Ding, your little fool is online

If it was normal, since Yuan Xing hadn't recovered yet, Wang Yuyang would definitely pat Yuan Xing's head, and then leave.

However, Yuan Xing has recovered now, but the wound on the back of his head has not healed. I am afraid that the two of them will accidentally bump into each other while sleeping. It is safest to let him sleep alone.

But Yuan Xing obviously didn't give him time to think, the other party had already buried his naked head in front of his chest, the hands around his waist also tightened a lot, and a disobedient leg wrapped around his knee and rested on him on the legs.

At the end, she said softly: "Yes, you have to sleep with Mr. Happy to be able to fall asleep."

A series of small movements in one go.

The little bald head rubbed against his chest, and Wang Jianyang didn't know his last name in an instant.

When Wang Yuyang reacted, he was already holding a fragrant and soft star baby in his arms.

The two lay face to face, sticking to each other, sharing each other's hot body temperature.

Before, Wang Yuyang and Yuan Xing slept in the same bed twice, and he remembered it clearly.

One time was in Yuan Xing's previous home, the night Yuan Xing learned of the news of his grandma's death, the child was afraid that he would sleep uncomfortable on the stool, and wanted him to lie down so that he could sleep more comfortably.The second time was at my grandparents' house. The two of them were dignified, one person and one bed, but Motoko's little hand always dishonestly crossed the barrier between the beds, stubbornly wanting to hold hands and sleep.

At that time, you had to hold hands to fall asleep, but now you have to sleep together to fall asleep.Yuan Xing, who can only be dishonest with small hands, is now being dishonest.

He curled up, curled up in Wang Yuyang's arms, with one hand on his waist, one leg on his, and the other leg together, and two cool, fat feet resting on his calves. Go up, curl up from time to time, scratching people's hearts itchy.

Wang Yuyang's hands seemed to be frozen, and they were placed on Yuan Xing's waist and shoulders stiffly, not daring to move.Twelve worries and fifteen fears, he was afraid that he would wake Yuan Xing up if he moved, and he was also worried about the wound on the back of his head. If he slept with himself like this and pressed the wound to affect his recovery, he would really be a good man. The eternal sinner.

In short, Lao Wang dared not move.

He didn't even dare to take a glance, and stared straight at the lonely little white dog behind Yuanxing.

The little white dog's eyeballs are made of black glass balls, which clearly reflect the two embracing each other.

After a long time, until the sound of shallow breathing came, Wang Yuyang moved slightly, and his eyes moved back, and he glanced at Yuan Xing.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Xing didn't sleep at all, he raised his eyes to look at Wang Yuyang, and said softly: "Mr. Happy, you are peeping at me."

Yuan Xing hid half of his face in the quilt, leaving only his eyes outside, he blinked slightly, his long eyelashes stained with the drowsiness of approaching sleep.

Wang Jianyang was stunned for a moment, and then asked him back: "What did I peek at yours?"

Now it was Yuan Xing's turn to be stunned, the word "的" at the end of him was just a mouth habit.

"Look, look at my people." Yuan Xing grabbed the quilt and whispered.

Wang Yuyang was amused by him, reached out and tore off the quilt covering his face, pinched his cheek: "Can't I see?"

Originally, Yuan Xing planned to tease Wang Jianyang, but in the end, the other party took the initiative.

Yuan Xing's mouth was pinched into a chicken mouth, and he couldn't help puffing out his cheeks, and said vaguely: "Yes, I can, Mr. Kaisen."

Wang Jianyang's heart moved, he lowered his head and kissed the chick's mouth.

Then he reached out to help Yuanxing cover the quilt again, and patted lightly: "Sleep, don't make trouble."

Yuan Xing puffed his mouth again: "I didn't make trouble."

"Then what's the matter with you?" Wang Yuyang turned over, and took Yuan Xing into his arms with his long arms, "Okay, go to sleep, don't you still want to go shopping tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Yuan Xing tried his best to hug Wang Yuyang like a little pig, "Yes, I just feel like I've never seen anything like this, Mr. Happy."

