The two hugged for a while, and Yan Xi cleared his throat, "Xiao Jin, it's late now, I have to go back to bed."
Lou Jinchuan let go, his face flickering in the dim candlelight. "Can you not go back?"
"Ah?" Yan Xi was stunned. What does that mean?
Lou Jinchuan's eyes were dark, "I want to sleep with my brother."
Yan Xi's face flushed red when she heard this, "No, no, you're still young."
Lou Jinchuan was slightly surprised by his instantly flushed face. Thinking that he might have misunderstood, a smile instantly rippled in his eyes, and his tone was mixed with the meaning of suppressing laughter, "Brother, don't worry, I just want to sleep on the same bed with you, nothing else."
Who knew that after he explained like that, Yan Xi covered her face with her hands, and even her ears felt hot. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
What was he thinking just now? He didn't mean that at all.
"No, I'm leaving." Yan Xi pulled out of his arms, hurriedly fled with the lantern, hid in her bedroom, and felt embarrassed alone.
Lou Jinchuan looked at the panicked person, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, and his face was frozen with smile.
He knew that his senior brother was always cute, but he never thought he could be this cute.
Lou Jinchuan lowered his eyes, thinking of the young man's proactive kiss just now, and licked his thin lips with a deep look in his eyes.
The way my senior brother looks is even more heart-warming than in my dreams.
In an instant, the absurd scenes in the dream crawled into his mind from the depths of his memory, and a surge of heat suddenly surged into the boy's body.
In an instant, the boy's face turned visibly red.
He quickly closed the door and relieved himself secretly.
…
After Yan Xi returned to the bedroom, he patted his burning cheeks and felt more and more embarrassed the more he thought about it.
He has changed. Whenever I am with him and there is something a little bit ambiguous about him, my thoughts will run wild like a horse that has broken free from its reins and cannot be stopped.
Yan Xi blew out the lantern, crawled into bed, and calmed down.
No matter what, he must hold on and not do that with him easily, otherwise the wild horse that runs away will be another person.
Sooner or later you will die.
Wait, that's not right.
Why does he always unconsciously put himself in such a low position?
The male protagonist is still young and definitely doesn't know anything.
So... hehe.
Yan Xi smiled cunningly, he could think about it from another perspective.
Thinking of this, Yan Xi became more and more excited, dreaming of being the best of the best.
…
Mingzhu fell into deep thought as he looked at the two people at the dinner table who were occasionally talking to each other and looking at each other with smiles on their faces.
Is it his illusion?
Why did he feel that the atmosphere between his young master and Mr. Lou was a little off?
It makes people feel greasy.
By the way, where is his cousin Yun Can?
I haven't seen him since last night, and I don't know where he went.
"Senior brother, is the breakfast I made today delicious?" Lou Jinchuan supported his chin and looked at the person eating tenderly.
Yan Xi puffed out her cheeks and said cheerfully, "Mmm, it tastes great!"
He said as he took a mouthful of rice
"How does it compare to the multi-grain porridge and sweet and sour pork ribs made by Yun Shen?"
As soon as these words came out, Yan Xi choked and his face turned red, "Cough cough cough..."
Looking up at the boy with a curved brow but a cold smile, a layer of cold sweat crawled down his back. He laughed dryly, "This... of course it tastes better when you cook it."
Oh my god, who told this jealous guy about this? I’m going to die!
"Really? But... Mingzhu clearly told me that Senior Brother particularly likes Yun Shen's cooking skills, and even said that your favorite is his sweet and sour pork ribs, which no one in the world can compare to."
"Hehe..." Yan Xi put on a mask of pain and smiled. He looked at Ming Zhu who was standing beside him and said word by word: "Really? Ming Zhu, did I say that?"
Mingzhu, confused, said seriously, "Yes, Master, have you forgotten? You also said that the sweet and sour pork ribs made by Yunshen were soft and glutinous, with the right balance of sweet and sour, and delicious. It was the taste you always dreamed of. I remember it clearly."
Yan Xi: "..." Thank you.
Lou Jinchuan looked at him with a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he was extremely jealous. He stared at Yan Xi and said with almost gritted teeth: "Mingzhu, go down first. I have something to say to your young master."
"Oh, okay, I'll take my leave." Mingzhu scratched his head and left the room in a daze.
Yan Xi rolled his eyes, lowered his head to eat breakfast, his heart beating fast.
Late autumn, the Jianghu came to the rescue, how to explain it?!
Just as he was trembling with fear and trying to figure out how to deal with the situation, the aggrieved voice of a young man came from above his head.
"Brother, that Xiaoyao Wang is the person you liked before, right?"
Yan Xi was slightly stunned, then raised her head and found that the boy had his head slightly lowered, his eyelashes were wet, and his whole body was a little dejected, with grievances almost overflowing from him.
He was stunned for a moment, a panic spreading in his heart, and he quickly denied it, "No, Xiaojin, don't cry, he is not the person I like, really, I swear, don't misunderstand!"
"It's not that I misunderstood." Lou Jinchuan shook his head, raised his wet eyes and looked at him, feeling very aggrieved. "It was my senior brother who said before that only his beloved could make that kind of taste."
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