?"

Yuan Xing opened his eyes, looked down, and then nodded: "Okay, better."

Wang Yuyang smiled, and put the wet towel on Yuan Xing's body: "Okay, don't be shy, I'll take a shower and go to bed quickly, after the operation, you still have to hurry up and rest."

"Hmm..." Yuan Xing responded in a low voice, sitting on a small plastic bench, letting Wang Jianyang sprinkle warm water on his back.

Holding the shower in his hand, Wang Qianyang carefully avoided the wound on the back of Yuan Xing's head, and helped him wipe his back.

The soil and water in the south nourished Yuan Xing's skin to be fine and white, even if he came to the north for five years, it didn't damage a single bit.After rubbing it hard for a while, a patch of redness appeared on the skin.Seeing this, Wang Jianyang didn't dare to use force, for fear that Yuan Xing would feel pain.

Yuan Xing turned his back to him, grabbed the bath towel on his knees with both hands, his reddish face hadn't faded, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

After washing his whole body, Wang Yuyang took out the shower gel he brought from home.

The shower gel was a product sent by the company when it cooperated with a beauty platform before. Wang Yuyang took a set at home and never used it. It happened to be a time for Yuan Xing to try it.

As soon as I opened the lid, I smelled a faint strawberry smell.

The shower gel is red in color, and a lot of foam will form after a little rubbing on the bath ball. At the same time, the strawberry smell permeates the room, which is sweet.

Wang Yuyang put the foam on Yuan Xing's body, and Yuan Xing immediately turned into a sweet little strawberry.

The bath ball is a little rough, and the foam is very soft. When different touches touch the skin, Yuan Xing always trembles slightly, one after another.

Plus another person's body temperature...

Yuan Xing couldn't help biting his back molars.

During this process, the strawberry smell in the shower gel diffused into the air to the maximum extent, which was stronger than the previous smell, constantly impacting the nasal cavity and the bottom line of human endurance.

Wang Qianyang looked at Yuan Xing's back, looked at the white skin under the big ball of foam, and gritted his teeth.

Finally finished foaming, Yuan Xing hurriedly asked Wang Yuyang to turn on the shower without rubbing it a few times, wishing to finish the shower in one second, and then crawl on the bed and cover his head with the quilt in the next second, watching his heartbeat and reaction by himself.

The large balls of foam were washed by the warm water, and they slid down the arms and calves one by one.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang hung the shower back and patted Yuan Xing's shoulder, "Get up, little Yuan Xing, I'll get you a towel, wipe it off quickly and put on your clothes, I'll go out first..."

While talking, Yuanxing stood up, but the bath towel around his waist might have drank too much water, and his weight increased sharply, unable to resist gravity.

It fell down with a "pop", interrupting Wang Jianyang's words.

The two were facing each other, one was naked, the other was wearing a white shirt, well-dressed.

Yuan Xing was taken aback, and hurriedly wanted to squat down to pick up the bath towel.

As a result, before he had time to bend down, someone grabbed his wrist.

The other party's gaze was terribly hot, and Yuan Xing didn't dare to look at him at all, his eyes kept looking away, and his mouth muttered, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

The skin under the wrist is fine and white, and the blue blood vessels are clearly visible.The shower gel is strawberry flavored, as if the other party's blood has also turned into a sweet strawberry flavor.

Wang Yuyang stared at it, then lowered his head and kissed the blood vessels on the inside of his wrist.

The wet touch made Yuan Xing smart. He tried to pull his hand out, but he couldn't fight against Wang Yuyang at all.

"Open, open, Mr. Happy..." Yuan Xing stammered, embarrassment slipped from his face into his throat, into his words.

Wang Yuyang turned a deaf ear to it, closed his eyes and continued to kiss the inside of his wrist. The kiss was gentle at first, but then it became a little harder.

Yuan Xing suffered from pain and couldn't help hissing.

Hearing the sound, Wang Qianyang immediately raised his head and looked at Yuan Xing, whose eyes were slightly red.

Yuan Xing blinked, not knowing whether it was fear or shyness.

"Go, Mr. Happy?" Yuan Xing called again tentatively.

As if possessed by a demon, Wang Jianyang exerted force with his hands, not only grabbed Yuan Xing's wrist tighter, but also grabbed him and pulled him into his arms.

The fiery kiss fell immediately.

At first Yuan Xing was stiff all over and didn't dare to move, but then gradually softened, his hands were powerless to grasp Wang Yuyang's white shirt, a patient voice came out of his throat, and his consciousness was gradually sent to the clouds.

It wasn't until he felt his legs being held back that he suddenly regained his consciousness.

But Wang Qianyang seemed to have not escaped from the spell of strawberry flavor, and his hands were tightly clasped around Yuan Xing's waist.

Yuan Xing only felt that he was about to endure the explosion, so he quickly pushed Wang Jianyang, and said, "Go, Mr. Happy, I have a headache, it hurts a little..."

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Yuan Xing's first problem, but if this continues, the only problem is his "evening festival"...

Wang Jianyang was brought back to his senses by these words, and quickly let go of his hand, looked at Yuan Xing who was blushing, and then at himself, and quickly took out a clean bath towel to Yuan Xing: "The pajamas are also in the cabinet, you...you put them on." Come out as soon as you get dressed."

Then he walked out of the bathroom door without looking back, most likely because he didn't dare to look back.

Yuan Xing wiped the corners of his eyes, sniffed his nose lightly, and took the bath towel to wipe off the water on his body.

The moisture in the bathroom gradually dissipated, and the image in the mirror became clear again.

Yuan Xing took a look and found that the hickey marks on his wrist and neck had begun to turn red.

He stared at the inside of his wrist for a while, and when he habitually wiped his head with a bath towel, he touched the gauze behind his head, and then quickly withdrew his hand.

Looking up at the mirror again, Yuan Xing reached out to wipe off the water vapor on the mirror.

The water drops flowed down along the erased traces, Yuan Xing followed the water drops with his eyes and sighed.

Although I have already experienced many things with Mr. Kaixin, I always feel that the remaining one is the most difficult.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and Yuan Xing still needs to work hard.

The author has something to say: Today's post is a bit long, but I still hope that my little one will read it.

Explain the break.

After Motoko recovered, both his personality and his speech changed a lot. After I got used to writing about the silly Motoko, I felt like I was writing about another person, not the little Motoko I was before. It was very awkward to write.

I had written 2000 words on Thursday, and I deleted them all after seeing it as awkward. I also wrote in the next two days, but it was very awkward.

I feel that what I write is not Yuanyuan at all, not ooc, but not Yuanyuan in my heart at all.I feel that the recovered Yuanyuan has become an ordinary person without cuteness. I have lost a lot of love for this recovered Yuanyuan, so it is very painful to write. I have changed the chapter I read today many times. of.

I will try my best to overcome this feeling, and then I will revise the previous article a little bit, but it will not affect the latter.Xiuwen is to give myself an explanation and comfort.

The chapter on lovers shouldn’t be very long, doi (I’m just a vulgar) and Yuan Xing will disappear after realizing their ideals, and then most of them will have sticky interactions like today’s chapter. Personally, I’m better at writing this stewed relationship Interactive _(:з」∠)_ If you think it’s too watery, you can leave a message to explain the situation and I can refund your coins.

Okay, thank you everyone for listening to me so much, I will send a red envelope to you in the message of this chapter today, kiss