The Chinese New Year has passed a long time, the coldest time has passed, and the weather is gradually warming up.

The frozen icicles on the eaves of the porch also melted as the temperature rose, and the dripping water fell to the ground, smashing into a small puddle.

The days of temporary residence in this mansion made Wu Miao no less familiar with this mansion than the Sanya Shiki Mansion, so he took the scripture copied in his hand and walked in the direction of Youguo with ease.

The priest and witch in the mansion did not stop her when she saw Wu Miao coming, and bowed slightly to Wu Miao, acquiescing that Wu Miao, who was incompatible with this mansion, could enter and exit here at will.

And this acquiescence is also the result of the nod of the owner of this mansion.

In the room with carved beams and paintings, precious ornaments, calligraphy and paintings are placed everywhere at random, and those priceless treasures that are rare in the world also seem ordinary in the room full of curiosities. These random treasures are enough to see how casual and favored the owner of this room is.

Wu Miao walked in with the copied scriptures in his hand, and Youguo was sitting behind the table and looking at the affairs on the table with his head propped up.

As a father, the palace secretary generously became the shopkeeper, and it was also called to exercise Youguo, so as the right palace division, Youguo had to take on most of the responsibilities of the Inari Shrine at this age, and there were a lot of things to deal with in the shrine every day, so when Wu Miao came in, Youguo didn't pay attention, thinking that it was the priest or witch under him who sent a new business.

"Put the stuff aside and I'll take care of it later." Youguo didn't raise his head, he didn't hear the answer he was used to, he raised his eyes and looked ahead with some confusion.

Wu Miao was looking thoughtfully at the mountains of books around Youguo, he handed over the scriptures in his hand casually, and said to Youguo, "I'm done." ”

Although I don't know if copying the scriptures has any effect, but Wu Miao has indeed calmed down a lot recently because of the matter of copying the scriptures, and put the scriptures on Youguo's table, Wu Miao sat down on the spot as if no one was around, and a pair of black cat's eyes only stared at Youguo.

Youguo took the scripture copied by Wu Miao and opened it, and let out a contemplative sound: "Hmm-"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Wu Miao was indeed a little nervous because of Youguo's unclear "hmm", and his boss said unhappily: "What do you mean by this?" Dissatisfied? ”

There was some unhappiness in his tone.

It's not that he is not satisfied, Youguo just looked at the word Wu Miao and sighed a little, the word Wu Miao is really as depressed and arrogant as himself.

"I just wanted to say that your handwriting is good." Youguo's face did not change his evaluation, although he had a bad heart for the poor health of the miserable, but the head of the family did not seem to have relaxed the teaching of the miserable, otherwise the miserable would not be able to write this handwriting.

The slightly praising words in Youguo's mouth made Wu Miao a little more pleasant, and he curled the corners of his mouth without a trace, and Wu Miao's eyes fell on the mountain of affairs on Youguo's table, "Haven't finished it yet?" He actually wanted to express concern, but the words came out of Wumiao's mouth with some sarcasm.

Fortunately, Youguo didn't mind, he turned the pen in his hand and threw it away at will, then lay back on the tatami mat, sighed and said, "I don't want to do it." ”

The things that are dealt with every day are repetitive, boring and monotonous, and Youguo finally understands why as the father of the palace secretary let go quite quickly and freely, and he also ran away if it was him.

Youguo's straightforward and somewhat childish actions made Wu Miao look slightly stunned, as a nobleman, he was always arrogant and elegant, and a casual and free posture like Youguo didn't dare to think of it at all.

I don't know if it was out of disgust or envy, Wu Miao was silent for a while, and then said, "Who taught you to do this." ”

Where does this need to be taught, Youguo proudly holds his chest high, of course self-taught!

However, in the face of the miserable gaze, Youguo saw a trace of subtle emotion in the beautiful cat's eyes.

