MTL - Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple-Chapter 26

A faint moonlight, paving the way for a night out.

On the big bed, the two figures overlap, the atmosphere blends, and the air is filled with the taste of love/desire.

---------Large light party passing by ---------

The moon enters the cloud.

Only the rose that Xiao Xiao threw on the bed, with the beauty of decline, quietly witnessed this hearty love.

New sheets, neat pajamas, and a faded rose on the bedside table, with a simple shape, and a fresh fragrance around the nose.

Xiao Wei was sitting on the bed and worried.

He was a little drunk last night. After he finished, he didn't block the drink and slept in a groggy way. But those lingering lingering, fitting pleasures are still clearly left in the memory - how has it never happened overnight?

He reached out and touched the pillow next to him, and there was no room for temperature. He couldn’t help but feel guilty. How could it be a delusion? How could this be?

I took the pillow and smelled it. I still had the scent of soap. He suddenly thought of something and quickly jumped out of bed and ran out of the room.

The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, and Xiao Xiao paused in the living room. The sun, hydroponics, and dining table were so similar to the first time he stayed on the same day.

Just a moment, he lifted his foot into the kitchen.

The young man was facing him, wearing an apron, and the upper body shirt was brought up with the action, and the skin with tight waist was exposed from time to time.

Xiao Yan’s throat was moving and his mind turned. When he was about to hug, the other person turned and smiled at him: “Good afternoon, aunt.”

"It's already noon, I haven't cooked yet, can you wait aside?" Luo Lutu pointed to the warm milk next to him. "I guess Auntie woke up, drink some first." Milk, is it a headache?"

{ Sao years, last night gv you rose a lot of posture, swollen, used to forget, so cold ( ̄ ̄ ̄)}

{A good feeling can't be detected, you are so embarrassed to say! What Laozi wants is that the degree of goodness is not blackening? }

The youthful tone of expression is no different from the past, close, gentle, caring, but does not reveal emotions.

Xiao Yu’s heart was blocked, and his thoughts faded and he took the milk, as if he asked casually: “How are you here?”

"I came to pick up the paintings here last night. I didn't expect to see the aunt drunk." Luo Shutu turned and then cut the vegetables, the tone was no different. "I didn't have time to leave the hospital and told me that I went back to the old house. I am also embarrassed to come back to apologize to you."

Xiao Wei was silent for a while, looking at the hickey that he couldn't cover behind his ear and said, "I didn't do anything, drunk?"

"Well, the aunt is just sleeping, very embarrassing."

"is it."

"……Ok."

"Nothing is fine," he couldn't tell what it was. Xiao Wei walked out of the kitchen with a cup and said, "Oh, Shaoyang may come over to eat at noon today."

"...OK, then I will go buy some food."

Luo Shitu’s head was temporarily cleaned up, and the apron was untied, and the key was ready to go.

Xiao Wei stood in the living room to see him. The young man wore shoes under the porch, his back was thin, his black hair was close to his ear, and he was as small as a small animal.

"Be careful on the road..." He said, thinking about it and adding, "I still accompany..."

"No," Luo Shitu stood up and smiled at him. "I know the way."

"...and what if Shaoyang came and no one opened the door?" He turned and held the doorknob. "Auntie, give him a key."

Xiao Yan looked ugly at the door that was smashed, and the cup in the handle was forced to the table, and the sound of the bang was struck.

It’s really generous, Jane Huai, what are you when I am? Don't pay for your friends, how many people have you been doing with this kind of thing?

Shaoyang originally planned to come to see Xiao Xiao at night. When he received a call from the other party to let him go to dinner at noon, he was really excited.

However, when he entered the door and saw a face that was difficult to cover his anger, he was shocked. He thought that in the past few years, Xiao Wei’s regenerative gas had never appeared such a terrible expression, and it was inevitable to be confused.

"What's wrong?" Shaoyang sat at the table, looked at him, and looked at the roses in the trash. "This flower seems to have been taken last time?"

Xiao Yan calmed his face and did not speak.