"What kind of me have you never seen?" Wang Jianyang asked.

"Hmm..." Yuan Xing thought for a while, reached out and hugged Wang Yuyang, and put his face on his neck and chest obediently, "like this, sleeping together like this."

Although Wang Yuyang didn't know exactly what Yuan Xing said, he still curled his lips slightly, and stuffed Yuan Xing into his arms again: "I'll let you read it every day from now on, go to sleep."

Sleeping with the star baby in his arms should have been a sweet dream, but Wang Yuyang actually had a nightmare, and even encountered a ghost pressing the bed.

In the dream, he took Yuan Xing back to his hometown to pick strawberries. Yuan Xing couldn't help being tempted and ate a few while picking them. As a result, a huge strawberry fell from the sky. Wang Yuyang hurriedly pushed Yuan Xing away.

Half-dream and half-awake, Wang Yuyang opened his eyes and saw the chandelier above the study. There were no big strawberries, but he still felt something heavy on his chest, his breathing was difficult, and his face was flushed red.

Glancing over, the quilt that should have been flat on his chest bulged into a big bag. Wang Yuyang took a deep breath and tried his best to lift the quilt off his body.

The big strawberry in the dream showed its true colors.

Yuan Xing didn't know when he lay down on him, and hugged him with all four limbs like a little frog. The strawberry-flavored bath liquid exuded a sweet smell, which made Wang Jianyang able to have such a dream.

The frog Yuanyuan's face was pressed against his neck, the flesh on his cheek was squeezed out, and his mouth was squeezed up, and if he lay down for a while, his saliva would flow out.

But it doesn't matter whether it's a nightmare or a ghost pressing the bed, the terrible thing is that Yuan Xing's position is not right.

There was a height difference of more than ten centimeters between the two, and Yuan Xing made a slight mistake, so he happened to be standing on the same starting line as Wang Yuyang, and the two little brothers also met each other cordially.

All the boiling blood concentrated in that place, and the vigorous beating made Wang Yuyang stunned for a few seconds in the cool air in the middle of the night.

After lifting the quilt, Yuan Xing seemed to feel a little cold, twisted in his sleep, and instinctively squeezed towards Wang Yuyang.

It doesn't matter if you don't squeeze, Wang Jianyang almost died if you squeezed.

It's not ecstasy, but real pain, the kind of pain that almost ascended to heaven.

Yuan Xing just twisted, and he didn't know what to do. He took Wang Yuyang's pajama pants and the fabric of his underwear and spun together. A magic power of love circled around, twisting the fabric that was already tight on Xiao Wang's body, and strangled him half to death. .

Almost murdered his happiness for the rest of his life in his dream, in two senses.

Although it hurts, Wang Jianyang dare not make a sound.He silently waved his hands a few times in the air, and clenched his teeth like crazy.

After waiting for a while, after the pain subsided, Wang Yuyang took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

There was the sound of pattering rain outside the window, and the raindrops made a pattering sound on the window sill.

Yuan Xing was woken up by the sound of rain and rubbed his eyes. He didn't know that he was lying on Wang Yuyang's body. He glanced at him in a daze and asked, "Mr. Happy, what's wrong with you? You seem to be very angry?"

Still have the face to ask!

Looking at Yuan Xing, Wang Qianyang gritted his teeth, wishing to bring this culprit to justice.

But when the words came to his lips, Wang Yuyang could only say: "It's nothing, go to sleep."

"Oh...then, good night then." Yuan Xing closed his eyes again, obediently climbed off Wang Yuyang's body, nestled in his arms again, curled up his body, and fell asleep like a small shrimp. Forget to arch and rub, to be extremely dependent.

A series of small actions made Wang Jianyang's heart soften.

"Hey..." He sighed, covered the quilt again, and stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Xing in his arms.

What can Old Wang do, is he forgive the little fool like his father did.

The next day, even though he was fatally beaten last night, Wang Yuyang still woke up very early.

