Wu Yu shook his head slightly, gnawed on the chicken leg with a bowl in hand, and came to the conclusion that this matter was not negotiable. He took a sip of juice and his eyes lit up: "This is grape juice, it tastes good..." There are no grapes this month. This is the "money" ability.
"As long as you like it, these are all yours." Xie Yuchen didn't say at all that these were the grapes of the best quality that he, the head of Jie University, squeezed with his own hands.
During this meal, the three of them drank wine and Wuyu ate. When his meal was finished, the three of them were still drinking and had little conversation. Heixiazi was a chatterbox. Of course, this was in the context of Zhang Qiling and Xie Yuchen. .
What's rare is that Zhang Qiling is also holding a wine glass and staring at the ceiling in a daze, taking a sip from time to time. The three of them look very harmonious.
This...maybe the friendship between men.
Wu Yu felt a little sad. Anyway, he felt that the relationship between Heixiazi and Zhang Qiling should be very good, otherwise they wouldn't be able to raise him together. Although they often fight, you punch me, I punch you, and you and I share the panda eye. ..."You drink slowly, I'm going to bed."
"I'll squeeze in with you tonight and won't go back." Xie Yuchen said to Wu Yu, his cheeks were stained with a thin powder from the wine, the corners of his eyes were dizzy with the blush that only occurs when singing, and his tie and collar were stained by him I pulled it open a little harder.
There are three rooms in the courtyard that can accommodate people. Zhang Qiling and Heixiazi are both big guys, but the bed is only 1.3 meters long and it is very crowded for two people. Wu Yu nodded in a reasonable manner, "Sure, don't sleep with me." I’ll just grab the quilt.”
"Well, I won't grab it." Xie Yuchen chuckled, raised his head and drank the thin wine in the glass in one gulp.
Wuyu happily went to brush his teeth and wash his face. As soon as he returned to his room and lay down, someone came. He lazily turned around and reached out to pat the empty space behind him: "Xiaohua, hey, I've reserved a seat for you. ”
The two-meter-long bed was half empty, and there was a quilt full of rich peonies.
"Go to sleep." Xie Yuchen stopped being particular now. Even after turning off the lights, the room was not completely dark. A large amount of light poured in from the open window. He rolled over on the bed and rolled himself up into the same cicada pupa as Wu Yu. Baby.
By late night.
Wuyu felt that his bed was leaking air, and it was cool but warm at the same time.
In the darkness flooded by the lights, Jie Yuchen hunched over, his forehead pressed against the back of the boy's neck. His slender neck showed a rare fragility. His fingertips unconsciously tightened the quilt as if he was trapped in a nightmare. middle.
Wu Yu yawned, and for his uncle's sake, he threw off the quilt, covered Xie Yuchen's head and neck, and went to sleep.
It's not like he has never slept with Xiaohua. When he was young, Zhang Qiling and Heixiazi almost took turns sleeping with him, which lasted until they went out for a long time.
However, they ended it, and Little Flower No. 3 went online seamlessly.
It was a coincidence that the night he first arrived at Xiaohua's house was stormy, rainy, lightning, and thunderous, and there was no end to the thunder.
Headmaster Jie Dajia, who still had a bit of a boyish air, looked at him in silence for a while, and then felt like he was sacrificing himself for righteousness, and wanted to sleep with him.
He wanted to ask why he felt so, because he could tell that Jie Yuchen felt like he was going to the execution ground.
He couldn't help but said: "Brother Xiaohua, I can sleep by myself."
At just the right time, a huge bolt of lightning came down ferociously, exposing them to the electric light, followed by the rumble of thunder.
"...You can't." Jie Yuchen insisted, looking at the little carrot head that only reached his waist. He quickly ran through the contents of Heixiazi's child-raising manual in his mind. He can't sleep alone, but you can't touch him casually. {Note: If you touch him, he will wake up easily}.
The temperature of the milk should be controlled at 45 degrees {Note: add ten grams of sugar for a 200mm cup}.
Two peppercorns must be added to the vegetarian stir-fried vegetables {Note: only two peppercorns, no more}…
No, you have specified the number of peppercorns? ! Heixiazi, where are your ancestors? !
Jie Yuchen took Wu Yu's little hand and got on the luxurious bed. In the end, the thunder kept beating, and Jie Yuchen simply put the child into his arms.
Just like that, Sleeping with No. 3 was officially launched.
Wu Yu felt that he might have inadvertently experienced the joy of the ancient faint king. After all, the number 1, 2, and 3 who slept with him were all men who were so handsome that everyone could not close their legs...
These wild thoughts dissipated as he fell asleep.
Early the next morning, it was still dark.
"Xie Xiaoyu, don't sleep, wake up..."
Wu Yu was shaken out of bed by Jie Yuchen. Even though his uncle's voice was gentle and his movements were gentle, it could not change the fact that he was picked up before he had enough sleep.
He is sleepy.
He wants to sleep.
A beautiful and handsome face was wrinkled with sadness like a bitter gourd. Xie Yuchen rubbed his hair hard, wanting to laugh a little, and whispered in a low voice: "Get in the car and continue to sleep. Eat something first." …”
"It's not even bright yet..." Wu Yu nodded dejectedly, swam outside as if in a fugue, and poured a bowl of porridge into his stomach.
On the way to the airport, they wrapped themselves in a blanket and kept leaning on Zhang Qiling's shoulders to catch up on their sleep.
Zhang Qiling hugged the young man quietly, quietly looking at the rising sun outside the car window, breathing long into his ears.
When the blind man saw this scene, he just raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. The doting in his eyes flowed freely under the sunglasses that no one could observe. How could he not pamper the rose he had raised...
The plane cut through the sky and flew across the sky.
