Ding, your little fool is online

After the venue was closed, Yuan Xing sent a text message to the young lady, unplugged the claw machine, put the mask and gloves on the stool, and left the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts with his schoolbag on his back.

The magnificent Huoshaoyun in the sky is like a heavy oil painting, as if it has been hung from yesterday to this time today, even the gradual change of color is the same as yesterday, but because of today's good mood, it is a little brighter.

Yuan Xing couldn't help stretching his waist, took a big breath of the sunset air, and felt extremely happy.

His hands are still trembling up to now. After all, he just saw his mother and had a long conversation with her. It is impossible for him to calm down so quickly.

The black mark on the shoe surface has not disappeared yet, yesterday Yuan Xing would be annoyed by this indelible black mark, but looking at this mark today, it looks like a smiling face.

Looking at this dark smiling face, Yuan Xing couldn't help but also smiled.

Sure enough, after experiencing happy things, everything I see is cute.

It's just that he regrets a little now, regrets that he didn't say a few more words to his mother just now, regrets that he only prepared such a short paragraph.

"If, if only I could say a few more words..." He muttered softly as he walked.

"What more?"

A familiar voice came from above his head, and Yuan Xing also bumped into a strong chest at the same time.

"Go, Mr. Happy!" Yuan Xing raised his head, and saw Wang Yuyang who was looking down at him with a smile.

"What's the matter? I saw that I reacted so strongly." Wang Yuyang took his bag, carried it properly, and handed a bottle of unscrewed water to Yuan Xing, "Drink slowly, be careful not to spill it."

Yuan Xing took the water, licked his chapped lips, raised his head and took a sip of water before answering Wang Yuyang's question: "I, I saw my mother!"

Wang Yiyang opened his eyes wide, and was also very happy: "Really? How did you give the gift to your mother?"

So Yuan Xing started from his little sister to help him with advice, until he looked at his mother once and caught the certificate with the planet.

At that time, he was very nervous when he said those words to his mother, and he stuttered when he spoke.Now when it is relayed, it can be said along the way.

"Then my mother just, just left with a little sister, and I also came out behind me."

"Mr. Happy, I didn't cry this time." Yuan Xing nodded vigorously while saying, "It's true, I didn't cry."

"Okay." Wang Yuyang took the unscrewed bottle of water in his hand, for fear that he would spill all over his body when he danced, "Xiao Yuanxing did a great job this time. She grew up without crying. Mom, she will definitely be very happy." happy."

"Hey." Yuan Xing smiled embarrassedly, licked his lips that were dry from talking too much, "I didn't cry."

Wang Yuyang then handed the water bottle over again, teasing him and asking: "Then Xiao Yuanxing, do you still need Mr. Happy to hug you this time?"

The last time Yuan Xing saw his mother, he also pretended to be strong and pretended to be calm and chatted with Wang Yuyang all the way. When he got in the car, he couldn't hold back immediately, and begged Wang Yuyang to hug him in a low voice.

But instead of being embarrassed, Yuan Xing thought about it seriously.

With the mouth of the bottle pressed against his lips, Yuan Xing sipped the water droplets on his lips, looked up at Wang Yuyang, blinked his eyes, and said, "I want it."

Whether he is happy or sad, it does not prevent him from getting a hug.

Yuan Xing's voice was not low, and the distance between the two of them was not far, so Wang Yuyang could hear these three words clearly no matter how deaf he was.However, he deliberately pretended that he didn't hear it, and put his hand next to his ear: "Why didn't you hear it? Make it louder."

"Yes, I want a hug." Yuan Xing repeated again, with a louder voice than before.

Wang Jianyang didn't seem to enjoy the fun, so he repeated the old trick: "Yuan Xing's voice is louder, Mr. Happy's ears are not very good."

Yuan Xing looked at Wang Yuyang with a smirk on his face, subconsciously puffed up his cheeks, rolled his eyes, and slightly raised his head to take a sip of water.

"No more, Yuan Xing has already grown up, so don't want any hugs."

This directly made Wang Jianyang dumbfounded.

After thousands of calculations, he didn't expect that his well-behaved and cute little Yuan Xing also learned the routine.

As a result, this sentence is not over yet.

"Mr. Happy, Er, if you don't want your ears, you can donate them to children in need." This sentence is what he learned from daily bickering with his young lady and her classmates these days.

"You, you, really..." Wang Yuyang looked at Yuan Xing, who winked at him with an innocent face, angrily and amusedly, and raised his finger to point at him.

"Really, what is it?" Yuan Xing dared to talk back.

Wang Jianyang had no choice but to put his raised hand on the top of his head, rubbing his hair into a mess: "I really grew up."

Not only can routines be used, people can also talk back, the longer it gets, the more crooked it gets.

"You really don't want to hug?" Wang Jianyang asked.

"No, no hug." Yuan Xing was very angry, and his pace quickened, "Mr. Happy, hurry up, there will be more people on the bus in a while."

Today Wang Yuyang didn't drive, the two walked to the bus stop, waited for the bus to arrive, and got on the bus one after the other.

There are not many people in the car, but there are no seats.Wang Qianyang took Yuan Xing to the middle of the carriage and stood facing the window.

He was still struggling with the question of whether to hug or not, and asked Yuan Xing in a low voice over and over again if he was sure he didn't want to hug?He even threatened and lured her to say that if she didn't hug her, she would have no meat to eat at night.

Yuan Xing insisted on not holding on to principles and never wavering, and did not give Wang Yuyang a chance at all.

"That's fine." Wang Yuyang smiled helplessly, "Go home and eat cabbage leaves."

As he was speaking, the bus stopped near a university, and a group of tall and burly sports students came up.The compartment that was still loose just now suddenly became overcrowded.