Youguo squinted, easily turned over and sat up from the tatami mat, then stared at Wu Miao with his chin and said, "I was born like this, are you disgusting me?" ”

Wu Miao was choked by Youguo's rhetorical question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and he didn't dislike it

Abandoned, but he was accustomed to the aristocracy and always maintained his solemn and noble living habits, so at first glance, when he saw Youguo's casual and natural performance, he was like a swan falling into a flock of ducks, which was both out of place and attracted attention.

This is not miserable, he lowered his eyes, and said in a complicated tone: "No." ”

Wu Miao didn't look at Youguo, but Youguo kept staring at him, the curly pure black hair lined Wu Miao's already pale skin more and more lifeless, and his slender wrist showed a fragile look in the wide sleeves as if it was broken, even if he knew that Wu Miao's personality was not as consistent as his appearance, but when Youguo looked at that face, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.

He simply turned over and sat up, not even too lazy to take a few steps, but patted the position next to him and said, "Come here." ”

Wu Miao was a little strange, but he still walked up to Youguo, "What are you doing?" ”

The white jade-like hand grabbed Wu Miao's wrist and gently pulled it down, Wu Miao easily fell, but fortunately, the soft cushion supported his body, Wu Miao's mind was a little confused by Youguo's sudden move, and before he could say angrily, "What are you doing", the white head was already on his knees.

His thighs tensed up for a moment, and he stared at Youguo who was naturally pillowed on his lap with his eyes wide in astonishment, and his voice raised several degrees: "Youguo!" ”

Youguo, who had his eyes closed, yawned lazily and replied casually, "Well, I'm here, what's wrong?" ”

After speaking, Youguo patted Wumiao's stiff thighs again and said, "Relax, you are already thin, and your legs are as hard as stones, not at all like other people's soft." ”

Wu Miao almost laughed angrily: "What did you say? ”

He even forgot to push Youguo away, because Youguo's words gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Whose thigh have you pillowed?" ”

That's a lot. Youguo thought calmly, but those names couldn't be said, Youguo lied without changing his face: "Of course it's my mother." ”

Mother?

Wuxiao's face regained some calmness, but he was still a little suspicious: "Really?" ”

Youguo was very calm, "Of course, otherwise who do you think it is?" Then he retorted and said, "You are so angry, you can't be jealous, right?" ”

"How is that possible!" Wu Miao's answer was fast, but it sounded like he wanted to cover it up.

You see nothing

He didn't push away the already inch by inch, and his voice softened after he relaxed, "I'm so tired, isn't it okay to take a break?" ”

Of course not! What does it look like to rest in someone else's arms without miserable thoughts? Did the aristocracy still teach these things in their manners? Wumiao's first reaction was to pull Youguo up and push him away, after all, what do two people look like when they are sticky together? He wasn't used to being so close.

So Wu Miao pursed his lips, and his voice was a little cold and hard: "You get up." ”

Youguo still didn't move, but he opened one eye, "Then I won't rely on you, I'll go find someone else." ”

Wu Miao heard a hint of threat inside, and he scoffed at this threat to anyone, but it was Youguo.

Youguo was about to get up without waiting for Wu Miao's answer, but was pulled by Wu Miao's outstretched hand.

Wu Miao looked thin and weak, but his strength was not small, and he dragged Youguo to stop, so Youguo's head rested on Wu Miao's lap again.

Youguo couldn't help but grin, and he wanted to say something, but he was blocked by Wu Miao's hand: "Shut up." ”

Youguo winked at Wu Miao and stopped talking.

Wu Miao breathed a long sigh of relief, the muscles in his legs could clearly feel the touch of Youguo's pillow on it, his mouth and tongue were dry, and when the outstretched hand touched Youguo's smooth silver thread, it stopped and turned into a stiff stroke.

Wu Miao had never done such an almost gentle gesture before, so the movement was stiff and unnatural, he didn't know that his hand touched Youguo's hidden fox ears, and the feeling of the ears being touched quickly spread throughout Youguo's whole body like an electric shock, causing Youguo to let out a canine-like coquettish purring sound uncontrollably.

Now the two of them stiffened together, Youguo opened his eyes and stared at Wu Miao's big eyes, I don't know how long the two of them kept this posture, and finally Wu Miao made a fist with his hands

He put it to his lips and let out a low chuckle.

