Sang Yu said nothing more.

When Lin Wannian had finished playing the flute well, Sang Yu came out wearing the shirt he had hung inside, which had an empty crotch.

You can roughly see that thing.

Lin's eyes widened in his later years.

Sang Yu scratched his wet head, his eyes evasive: "Your underwear doesn't fit me."

"Oh, I don't have large-sized underwear either." Lin Wannian threw the towel he had just used to wipe his hair to him.

Sang Yu took it and used it to wipe his hair without any disdain. He moved his lips and said, "Yesterday I bought some large-sized underwear at the supermarket. I thought you were going to live with me, so I bought it."

"Oh, find it yourself. Remember to mop the floor, mop it well, and go get the takeaway. The contact number is yours." Lin Wannian said, holding up his mobile phone.

"Okay. Can I wear your clothes in my old age?"

"Yeah, whatever."

After finishing speaking, Lin began to lie on the bed and play games.

After Sang Yu put on his clothes, he picked up the mop and started mopping the floor.

The rain was still falling outside the window, and the sky was covered with gray.

It was only noon, but it felt like evening.

The gloomy sky makes people feel depressed.

Sang Yu looked at him for a few times and felt very happy in his heart because he had an excuse to stay with Lin Wannian.

Thinking of this, he stole a few glances at the young man lying on the bed, then quickly lowered his head to mop the floor, behaving like a typical pervert.

This time takeaway.

Lin Wannian ordered a portion for two.

When Sang Yu got them, he saw that they were two takeouts, and his heart was filled with sweetness.

His face was filled with joy and he couldn't hide his excitement.

During the meal.

Sang Yu looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Lin was so tired that he couldn't ignore it, so he asked, "What do you want to say?"

“In my later years, it’s still raining outside.” Sang Yu said halfway, lowering his head and then raising it again.

Lin Wannian was stunned: "So what?"

Sang Yu looked up and met Shanglin Wannian's eyes, then mustered up the courage to say, "I don't have classes this afternoon, can I stay here and take a nap? I can just sleep on the sofa."

Lin Wannian listened and thought that this guy was a little too deliberate. He laughed in his heart and winked at the young man, saying in a slightly ambiguous tone: "The sofa is very hard. It's okay for you to sleep in the same bed with me. My bed is quite big."

"Isn't this too bad?" Sang Yu was embarrassed.

Lin Wannian held the chopsticks, kicked his butt, and sat next to Sang Yu. He put his hand on the other's back, stretched his neck, and blew in his ear: "What's there to be embarrassed about? We are boyfriends now."

At his attack speed, Sang Yu's ears turned visibly red.

Seeing this, Lin Wannian retracted his hand and flashed back to his seat: "Eat well, eat and sleep."

When he mentioned the word "sleep", he deliberately emphasized the tone.

The speaker had intentional words, but the listener's mind was completely blank and he was stunned.

The tall and majestic figure stands like a big dog, which looks a bit funny.

After Lin Wannian had eaten his fill, he went back to his bedroom first.

Sang Yu packed up the takeaway boxes, occasionally glancing towards the bedroom out of the corner of his eyes.

At this time, Lin Wannian was kicking his legs and playing games.

The more I looked, the more I thought about what had just happened.

If I invite him to sleep with me in my later years, would he agree?

Does this make him seem a little too open? But this was the other party's initiative?

Sang Yu hesitated outside the bedroom.

Lin Wannian finished a game and glanced at the person standing at the door: "Aren't you coming in yet?"

"In my later years, I will just sleep on the sofa." Sang Yu answered him.

The other party just didn't want to, and Lin's rebellious psychology broke out: "Oh, so you don't like me? You don't want to sleep with me? Or are you unruly?"

Sang Yu waved his hands: "No, no, I like you, and I am willing to sleep with you. I won't do anything to you."

Lin Wannian turned over, turned sideways to face him, and patted the empty space: "Then lie down in here."

"Um."

Sang Yu swallowed, walked in, took off his spare slippers, climbed onto the bed, and quickly lay down next to Lin Wannian with his back to him.

After all the operations, he lay there like a stiff corpse.

Lin Wannian took the initiative to move forward and stroked his back with both hands, his hands lightly stroking Sang Yu's back.

Seeing that Sang Yu didn't react, he reached in from the corner of his clothes.

Not long after, the man pretending to be dead grabbed Lin Wannian's moving hands and said in a hoarse voice: "Wannian, don't mess around."

Lin Wannian raised his foot and kicked Sang Yu's leg: "What should I do if you want to mess around? Sang Yu, I still want to develop further with you."

As he spoke, his gentle hand had already slid forward.

Sang Yu's eyes widened, he turned around, and said something like, "In my later years."

After a while.

Lin Late asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"

Sang Yu clenched his fingers and tried to hold back, his hair half covering his forehead, his eyes full of lust, panting: "Okay."

Lin relaxed and started again in his later years just to make money from that.

Except for double-player games, he would play big.

The two of them were pressed tightly together. Sang Yu held Lin Wannian's cheek with one hand and kissed him. He moved his lips towards his cheek, but when he wanted to touch the young man's lips, his hand blocked his way.

"Why didn't you let me kiss you in your later years?" Sang Yu twisted his body with a look of grievance.

Lin Wannian said frankly: "I will allow you to kiss her only after you tell your family."

Sang Yu was unhappy: "Oh. So I can't do something more in-depth with you?"

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