Yu Zhan shook his head, shaking it repeatedly.
No, it's not gratitude.
He wanted to speak, but he couldn't control his stuttering. On impulse, he tiptoed and kissed the young man's lips, and they stayed together for a long time.
...
"You're back, let's eat."
Yu's father greeted him.
Nanqi smiled and said, "Uncle, Xiaozhan hasn't seen his room yet. I'll show it to him first."
Yu's father sighed and replied repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes."
He still feels like he's dreaming. How did he end up living in a big house so quickly?
All of this is thanks to Nanqi.
So much so that now, whatever Nanqi says, Yu's father trusts him completely.
Second floor.
Looking at his own room, Yu Zhan couldn't hold back his tears any longer, which had just stopped. Like pearls falling from a string, he hugged Nan Qi and buried his head in his shoulder, crying.
Nanqi patted his back to comfort him.
I cried for a long time.
Until his younger brother came up and knocked on the door to call him for dinner.
When the Yu family saw Yu Zhan's eyes swollen like walnuts, Yu's father understood and was moved to tears. They had truly met a great benefactor.
After finishing the meal, Nanqi did not offer to wash the dishes.
I haven't taken the initiative at all these days.
The eldest son is good at formal occasions, but not good at cooking.
He dislikes the smell of cooking oil and doesn't like washing dishes; he can't stand any cooking oil.
The leftover bowls and cups were washed.
The Yu family has nine children, each with their own room. There are no guest rooms. At night, Yu's father asks Nanqi to stay with him, so Nanqi has to squeeze in with Yu Zhan. His younger siblings are still small, and some of them can even sleep with their parents. Nanqi has plenty of room.
But he insisted on sleeping with Yu Zhan.
Yu Zhan was shy.
After washing the dishes, I saw Nanqi already lying in bed. For some reason, I felt a little awkward. I took out a change of clothes from the bag I had brought back and prepared to take a shower.
Nanqi: "I bought you a new one, don't wear that anymore."
Yu Zhan froze, already holding the clothes in her hand, unsure whether to put them down.
Nanqi started teasing him again, lying on his side on the bed, propping his head up with his arm: "You promised to try it on, but you don't want to wear clothes your boyfriend bought you?"
Yu Zhan quickly put her old clothes back, shook her head nervously, and gestured to him in sign language that she was willing. Nan Qi deliberately said, "I don't understand, I want you to tell me."
Yu Zhan didn't want to talk about it; he was insecure.
I grabbed some new clothes from the closet and ran to the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Yu Zhan felt awkward again.
Do we really have to sleep in the same bed?
After dawdling for two hours without being able to leave, Nanqi knocked on the door, "Come out."
He saw the shadow flicker by the door several times, and if he didn't knock, Yu Zhan might stay up all night.
Yu Zhan finally went out, awkwardly clutching the hem of his shirt, head down, not daring to look at Nan Qi. A pair of large hands pushed him down onto the bed. The boy blushed and instinctively tried to push him away.
Nanqi raised an eyebrow.
"Not allowing a marriage?"
Ah... here you go.
The force in his arm dissipated, and Nanqi nervously watched the face getting closer and closer, stopping at about five centimeters away.
Yu Zhan felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest, her face grew redder and redder, and she closed her eyes in fright.
Until a soft laugh.
He felt like he'd been tricked, ashamed, but his heart warmed. Yu Zhan opened his eyes, and in that instant, Nan Qi quickly lowered his head and kissed him on the lips. Yu Zhan was stunned.
Nanqi kissed him again.
Yu Zhan was shy.
His blushing face was so cute. Suddenly, countless inspirations flooded his mind, and he felt an urge to draw, but none of his tools were around. Nanqi could only restrain himself and kiss the boy more.
Yu Zhan thought of the 'knowledge' he had seen somewhere.
Nanqi had helped him so much, and he wanted to repay him, but he didn't have anything valuable, so he thought of giving himself to him.
