When he was dragged back by Ye Zhiyuan, Zhou Xuan was almost frozen.

didn't care about turning on the light, Ye Zhiyuan frowned and took off his clothes, and directly stuffed the person into the quilt.

Zhou Xuan trembled, and his lips turned white when he was bitten. Consciousness is 'blinded'. Being put on the 'bed' so softly, the corners of my eyes can't help but sour. In my impression, only Mother Chen would gently rest her hand on his forehead to probe the heat.

But Chen's mother's hands were not as soft and huge as that. Frowning, Zhou Xuan quickly curled up into a ball with his thin body, and the whole person was completely buried under the quilt before he quieted down. Memories and dreams were 'intertwined', and he muttered a few words, his voice was indistinct, and his face was a strange 'tide' red. Vaguely, it seemed as if someone was calling his name, and he turned over, but the whole person seemed to be unreal.

"Don't go." He whispered, but he barely heard it.

"Zhou Xuan, I'm here."

Listening to the man's voice, his tightly furrowed eyebrows loosened.

The body was embraced into a fiery embrace, and he sighed comfortably as he wrapped his arms around the man. After a long while, the stiff body slowly softened.

The room was dark, Zhou Xuan blinked, and his mind began to slowly become clear.

Memories are numerous and redundant, subtle, huge, like tangled threads. He is not a person who likes to dwell too much on the past, but he is always bound by the memories of the past.

I don't know if it's his luck or misfortune.

Quietly glancing at the person above his head, Zhou Xuan squeezed into his arms.

After a long sound, the back of his head was held up a little, Ye Zhiyuan 'kissed' his hair, and his voice was hoarse: "Zhou Xuan, what should I do with you?" ”

The voice was helpless, Zhou Xuan's heartbeat couldn't help but beat a little more, and when he calmed down again, the low voice just now seemed to have happened at all. Calming down, he half-closed his eyelids and pretended to be asleep in a more comfortable sleeping position.

Ye Zhiyuan probably didn't really want him to answer, his hand patted his back casually, slowly followed his spine to his waist, and walked back. After a long time, he said lightly: "Sleep." ”

……

When he woke up, Zhou Xuan was in a really difficult mood.

Looking at the West at the table, the corners of his mouth were deflated and deflated, and he nibbled on two mouthfuls of bread, and finally he couldn't hold back: "What about Li Wei?" I want to drink the porridge he cooked. ”

No way, Li Wei's cooking skills are too 'fine'. Although he had only been fed for a few days, Zhou Xuan's stomach was a little used to losing his temper. Thinking of the soft and sweet pumpkin millet porridge, his saliva was about to flow out. Compared with the hard and cold breakfast in front of me, I simply threw away the bread in my hand and stopped eating.

Ye Zhiyuan took a sip of coffee and glanced up at him from the newspaper, "Li Wei is my secretary, not your nanny." ”

"That's what he did before! Babysitter's work! Zhou Xuan said angrily.

Ye Zhiyuan sighed: "He went out to work." If you don't like this breakfast, just change it, what's awkward. ”

"It's like I'm making trouble!" Well, he was just unreasonable, and he spoke a little too reasonably, so he softened his tone and said aggrievedly: "I want to drink hot porridge."

Although you can't achieve what you want, it's acceptable to settle for the next best. Seeing Ye Zhiyuan's expression as usual when he dialed the customer service number, Zhou Xuan's hanging heart was relieved and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Zhou Xuan cautiously took a sip of cow's milk, and almost spit out the cow's 'milk' when he heard Ye Zhiyuan's sudden sound.

"Ahem...... What did you say? ”

"Where do you want to go later?" Ye Zhiyuan repeated impatiently, 'pumped' a tissue to wipe off the 'milk' stains on the corner of Zhou Xuan's mouth, Zhou Xuan's face flushed, and he took the tissue and quickly wiped it randomly.

"I'll do it myself!"

"Want to go skiing?"

"Don't you have to work?" Listen to what he means, do you want to accompany yourself?

"Just hand over the rest to Secretary Li."

“…… Oh. Zhou Xuan responded, and the corners of his mouth grinned to the side, not knowing. After drinking a bowl of porridge to his heart's content, he ran into the room and got dressed.