"Twinkle star, twinkle star, twinkle star...... help me..."Fan Xing put down the cocktail, this thing was loud, as if he was afraid that his eldest young master would not hear it.

"What?" Fan Xing walked up to the second floor, put his knuckles on the handrail of the stairs, and knocked twice lightly and heavily.

"Can you help me get my bag?" Ling Yun showed his head, holding the edge of the door frame with one hand, and grasping the bag with the other, if this scene was seen by Fan Xing, it was estimated that half of his life would be gone.

"What's there? There was paper in the toilet and hand sanitizer in the cabinet on the left-hand side. Fan Xing thought downstairs and frowned.

"No, alas, help me get it." His legs softened, and the whole person staggered forward, and his eyes and hands quickly supported the sink, how embarrassed.

"Hmm." Fan Xing turned around and went downstairs to get the bag, tossing back and forth like this, he was a little sleepy, he knocked on the door with the bag, Ling Yun stretched out his hand, this time he didn't even show his head, stupid B will also feel embarrassed?

Fan Xing opened the zipper, Ling Yun was lonely, so he could only take out the disposable sterile bag, as well as alcohol disinfectant and iodine, and took out rubber gloves from the side pocket, Fan Xing's heart twitched fiercely, what is going on?

"Okay, okay, Starlight, you go downstairs and wait for me, fuck, Starlight, wait a minute, can you get me a pair of trousers." Ling Yun glanced down at the trousers soiled by the effusion, and complained in his heart, saying that the sky should not be, that the earth was not working, and that Fan Xing's family would take care of it.

"What the hell are you doing? So much to do. Fan Xing pushed the door open, and Ling Yun's screams seemed to surround in 3D.

"Starlight, your Fictional story is so elegant." Ling Yun solved it in three or two, threw the garbage into the trash can, Fan Xing took out the unworn home clothes from the cabinet, stuffed them into Ling Yun's hand, raised his chin, and motioned to take a bath.

"Thanks... Thank you..."Ling Yun pushed Fan Xing out, turned on the shower, hot water swept through every inch of skin, and the fatigue disappeared in an instant.

Fan Xing sat at the dining table, two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, the porridge had already been served, and the smell hooked the soul, Ling Yun walked down the stairs in home clothes, wearing thin clothes and uncomfortable, and Fan Xing saw it when he moved a little, he really didn't want to.

"Eat quickly, I haven't eaten in a long time, fuck, the stars are shining, this is too delicious, I want to eat it in the future." Outside, Ling Yun would never take the initiative to drink porridge, not to mention that it was bland and tasteless, and he was reluctant to add side dishes, the porridge cooked by Fan Xing was definitely unprecedentedly delicious.

"Well, you can only drink porridge?" Fan Xing took a small sip of porridge, the taste was not bad, the egg custard was very strong, sprinkled with green onions and seasonings, after all, he had been in contact with humans before, and he still knew this.

"There's nothing taboo, the stars are shining, we have Michelin there, Michelin do you know, it's a chef, it's all about the color, flavor and flavor of cooking, it's absolutely no problem for you to further your studies." Ling Yun hugged the bowl, the porridge was already drunk, the egg custard moved a few spoons, and the rest was pushed to Fan Xing.

"Not eating?" Fan Xing put the egg custard into his bowl, took a sip of the cocktail, and ate the egg custard, which had a different taste in his heart.

"Well, Starlight, I have... The habit of sleeping without clothes..."Ling Yun thought about it, but let Fan Xing make some mental preparations, after all, this habit is not acceptable to everyone.

"Uh-huh?" Fan Xing hummed twice in a row, and the second one was a question sentence.

"Hey, I'm going to wash the dishes." Ling Yun laughed dryly, and shook the bowl to the sink to brush the dishes.

"You don't need to brush it, just leave it and lock the door."

"If you don't brush it, you won't brush it." Ling Yun shook his hand twice, twisted the door lock twice, and yawned, it was true that he was sleepy when he was full.

Fan Xing put the cutlery into the dishwasher-like drawer, and looked through the glass panel, and a large cloud of white mist rose from the four walls.

"Starlight, I want to sleep."

"Twinkle Starlight, do I sleep in bed or on the couch?"