When Nan Qi kissed his neck, Yu Zhan reached out to touch him, startling the young man. The boy then thought…
Nanqi suddenly got up, wrapped himself in the blanket, and took a deep breath.
After a long pause, he said, "I'm helping you, but not because I want your body. I really like you. Don't think of me as that kind of person. I just want a pure relationship, without any transaction involved. If you're going to do this, I'll sleep on the floor tonight."
Yu Zhan panicked. No, he also liked Nan Qi. He wanted to give himself to him, not as a transaction, but rather, he wanted to...
He pulled his phone out from under his pillow.
She hurriedly opened her memo, typed a lot of words, and showed it to Nan Qi. She knelt down opposite him, nervously clutching the blanket, her eyes also filled with anxiety.
Nanqi finished reading: ?
It's a long story.
"I don't do zero."
Yu Zhan nodded emphatically and pointed to himself.
Nanqi looked at him and said, "You've had a long day, think it over carefully, don't act impulsively, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Yu Zhan had finally mustered the courage, but he shook his head, his face flushed, and grabbed...
Nanqi: "..."
"You really want to?"
Yu Zhan nodded, his face almost as red as a monkey's bottom.
Nan Qi smirked and pounced on the man, just as he wished.
~
After that incident, Yu Zhan became even more dependent on Nan Qi.
Nanqi takes care of him and helps the boy correct his stutter. He doesn't mind, but Yuzhan himself is insecure because of this little problem and is always anxious. Nanqi doesn't want to see him like this.
Yu Zhan was initially quite embarrassed.
Later, Nanqi kissed him and coaxed him, saying that Yu Zhan didn't want to let him down and tried to speak up. After that, things went very well.
I practice every day.
Nanqi wrote him a number chart and started practicing from one, two, three, four. Sometimes he would have him bite on chopsticks, and sometimes he would press down on his tongue with a spoon. When the two of them were in the room, Yu Zhan would speak in a continuous stream, and he would kiss him.
Over time, Yu Zhan also felt embarrassed.
They practiced even harder.
After about ten days, he felt like he could speak for shorter periods of time, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
Every day with Nanqi is sweet.
Yu Zhan's face also showed many more smiles.
Yu's father saw it all.
Before we knew it, the end of the year had arrived.
Nan's mother called and ordered Nan Qi to come home for the New Year. She gave him a firm order and he had to go back. After spending some time with Yu Zhan, she hugged the boy and touched his little face, saying, "Time flies, tomorrow is the Spring Festival."
Yu Zhan leaned against him and nodded slightly.
Nanqi: "My mom told me to go home."
Yu Zhan froze, his body stiffening for a moment. He instinctively wrapped his arms around the other person's waist, his body language telling him that he didn't want him to leave.
Nanqi asked, "Do you want us to talk secretly, or do you want to tell our parents and be together?"
Having already done more intimate things, Yu Zhan naturally wanted the status of an official wife, but they were both men, and he didn't know anything about his parents' situation. What he feared most was Nan Qi's parents.
It must have been very difficult to raise such an outstanding son.
There are now many only children.
If he were the only son in his family, Nanqi would not dare to harm him to the point of having no descendants.
He still speaks a little incoherently.
Yu Zhan wrote: Let's talk secretly. When you get tired of us, we'll break up. You can find another girl to marry.
The most outrageous thing Yu Zhan ever did in his life was probably falling in love with Nan Qi, but he still felt that having children was very important. He didn't care if he was ruined for the rest of his life, but Nan Qi couldn't, and he needed to have offspring.
If it really comes to that, Yu Zhan might even be able to accept his child.
Nanqi was so angry he laughed.
Grasp the boy's chin, pry open his mouth, and tell him:
"Yu Zhan, what are you thinking? Do you think it's fair to you, fair to me, or fair to that girl who doesn't even exist? If I really marry her, that's marriage fraud, you know?"
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