"What was that sound just now?" Wu Miao said, "It came out of your mouth." ”

While spitting on this knee-jerk reaction, Youguo said casually to Wu Miao: "What voice? I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Wu Miao narrowed his eyes, put his hand on the top of Youguo's head and stroked it again.

Youguo couldn't control his snoring.

Youguo: "...... You didn't sue me for being touched by someone else, and I still have this reaction. ”

System: "You didn't ask me, is that important?" ”

I couldn't hold it anymore, Youguo simply broke the jar and snorted again and again with the miserable movements.

Wu Miao said thoughtfully: "This habit...... Is it because it's a fox? ”

Youguo closed his eyes and pretended to be dead and didn't answer, he didn't care about it, leaning on the soft and thick pillow behind him, and stroking the top of Youguo's hair in his hand, he looked at Youguo who was pretending to be asleep, and unconsciously closed his eyes with the quiet and warm atmosphere at this time.

He was also a little sleepy.

*

Wu woke up slower than Youguo, and he slept for a long time, but this time instead of dreaming of those cyclical nightmares like before, he was calm and dark.

It was a very comfortable sleep, something he hadn't experienced in a long time.

The drowsiness gradually receded, and he vaguely felt that there seemed to be something messy on his face in the haze, touching his cheek from time to time and pinching the tip of his nose from time to time.

The bad one is very good, Wu Miao frowned, and before he was completely awake, he had already reached out and tightly clamped Youguo who was making trouble on his face.

"Ahh

Wu Miao opened his eyes and met a pair of golden eyes.

Youguo still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then he tilted his head and laughed: "Your eyelashes are quite long." ”

Wu Miao felt the heat surging for some reason, he gritted his teeth and restrained himself, and said to Youguo, "What were you doing just now." ”

Youguo snorted twice: "Look at your face." ”

Wu Miao touched his face, he knew that he was good-looking, thanks to his parents, but even if he knew that he was excellent in appearance, Wu Miao didn't like to look in the mirror, because every time he looked at himself in the mirror, Wu Miao felt that his thin and sick cheeks were twisted in the mirror like a ghost.

couldn't restrain a sneering smile from his mouth, and Wu Miao said: "Only you will think this picture looks good." ”

The appearance of this smile on Wu Miao's face made him even more gloomy, and Youguo gently stroked Wu Miao's cheek, just like he had been lying on Wu Miao's lap and touched the top of his head, with a hint of imperceptible intimacy in this touch.

You Guo smiled miserably: "I have always thought you are very good-looking." ”

Youguo had praised Wumiao's appearance many times before, but never once did he make Wumiao's heart move like now, he swallowed his saliva, let Youguo's hand caress his face, and whispered: "What about other than me?" Anything else? ”

Even if it's a lie, Wu Miao hopes that he is the only one in Youguo's mouth, but Youguo blinked and smiled: "Of course." ”

In an instant, Wumi's eyes became gloomy, unhappiness and dark thoughts filled his brain, and his first reaction was not that Youguo was playing with him, but to find out the person who was even better looking than him, and then end his life with his own hands.

No misery could not allow another person to take away Youguo's gaze.

"Who is it?" There was a chill in the tone, like a beast that chooses people to devour.

Youguo curled his sideburns with his fingers, "Of course it's me." ”

No misery: "......"

The anger that was about to explode was extinguished like a fire being extinguished by the rain under Youguo's fluttering words, and Wu Miao helped his forehead and felt ridiculous, "Are you kidding me?" ”

Youguo smiled and said, "Of course not." ”

Wu Miao calmly looked at Youguo's smiling eyes, and thought: Don't be deceived by his flowery smile, this is a human with fox blood, and it is his nature to be cunning.

Youguo's slender arms are wrapped in a circle

On Wu Miao's shoulder, he leaned his head closer, bringing a bewildering fragrance, and Youguo said with some grievances: "I'm the best-looking, don't you admit it?" ”

Wumi's breathing seemed to be forgotten, he looked away, and his voice was hoarse: "...... Admit. ”：，，.