"Starlight, can I sleep in your bed?"

Fan Xing nodded, took a set of home clothes and took a shower on the second floor, the toilet that is usually clean and clean, after being used by Ling Yun, Fan Xing was a little speechless, took off his glasses and put them on a special shelf, the first step, clean the toilet...

Ling Yun took out the squeezed bear from the bag, returned to its original appearance in an instant, took off his clothes and folded it neatly on the bedside table, just like the goods stacked out of the clothing store, and then hugged the bear into the quilt, Fan Xing's quilt was very light and fluffy, but it just looked thick.

Curled up sideways in the quilt, the quilt cover is really skin-friendly! I buried my face in the quilt and rubbed it again, and my hair was soft in front of my eyes, that is... After falling asleep, he suddenly didn't want to sleep, his eyes were so wide, he hugged the bear and kept looking at the stairs, waiting for Fan Xing to go downstairs.

At this time, Fan Xing had just washed his hair, full of the smell of fragrance, and used a cleansing facial cleanser very delicately, and then took a bath with shower gel.

Stepping out of the toilet was still foggy, mixed with the refreshing smell of fragrance, and buttoned the last button.

"Starlight, you're done?" Ling Yun waved his hand at Fan Xing, patted the position next to him and waited for Fan Xing to get into bed, "Here!" ”

"I'll sleep on the couch, and you sleep in the middle." Fan Xing sat on the sofa wiping his hair.

"Hmm...," Ling Yun fell back on the bed, "I don't want it, you come up." ”

"Sleep fast, just give you eight hours of sleep, and the timer starts now." Fan Xing picked up his watch, pressed down the timekeeping mechanism, and raised his eyes to look at Ling Yun, the stupid B shrunk himself into a ball, and one foot was still exposed with a pestle.

"This bed is so comfortable, are you sure you can't come up?"

"This is my bed, do you think I'll know?"

"The stars are shining, I'm uncomfortable..."Ling Yun buried her head in the quilt.

"Go to sleep." Fan Xing was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, reaching out to turn off the light.

"I... Vomit... Fuck ...... me "Ling Yun lay on the side of the bed, dirty vomit, "vomit...... It's so uncomfortable..."

"What's wrong with you?" Fan Xing heard the movement next to the bed, turned on the light, Ling Yun vomited until his whole body was weak, his hands supported the edge of the bed, and he kept vomiting, and the smell in the air was terrible.

"It hurts... Vomit...... Fuck, I don't want to throw up..."Ling Yun raised his head, turned over, and lay on his back on the pillow, with another wave of nausea, and quickly turned his head sideways.

"Go to sleep." Who did Fan Xing's gentleness give to, no, is Fan Xing gentle?

Wrapped in a blanket and walked to the water dispenser and poured a glass of water, Ling Yun was still lying on the side of the bed, this thing actually knew how to take the trash can, and he was happy.

"The stars are twinkling... I really don't want to throw up... "Ling Yun was about to cry urgently, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, she wanted to vomit when she moved, and it was uncomfortable to vomit, and the whole person was in a particularly contradictory state.

"Drink water." Fan Xing stuffed the water into Ling Yun's hand, just the temperature that could be eaten, and after taking a sip, his stomach became more and more uncomfortable, and he vomited a lot.

Looking at the time, it was almost half an hour, Fan Xing frowned and cleaned the vomit on the floor, changed the garbage bag, and put it next to the bed, Ling Yun didn't dare to sleep on his back, a large amount of fluid gushed out of the abdominal cavity, and he was afraid that the drainage tube would be burst, and the real entity would get to what is called vomiting and diarrhea.

"I'm sorry." Ling Yun hugged the bear, put the glass on the bedside table, and spoke softly and glutinously, with a thick nasal voice.

"Go to sleep." Fan Xing tucked the quilt for him, Ling Yun half closed his eyes, he didn't dare to move, the corners were tightly stuffed, his cold hand touched Ling Yun's feet, and the two of them retracted at the same time.

Fan Xing was lying on the sofa, it was raining outside the window, frowning, there was a ticking bell in his ears, Ling Yun was not asleep, his face was buried in the quilt, the bear was also half exposed, the slightly long hair was bitten by Ling Yun, Fan Xing walked over and took the bear away, and pulled a long stream of saliva.

