Wen Fan arrived home late, and the courtyard was lit with light yellow lights.

He pushed the car door and got out of the car, and said to the driver, "Uncle Chen, thank you for your hard work." ”

The driver smiled and waved his hand: "Go back quickly, it's not too early." ”

Wen Fan nodded, holding a book of piano scores and notes in his hand, and walked to the villa with a little tired tapping on his shoulder.

Shao Yisui had probably rested, and the living room was dark and dark, and the lights were not on.

Wen Fan entered the door, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and wanted to turn on the flashlight, but found that the mobile phone had long been out of battery.

Wen Fan muttered in a low voice: "When did you run out of power." ”

He put the sheet music and notes on the entryway cabinet and changed his shoes lightly.

At that moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Wen Fan raised his eyes: "Shao ......"

As soon as he turned around, before he could finish speaking, he was hugged into an embrace.

The scorching heat continued to pass through the shirt, and the man's low voice sounded in the darkness.

"Fanfan, where have you been?"

Wen Fan's two hands were still in the air, and he hugged him so that he stood on tiptoe, and rubbed his face on his shoulder.

"I'm going to give a lesson."

"I called, but you didn't answer."

Shao Yi's wheezing was very heavy, the whole person was buried in his neck, and his voice trembled a little: "I made a lot of calls, but you didn't answer, I thought you didn't want me anymore." ”

Wen Fan blinked: "My phone is out of battery, I just found out just now." Sensing that the man's mood was not right, his hand that had stopped in the air slowly moved, and then patted him on the back.

"What's wrong? Stomach ache again? ”

"Nope."

Wen Fan patted him and explained: "Ruan Ruan is looking for a piano teacher and wants me to teach her, I usually don't have time to pass, so I can only go after work, today is the first day, she has a lot of unfamiliar places, so it's a little late." ”

"Shao Yisui, why didn't you call Uncle Chen? Uncle Chen and I are together, my phone is out of battery, you can call him. ”

"Forget."

Wen Fan sneered: "Stupid you." ”

"Fanfan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to make you unhappy."

Wen Fan smiled and said seriously: "It's not that I'm unhappy, it's inappropriate, and that kind of thing is inappropriate." ”

Shao Yi hugged him tighter and said in a low voice, "I don't understand." ”

Wen Fan: "You'll understand when you find a girl you like in the future, okay, don't stand here, it's so late, go and rest early." ”

Shao Yi didn't move.

Wen Fan said again: "Isn't it an appointment?" After getting married, it's the same as before, you don't have to have too much pressure, you don't have to pay attention to me, I'm an adult, because it's normal to come home a few hours late from work, and you are the same, Shao Yisui, don't think too much. ”

Shao Yisui only felt that his heart was very uncomfortable.

For some reason, he disliked these statements more and more.

Wen Fan raised his hand and touched his hair.

The tone was a gentle teasing: "Mr. Shao, don't be angry, okay?" ”

Shao Yisui: "Aren't you angry?" ”

Wen Fan said: "I wasn't angry at all, it was you who lost your temper, and I wanted to wait until you calmed down before talking about it, so Mr. Shao, are you angry now?" ”

When Shao Yi heard this, he quickly changed his words: "No." ”

Wen Fan knocked him: "Liar." ”

Shao Yisui: "Then you coax me." ”

Wen Fan was amused by his tone, his shoulders were shaking, and his moist laughter was like a small fluffy brush in the dark, scratching people's ears one by one.

Shao Yi got up casually, pinched his face and warned, "Don't laugh." ”

Wen Fan: "Don't laugh, don't laugh, I'll coax you, Mr. Shao, how can I coax you to be happy?" ”

Shao Yi followed: "You have to coax well, coax several times." ”

Wen Fan turned around and picked up the sheet music and notes: "Okay, listen to you." ”

The ceiling light in the living room lit up suddenly, Wen Fan adapted to the light, and saw Shao Yi standing next to him and looking at him, the tie didn't know when it was messy, and he lost his temper at first glance.

Wen Fan put the notes under his elbow and walked over to help him untie the tie, Shao Yi was very obedient now, and seeing that he was inconvenient, he took the initiative to lower his head and let the tie go around his neck.

"The tie didn't mess with you, I always took the tie to get angry."

Shao Yi said stiffly: "No." ”

Wen Fan smiled and said, "I provoked you, look for me next time." ”

He walked forward with his tie, intending to go upstairs, when he suddenly noticed a few plates of cold dishes on the table, gathered alone, I don't know how long it had been placed, and the heat had run out.

The plate of squirrel fish in the middle is very eye-catching, because of the ugly shape.

It's very ugly, obviously because the flower knife is not changed well, so it is deformed when it is fried.

Aunt Liu can't make such an unqualified squirrel fish.

Wen Fan changed direction, walked to the table, pulled out a stool and sat down.

"I'm so hungry, I ate a little bit at night, and I digested it on the way."

Shao Yi followed him over and clasped his hand holding chopsticks: "It's cold, don't eat it, I'll go make you something else." ”

Wen Fan: "I like squirrel osmanthus fish, do you make it?" I like what you do. ”

Shao Yi's eyes sank: "Coax me?" ”

Wen Fan nodded and admitted: "It's to coax you, but it's the truth, Mr. Shao, let me taste it." ”

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and his smile was so beautiful that Shao Yi's eyes shook.

