I finally tossed the person on the bed.

Mo Yan was about to breathe a sigh of relief and stood up, but Lu Yi's outstretched hand was pulled directly to the bed.

He just made him press on Lu Yi firmly.

Mo Yan's body stiffened. Looking at Lu Yi, whose face was slightly red after taking a shower, his ears turned red unconsciously.

"Brother?" Mo Yan whispered.

Lu Yi did not respond, but hugged him tightly.

Mo Yan knew that he couldn't pull it away, so he didn't struggle to get up anymore, lowered his head and ears to his heart, listening to his heartbeat.

And his own heartbeat.

Brother, will your heart be as nervous as him?

Feeling that Lu Yi was not wearing a shirt, Mo Yan took a few sips on Lu Yi's neck like a prank.

There are countless little strawberries that make people feel deeply ambiguous.

...

Maybe when my brother wakes up, he may wonder what the two of them did, right?

Mo Yan smiled secretly in his heart, raised his head and kissed him hard on the face.

I feel much more satisfied.

I simply found a comfortable position, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, and closed my eyes.

I fell asleep.

...

the next day.

When Lu Yi woke up, he found that not only his head hurts severely, but his body is also sore and tight, as if he was run over by a large truck.

He moved slightly, opened his eyes and moved his eyes down, and found that he was sleeping with Mo Yan again. Mo Yan was holding him like an octopus, and he couldn't move at all.

He rubbed his temples and smiled helplessly.

Why did you go to sleep again?

Did he toss the flames again last night, making him tired?

He reached out and stroked his hair. The two of them rolled over and half of the quilt fell to the ground.

He reached out and pulled the quilt directly over.

Covered on Mo Yan, he looked at Mo Yan quietly, and his eyes became softer.

If he could be so comfortable every time he woke up, and seeing Mo Yan directly, he would probably wake up in a laugh in his dream?

It's just that alcohol is a bit boring...

He pinched his eyebrows, always feeling that he might have overlooked something, recalling last night over and over again.

But the memories were intermittent, and there were still some fragments.

...Why did you even let Yanyan take a bath for him?

He looked down at himself.

...Not wearing a top?

My eyes unconsciously moved down and simply wore pants.

You probably didn't do anything to Yanyan...

However, why is Yan Yan's clothes not there?

He frowned. Did he really toss the flames last night?

That Yanyan...is he crying?

There were countless entangled expressions.

Even the hand that touched Yan Yan became much gentler, moved his body and got out of bed by himself.

As soon as I walked to the bathroom, I looked up and saw through the mirror that a pile of small strawberries on my neck stopped him.

The relationship is not only complicated...it's still quite intense?

However, there were no scratches of the flames on his body. Lu Yi expressed doubts about this and could only rub his head helplessly. It was really a pity.

How could it be broken so clean this time...

Let’s wait for Yan Yan to wake up and ask him.

Today is the weekend, I don’t have to rush to leave or go to class. I feel sticky and greasy. After washing up, I just took a cold shower to make myself more awake.

When I came out, I found a bath towel and wrapped it in it.

The other clothes were thrown into the washing machine, and the clothes that Yan Yan threw on the sofa were also packed up and threw them into the washing machine.

I went to the next door to get a pair of pants and changed into it.

He cleaned up the living room and other places, and waited for himself to cook a bowl of sobering soup, so that he could wake up completely, and also made breakfast for Mo Yan.

Don't wake up and get hungry.

He walked in with milk and bread.

...

Mo Yan had already woken up, but in fact, he woke up just as Lu Yi moved him away.

Lying on the bed, he supported his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Yi at the door.

The eyes are not fully opened.

"Awaken?" Lu Yi walked in and put the breakfast on the table very warmly.

"Go and wash and eat after washing."

"..." Mo Yan's eyes changed, he lowered his arms and lay flat on the bed, "Brother, don't you think there is any difference today?"

"..." is talking about something he forgot?

"Yanyan, it's my fault. I can't be so rude to you when I'm drunk."

"Doesn't it hurt anymore?"

"Be good, when my brother puts on his clothes, I will carry you to wash. Don't worry, my brother will definitely be responsible to the end."

Mo Yan: “…???”

Where is this? What are you talking about?

Didn’t you want him to notice a bunch of small strawberries on his neck?

The straightforward brother really made him want to find a small dark room to lock him up!

Mo Yan thought for a while and knew something had been misunderstood by Lu Yi, so he simply turned around on the bed as if he couldn't get up with pain all over his body.

"Well, brother is bad..." He pulled the quilt over, covered his face, and showed a look of embarrassment.

...I'm not going to be shameless at all.

Mo Yan: What is your face? Can you make your brother treat me so well? If you can't, it's better not to.

Lu Yi sighed softly, opened the wardrobe, and took out his white shirt.
Chapter completed!