"Silly B." Fan Xing sat on the sofa for six hours without closing his eyes, glancing at Ling Yun from time to time, this thing has a touching sleeping position, the quilt is half dragged on the ground, his hand is still tightly grasping the quilt, and the muscle lines of his upper body are unobstructed.

"Holy shit, Starlight, what are you doing sitting there?" Ling Yun sat up, yawned, stretched, and began to touch his clothes on the bed, sleeping so comfortably for the first time since entering the Fictional story.

"Where else am I going to be?" Fan Xing stood up, took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and threw it to Ling Yun, a white shirt with a blue windbreaker, cropped pants, the aesthetics of NPCs are simply amazing, Ling Yun put on a shirt, and was a little bigger.

"What's for breakfast? Are there noodles? I'll show you a hand. Ling Yun put on his pants and put on his coat in a chic manner.

"Yes, I don't have time to wait for you to cook, go to the toilet and wash up, there is a new cabinet underneath." Fan Xing suspected that this thing was indirect, and told him that he wanted to eat noodles.

"Okay, add a little chili." Ling Yun ran up the stairs and closed the door of the toilet with a "bang", and found that the contents of the bag were neatly stacked in the glass storage box, which was a cleanliness fetish or obsessive-compulsive disorder, which looked more like a mixture.

happily finished using the toilet, admired himself in the mirror for a few minutes, and went downstairs Fan Xing was still cooking noodles, beef noodles, and fried eggs, and scooped half a spoonful of chili peppers as he wished.

"Twinkle Starlight, add a little more!" Ling Yun jumped directly down the last three stairs, snatched the glass jar from Fan Xing's hand, added another spoonful to the pot, and stirred it with satisfaction.

Fan Xing was crying bitterly in his heart, why was he so excited after sleeping well? So what is the end of the day?

"Silly B, fold the quilt." Fan Xing added other seasonings, and cooked them until the noodles could be cut through the chopsticks, and on the other side, Ling Yun lifted the quilt, and the eardrums of the young master Fan Xing were about to burst.

"Fuck, Starlight... Ahh Fuck..."Ling Yun looked at the stains left on the sheets, and saw that Young Master Fan Xing was slowly walking this way, and he had the heart to find a crack in the ground to get into, what was the matter.

"What's wrong? Can you not add my name when you curse that sentence? Sounds a little awkward. Young Master Fan Xing glanced at the sheets, they were dirty, this was not what Ling Yun wanted to do.

"Alas..."Ling Yun tore off the sheets and threw them into the washing machine before the eldest young master Fan Xing got angry, it should have been too much fluid discharged when he vomited yesterday.

"Does it hurt?" Fan Xing squatted down, and the cropped pants were just enough to see a little sterile bag.

"Huh? Twinkle Star, don't be like this, I'm used to it, get up and eat. Ling Yun took a few steps forward, and was dragged by Fan Xing on the calf, almost staging a scene of the princess being killed.

"Well, I'll go draw the level later, that's all?" Fan Xing stood up, sat down at the dining table, sandwiched a chopstick noodle, tasted the taste, the taste of chili pepper went straight to his head, and he coughed violently.

"The stars are shining, the words are like gold, you have to guess every time, can you say a complete sentence, can you do it?" Ling Yun sat on the chair next to Fan Xing, laughed twice, held the bowl and grabbed the chopsticks and began to snort.

"Silly B." Fan Xing shifted to the side, resting his elbows on the table, and there was a little soup left in the bowl.

"And... On the lower abdomen... One piece, you can't pull it out..."Ling Yun said a few key words vaguely, I am afraid that I am stupid in Fictional Story, to be precise, I should be staying with Fan Xing, there is a problem in the language organization.

Fan Xing lifted his clothes, a fairly thick tube was inserted into it, and gauze was pasted, Fan Xing then felt a tingling pain in his lower abdomen, is there a chain reaction?

"Hmm." Fan Xing put down his clothes and continued to drink soup, how leisurely and elegant, and when he woke up, the two of them were actually discussing this issue.

"Rush rush." Ling Yun put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, stretched his waist, and put a letter with roses on the windowsill.