The place where Wang Yuyang and Yuan Xing stood was facing the exit door, and he was talking about cabbage leaves to Yuan Xing when the students got on the bus.

One didn't pay attention, and was caught off guard by an elbow from a sportsman.

So he leaned forward unexpectedly, and subconsciously stretched out his arms to hug Yuan Xing in a panic, and Yuan Xing also stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist.

OK, successfully hugged together.

However, the number of people getting on the bus was not over yet, and tall and burly sports students got on the bus one by one, gradually filling the carriage.

Therefore, for every additional person in the car, Wang Jianyang was forced to get closer to Yuan Xing, and for every two people added, Wang Jinyang was forced to get closer to Yuan Xing by two points.

By the time the car door was closed, the two of them had already stuck together tightly, staring wide-eyed.

Wang Yuyang was stunned for a moment, Yuan Xing seized the opportunity and "evil Yuanyuan first sued": "I, I said I won't hug you, Mr. Happy, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing his face of "Xiao Yuanyuan's success", Wang Qianyang was helpless: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry for my Xiao Yuanxing, I hugged you unruly."

As he said, he arched his body slightly, and at the same time squeezed Yuan Xing into the corner, while he stood outside, with one arm around him, and the other on the railing behind him, making room for Yuan Xing.

To avoid this little Yuan Xing from the south being squeezed into a Yuan Yuan cake by himself and this group of tall and burly sports students.

But even so, the unbelievably crowded carriage was still occupied by the group of sports students mercilessly in the gap that Wang Jianyang had just vacated, and the two bodies were tightly pressed together again.

The temperature is high in summer, and the clothes are thin. Yuan Xing didn't wear a shirt for sun protection today, but only a white T-shirt.

And the scorching temperature came continuously from the back of the waist through the thin fabric.Not to mention that Wang Yuyang is still sticking to him tightly...

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the car, the amount of carbon dioxide emitted by everyone was unbearable. In the crowded state, Yuan Xing broke out in sweat after a while.

Under the double heat, Yuan Xing shook his head slightly, shaking off the sweat from his eyelashes, twisted uncomfortably left and right, and looked up at Wang Yuyang with very aggrieved eyes.

Wang Yuyang is not much better, if the car does not need regular maintenance, he would not choose to squeeze the bus in summer.Although I squeezed the bus with Yuanxing.

The car stops and starts, and under the action of inertia, every time the car brakes, the passengers in the car will fall in the same direction.

Unfortunately, Yuan Xing was standing in that corner, and every time the car stopped, Wang Qianyang had to get closer to him.

In addition, today's driver probably didn't take his medicine when he went out, and braked frequently, causing him to uncontrollably pounce on Yuan Xing.

The dishonest brother Xiao Wang got up immediately.

As a 30-year-old man, Wang Yuyang has normal physiological needs, but due to Yuan Xing's own special situation, he relies on his two good brothers, left and right, to solve them all.

But this situation...

Yuan Xing was still looking up at himself, but Wang Yuyang silently looked away.

So fucking embarrassing.

It seems that it is better to hug less in Xia Tian... My own baby Yuan Yuan is still very wise.

However, Wang Yuyang still looked down at Yuan Xing who was writhing like a caterpillar,

After arriving home, the first thing Wang Yuyang did was to turn on the air conditioner, break off the fan blades, and take Yuan Xing to blow the cool breeze for a while. After sweating, he rushed Yuan Xing to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.

After Wang Yuyang came out of the bathroom, he immediately saw Yuan Xing who had changed into pajamas and was lying on the sofa dangling his thin white legs.

On his left leg was an ugly scar, slanting like a worm to the skin.

Wang Jianyang remembered that the first time he saw this scar was when Yuan Xing first moved into his home, and he didn't ask carefully at that time.Later, because it was winter and spring, most of them wore home clothes with long trousers and long sleeves at home, so the scar was covered up, and he didn't think about it again.

Until today, when Yuan Xing changed into his newly bought summer pajamas, the scars on his calf were exposed, and only then did Wang Yuyang remember this incident.

Wang Qianyang wiped his hair and walked over, sat down beside Yuan Xing, with a towel around his neck, reached out and pulled Yuan Xing's arm, motioning him to sit up.

Yuan Xing got up immediately, stretched out his hands like a little bear, and threw himself into Wang Yuyang's arms.

Wang Yuyang also took him into his arms and patted him on the shoulder.Yuan Xing looked up at him and asked, "Why, what's the matter, Mr. Happy? Are you not eating? Hungry, hungry."

And Wang Jianyang's eyes were all focused on the scar on his calf, looking at the light brown scar, he gradually frowned.

Yuan Xing, who hadn't received a response for a long time, couldn't help calling him again: "Mr. Happy?"

Only then did Wang Jinyang regain his senses, reached out and grabbed Yuan Xing's slender ankle, pointed at the scar, and asked, "How did it come about?"

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pulled out his feet, and hid behind him.

This reaction made the gully between Wang Jianyang's eyebrows deepen a lot.

"It's okay." Wang Yuyang stretched out his hand to touch his head, and comforted him, "I'm just asking, and I won't say what I don't want to say. Tomorrow I'll buy you some ointment for removing scars. If you insist on applying it, the color may change. Lighten up."

Although Yuan Xing didn't speak, Wang Yuyang could figure out who the scar was because of with a little use of his brain, except for that scumbag Yuan Hongming.

Since Yuan Xing didn't want to say anything, Wang Yuyang respected his silence, touched the back of his head, and asked the same thing as usual: "What do you want to eat later? There is beef in the refrigerator, how about black pepper beef tenderloin?"

As he said that, he was about to get up and walk towards the kitchen. As soon as he stood up, the corner of his clothes was caught.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at Wang Yuyang and said, "It was the scoundrel who used it with a knife."