This time Yuan Xing nestled in his arms obediently, closed his eyes and slept soundly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he must have had some sweet dream.

The sound of the rain outside the window has changed from last night's tick tock to clatter. The rain in the cold spring is not heavy, but the temperature is extremely low, and the house is also cold.

Fortunately, last night Wang Yuyang brought over a quilt in time, and the two of them hugged each other to sleep in the warm quilt, coupled with the dim light in the room and the sound of rain, it was especially suitable for another sleep.

There is nothing better than falling asleep to the sound of rain or waking up to the sound of rain.

Worried that Yuan Xing would catch cold when he woke up, Wang Yuyang took out the remote from the bedside table to turn on the air conditioner.After adjusting the temperature, he stretched his arms back, planning to hold the baby and sleep for a while to live up to the sound of the rain.

The temperature in the house was low, and Wang Yuyang's pajamas had wide sleeves. When the air conditioner was just turned on, most of his arms were exposed, and it became cold after drying in the cold air for a while.

When Wang Jianyang reached into the quilt, he habitually took Yuan Xing into his arms, but he never expected that the touch of his hands was not the cotton fabric of pajamas, but the soft flesh.

Yuan Xing also woke up immediately, and when he woke up, he trembled.

He was aggrieved by the cold, and when he just woke up, he was not so clear-headed, his eyes were dim, and he looked at Wang Yuyang with his mouth pursed, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, then quickly raised his hand: "I'm awake."

Yuan Xing hummed a few times from his throat, but couldn't hear what he said.

"Little pig, are you?" Wang Yuyang squeezed his face with another warm hand, "What are you whining about?"

Yuan Xing snorted a few more times, and Wang Jianyang realized that he was cold.

He hastily stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and by the way, hugged his little baby a little tighter with his warm hands.

Looking down, the pajamas and pajamas that were still on Yuanxing's body before going to bed last night have long since disappeared. No matter what he should see or not, he has seen all of them, even though he saw them all in the bathroom before.

Yuan Xing felt hot when he went to bed at night, and he would take off his clothes unconsciously, and sometimes he would take off his clothes when he felt uncomfortable sleeping.But most of the time, I will still sleep honestly, and occasionally I will win the lottery.

Lao Wang successfully won the lottery.

However, the feeling of winning the prize is not pleasant, after all, there is no way to receive the prize now.

No matter how Xiao Wang bar yelled in the early morning, Lao Wang bar couldn't touch the trophy.

What a terrible word.

If it weren't for the wound on the back of Yuan Xing's head, Wang Yuyang would have pressed this provocative little thing under his body, kissing him so much that his mother wouldn't know him.

Wang Jinyang took a deep breath, tried to maintain his rationality, and asked Yuan Xing, "Are you still sleeping?"

After a pause for a few seconds, Yuan Xing opened his eyes and looked at Wang Yuyang, and shook his head slowly, but his hands hugged him tighter.

"Then go to sleep." Wang Yuyang touched the little bald head with one hand, and groped for the pajamas and pajamas of the little bald head under the bed with the other hand, and put it on for him after a while.

As a result, the quilt was dark, and Wang Jianyang touched things he shouldn't have touched in a fumble.Yuan Xing immediately arched his body, and pushed Wang Jianyang out of the bed with hands and feet.

"Plop—" Wang Jianyang sat down on the ground with his buttocks.

Yuan Xing, who was completely awake, blushed, wrapped himself in a quilt into a Yuanyuan caterpillar, and looked at Wang Yuyang vigilantly: "Mr. Happy, what are you doing, you are a hooligan?"

Wang Yuyang: "..."

Who on earth has been playing hooligans, lying on people without clothes, and has the face to complain first!

"Then what..." Wang Yuyang, who had never been treated like this before, got up from the ground in embarrassment, "Xiao Yuanxing, I'm going to cook for you first, you sleep for a while and then get up, for a while."

After speaking, he quickly left the room, as if he would do something terrible if he stopped for a second longer.

After the sound of closing the door, Yuan Xing sat up, blushed, touched the back of his head, and tapped it lightly with his fingertips.