“Auntie has been here?” Shaoyang did not care. He saw the paintings placed next to the coffee table and asked, “Come to get something?”

"You really know him," Xiao Xiao looked at him coldly. "He will come back to cook right away, Shaoyang, have you not tasted his craft for so many years?"

His tone was like a gun, and the man frowned. He said: "His hand has just been demolished. How can you make him tired? Auntie is really, obviously..."

Xiao Wei sneered: "Is it tired to have a meal? You don't like me, how do you still feel bad about him?"

"Xiao Wei, you can tell something!"

"He can do / love, how can I not cook!"

Shaoyang stood up and said: "Xiao Wei!"

"Did you not like him for so many years? The reason is that the man you want to be for so many years has been taken by me!" Xiao Xiao got up and looked at him with a blank expression. He said clearly in words and words, but there was a voice in his heart. In horror, he shouted in pain, not what he wanted to say...

The man who had always been restrained stretched his forehead and slammed on the table with a fist.

Xiao Wei pulled a smile: "Do you think I forced him? Shaoyang, do you know that he likes me? You guarded people who have been reluctant to move for so many years, so easily like me... you don't know him. The body is so kinky/swinging that it can be inserted. Do you believe that this is the first time? You will take him as a treasure!"

The man's face was blue, Xiao Xiao looked at him and continued: "Shaoyang, have you seen him open his legs and make people look like it? Even if it is not the fact, knowing that I am still in contact with you, isn’t it enough? I still want to know how!"

He gasped and his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe. These words should not be said, but the strange emotions of Shaoyang's jealousy and madness have already drowned him, unable to control, and involuntarily.

The man holds the fist and just wants to talk, his eyes are fixed in the entrance.

Xiao Xiao trembled, his face turned pale, and immediately turned his head.

The young man took a bag of vegetables and stood there. He couldn’t see the same look. His eyes were soft and his tone was calm: "Has Shaoyang coming, I bought fish, and do your favorite steaming at noon."

{Sar Year, the timing is very accurate! Just eight generations! (☆_☆)}

"You..." Xiao Wei said hard, but did not know how to say it.

Luo Shitu closed the door, changed shoes, took the bag to the kitchen, saw the rose in the trash can on the way, the body trembled, then turned his head and smiled at him: "Don't worry, Aunt slowly said."

Shao Yang looked at Xiao Yu, who was aphasia, and his expression was a little heavy. He wanted to help in the kitchen and was gently blocked by Luo Shitu: "I am fine, you go to see Xiao Wei."

During the movement, the traces behind the ear fell into the eyes of the man.

He noticed his sight, Luo Shutu licked his lips, touched his ear, and smiled: "Look at what, that's it, it's like this," he said, he looked down and fished the fish. "I met I have a person I like very much and want to be together simply, no matter men or women."

"Just he doesn't like me," he said, and his movements didn't stop. "Shaoyang, whatever, thank you."

The man patted his head in silence.

It was not long before lunch, and the young man took a phone call and then apologized to leave with a painting.

There are no unnatural places.

But it’s not right, it’s not like this. Xiao Yu threw the chopsticks and went to the trash can with anxiety and picked up the roses.

Shao Yang followed him and looked at his movements, quietly opening: "Auntie is the best existence in my life, my first love, although it has passed, but I don't want anyone to hurt him by his gentleness. he."

Xiao Wei sat on the ground, holding a rose in his hand and stunned.

"Xiao Wei, I like you, it is true, this is now." Shao Yang went on to say, "Auntie is too pure, likes all is like, no one can doubt."

"So I and you are not worthy of him." He picked up the key that the young man gave him and placed it in front of Xiao Xiao. "Auntie, is left-handed."

left handed? !

But he usually uses the right...

- "It's incomparable with your works, it's like a newbie."

- "It doesn't matter! There is still a right hand to draw, isn't it?"

Jane Huai 琛... Jane Huai’s painting is a left hand...

Xiao Yan raised his hand to cover his eyes and laughed.

A line of water slides down the face.

He thought, Xiao Wei, what did you do? What are you doing? - 2k novel reading network