He took the plate: "I'll go hot and hot." ”

Wen Fan's chin slammed on the back of the chair, tilted his head and smiled: "That's hard work." ”

Shao Yi glanced at Wen Fan before leaving, and a very strange feeling surged in his heart, which made him hurry up a lot.

When I came back again, Wen Fan's phone had just been charged and was giving people a message.

Shao Yi took a piece of fish meat, and the vinegar came up again inexplicably.

"Taste, taste."

Wen Fan replied to Su Qinruan with the last sentence, put down the phone, opened his mouth and ate the meat.

Shao Yisui stared at him tightly, and saw the young man pursing his lips and slowly spit out a thorn, and his ruddy lips were pressed out of a small trace, showing a trace of fullness.

Shao Yi reached out and pinched the thorn off his lips.

Wen Fan: "Mr. Shao, the service is so thoughtful." ”

Shao Yisui: "Talk a lot, do you still eat?" ”

Wen Fan nodded, and Shao Yi then grabbed another piece and fed it to him.

Just fed it one bite at a time, and after a while, Wen Fan really ate a small half, and finally waved his hand when he couldn't eat it.

Wen Fan has to make a plan for tomorrow's lesson in the evening, Su Qinruan has never learned piano before, only violin, but the violin is also learned in a messy and unstructured manner, and the musicality and foundation are very poor.

So after eating, I went back to my room to take a shower, and after washing, I nestled in bed and hugged the computer to write a lesson plan.

After just a few words, there was a knock on the door, and Shao Yi's voice sounded outside.

"Fanfan, have you slept?"

Wen Fan knocked down the word in his hand and raised his voice: "Not yet." ”

He put down his computer and got up to open the door.

As soon as I opened it, the man's strong chest was first, the furrows between the abdominal muscles were still dripping, obviously just after taking a shower, and my hair had not yet been blown, wearing only a loose indigo bathrobe.

Wen Fan was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

Shao Yi had already squeezed in with the others, and Wen Fan noticed that he was still carrying a pillow in his hand.

"I'm here to sleep with you."

Wen Fan held the doorknob in his hand, and turned around to follow without closing the door.

Shao Yi threw it next to his pillow with the pillow and stepped directly on it.

"Shao Yi, sleep by yourself!"

Wen Fan slapped on him.

"You accompany me."

Wen Fan had a headache: "Are you a child?" Why do you need someone to sleep with? ”

Shao Yisui's tone was very natural: "Can't I sleep with you if I'm not a child?" I haven't slept with you in a long time, and I want to sleep with you tonight. ”

Wen Fan refused: "You sleep too badly, don't." ”

Shao Yisui had already lifted his quilt.

Wen Fan hurriedly grabbed his arm: "Then blow dry all your hair first......

Shao Yi hugged his waist with the trend: "You blow it for me." ”

Wen Fan sighed, and after a moment of stalemate, he still compromised: "Got it, let go, I'll go get the hair dryer." ”

When he came back with a hair dryer, Shao Yisui was sitting on the bed flipping through a book, which Wen Fan put at the head of the bed.

Seeing him come back, he unfolded the book and put it in front: "Fanfan, is it okay to read to me at night?" ”

Wen Fan plugged in the phone, glanced at the page, and said, "Do you really think you're a child?" Also listen to bedtime stories. ”

Shao Yi said something else, and the hair dryer began to run.

The whirring sound of the wind drowned out the sound of speaking, Shao Yisui quieted down, feeling the young man's slender and soft fingers shuttling through his hair, Shao Yisui raised his eyes to look at him, the young man lowered his eyebrows, and his long eyelashes were like a small fan.

Shao Yi's heart was hot and itchy.

He whispered, "Fanfan, it's beautiful." ”

Wen Fan only saw his lips move, but he didn't hear clearly, and looked at him with a puzzled look.

Shao Yi laughed.

Wen Fan took the wind to blow him.

After settling the large pendant, Wen Fan climbed into bed again and began to write, Shao Yi lying next to him staring at his typing hand.

I can't help but touch it when I look at it.

Wen Fan's fingers were pulled by him, and the words were all wrong.

Glared at him: "Sleep on you, don't make trouble." ”

Wen Fan's eyes are very beautiful, always as bright and clear as spring water, and the tail of the eyes is slightly drunk and dyed with a hint of red, which can make people's bodies half soft when they look at it.

Shao Yi felt that something was not right tonight, and his heart seemed to be arched with a warm air current, as soon as he spoke to Wen Fan, he would go to the top of the limbs and bones of his body, a chaotic and strange feeling.

He was now feeling like he was electrified.

He praised again: "Fanfan, the hands are so beautiful." ”

He was telling the truth of the truth, the young man was learning the piano, and his ten fingers were as smooth and slender as jade, and the tips of his fingers were long and pointed, and the nails on each finger were neatly trimmed, glowing with a healthy and beautiful pink.

Shao Yi then remembered that on his birthday, in the kitchen, the young man dipped a piece of cake and wanted to eat it, he squeezed his hand, fed the cake into his mouth, and sipped his fingertips.

Because the cake was sweet, he couldn't quite tell whether it was because the cake was sweet or the young man's finger was sweet.

Shao Yi thought, such a beautiful pink must be sweet.

Thinking so, he even said out loud: "Fanfan, your fingers are very sweet." ”