He let go of the quilt, exposing two slender white legs to the air, and further up, the little yellow chick on the underpants was stretched out of shape, and slowly raised his head, trying to make a cluck.

Yuan Xing's face turned red a lot again. Wang Yuyang told him some common sense of physiology the night before, and after adding his own personal experience, he now understands a lot about this aspect.

Including what Wang Jianyang said before and teaching him something else, Yuan Xing can almost understand what it is.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xing couldn't help but plucked his hair, and rubbed his face along the way, trying to drive away the embarrassment.

Wang Jianyang had already prepared breakfast, but Yuan Xing did not come out for a long time.

"Yuan Xing." Wang Jianyang walked to the study and opened the door.

I saw Yuan Xing only wearing pajamas and tops, kneeling on the ground with his ass pouted, bending over to fish for something under the bed.

When kneeling down, the hem of the clothes slides forward, revealing the sunken waist, with two shallow dimples on both sides.Going backwards, the edge line of the body bends upward again, outlining a full and attractive arc.

The blood that had just calmed down suddenly surged again, but facing this situation, Wang Yuyang only felt that his life was getting more and more difficult.

"Ah, Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing held the back of his head and raised his head cautiously, "My pants fell off and fell under the bed."

Wang Jianyang leaned over and saw that there was a pair of crumpled pajama pants lying in the gap by the wall under the bed.

"Eat first, don't pick it up." Wang Yuyang pulled Yuan Xing up, and glanced at his red knees, "Change to another pair of pants."

"The trousers, the trousers are all gone." Yuan Xing said, "Not even washed."

After returning yesterday, Yuan Xing threw all the dirty clothes into the bathroom. He searched through the closet, except for the thick winter trousers, there were no trousers suitable for this season.

Wang Yuyang was helpless, although it was tempting to wear only a top that could cover his butt, but Wang Yuyang couldn't keep torturing himself.He rummaged through the cabinets to find a pair of his own trousers, put them on for Yuan Xing, and fastened the belt for him.

Finally, he patted his buttocks: "Get dressed, don't play with the clothes anymore, do you hear me?"

Yuan Xing looked down at the baggy trousers that directly covered his feet, and bulged his cheeks to express his dissatisfaction.

After eating without risk, Yuan Xing sat on the sofa and began to read a book. Originally, he planned to go to the fresh food supermarket to buy vegetables, but when he saw that it was raining today, he gave up the idea of ​​going out.

Wang Yuyang had asked for leave to take care of Yuan Xing before. Although it was not yet time, Yuan Xing no longer needed to be around to take care of him 24 hours a day. He was also sitting on the sofa holding a computer to work remotely.

Yuan Xing saw that Wang Yuyang also sat up, and immediately stretched his feet into his arms.

"I don't wear socks." Wang Yuyang frowned, lifted his shirt, and asked Yuan Xing to put his cold feet on his stomach to keep him warm.

"Hey." Yuan Xing gently stepped on his abdominal muscles with his fat feet, revealing dimples, and smiled very slyly.

It was raining outside the window, and there were two mugs printed with stars and the sun on the table, filled with hot tea, and the tea stems were floating and sinking in the water.

The dense heat flows from bottom to top, and the white mist seems to have life, turning into strands and intertwining with each other. Amidst the sound of pages turning and typing on the keyboard, the figures of the two people are blurred into a peaceful appearance.

Yuan Xing's feet were warmly warmed. While browsing the documents, Wang Yuyang pinched Yuan Xing's slender ankle and rubbed the protruding bone on the side of the foot.

When the house was quiet, Wang Yuyang received a call.After the brief call, he was visibly pleased.

Yuan Xing also finished reading the book in his hand at this time, and took a new one.Before he had time to open the cover, Wang Jianyang scratched the soles of his feet.

The ticklish Yuan Xing quickly pulled out his feet: "What are you doing, Mr. Happy?"

Wang Jianyang grabbed his ankle again, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to go to school, Xiao Yuanxing?"