Chapter 51 The couple, Zhu Yanhe and Ning, carried him to bed with one arm, Ning...
Zhu Yanhe carried him to bed with one arm. Ning Buyi glanced at the blankets and decisively chose Zhu Yanhe's warm blankets over his own chilly ones.
Anyone who chooses the front is a fool!
He snuggled into the man's bed with a domineering air about him.
Zhu Yanhe looked at him and said, "Why don't you go to your own place?"
Ning Buyi patted the empty seat next to him with a self-righteous air, gesturing for Zhu Yanhe to come in quickly, saying it was a bit cold: "It's warmer here, you'll be more comfortable sleeping here, come on in."
Zhu Yanhe's eyes darkened. She lifted the covers and lay down beside him, her heart rate much faster than usual. The light had just been turned off, and a sliver of light slowly disappeared from her eyes.
A pair of hands began groping Zhu Yanhe's body again. He grabbed the mischievous hand and said in a deep voice, "Do you want stewed pig's trotters for tomorrow?"
"I don't want stewed food, I want roasted food. Zhu Yanhe, I'm so cold, hold me while I sleep." Ning Buyi mumbled. He just wanted to go back to the position he was in when he was awake; that position was too comfortable.
Her coquettish tone stirred his heart like a feather. Zhu Yanhe gave a soft "hmm," then casually stroked her somewhat thin waist, his hand moving across her skin. Why refuse? What's wrong with taking advantage of someone in distress? He'd done plenty of things like taking advantage of Ning Buyi in distress; one more wouldn't make a difference.
Ning Buyi hugged him back with satisfaction, buried his head in his chest and rubbed against him. He also put his slightly cold hands on Zhu Yanhe's back to warm them. Zhu Yanhe was wrapped around him like a furnace, it was so warm that he couldn't resist it at all!
A strand of hair brushed against his neck, causing a slight itch. He couldn't believe that a few months ago, she was just a minor streamer he was interested in, and now she was in his arms. Zhu Yanhe wasn't particularly invested in relationships; in his world, both family and friendship were cold and indifferent, and he didn't care.
But this little man suddenly barged in, broke his glass window without much effort, stuck to him, stirred his emotions and senses, and made Zhu Yanhe unable to help but be moved.
"Can anyone hold you like this while you sleep?" he suddenly asked. In the dark night, the only responses were the faint whooshing sound outside the window and the boy's shallow breathing.
The person in his arms seemed to be sleeping restlessly, snuggling closer to him. Zhu Yanhe let out a soft breath and tightened his grip on the person, at least for now, they were still in his arms.
I'd rather not let my good dreams fade away.
Over the past two days, Zhu Yanhe has been treating him with utmost care, as if he were a precious gem. Ning Buyi's hands are now so good he can even stream himself playing games.
It means he can now earn two salaries.
"Zhu Yanhe, are my hands all better?" He raised both hands and waved them in front of the man. Zhu Yanhe looked up, his handsome face expressionless.
Ning Buyi's wrist was still bandaged, so it was hard to tell if it had fully healed. Zhu Yanhe held his wrist and gently squeezed it. Seeing that he didn't feel anything, she nodded slightly.
The boy stared at Zhu Yanhe with starry eyes, expecting him to ask what he was doing. After staring for a while without seeing any movement from Zhu Yanhe, who was just looking at the folder in his hand, he poked his arm resting on the chair: "Zhu Yanhe, my hand is better."
Zhu Yanhe didn't even look up this time, just grunted an "Mmm." Ning Buyi grew anxious as he didn't hear anything more. Why wasn't he asking? He leaned forward, placing his hand on the document to stop Zhu Yanhe from looking at it.
"My hand is healed."
The man then looked away from the paper with the black print, and his thin lips uttered the words he wanted to hear: "What's wrong?"
He observed Zhu Yanhe's expression and said cautiously, "I want to do a live stream."
Ning Buyi was afraid that Zhu Yanhe would not agree to this, but since he was sitting here anyway, why not let him earn two salaries?
The man simply responded and then removed his hand.
Ning Buyi put his hand back down. He hadn't gotten what he wanted yet; the computer he used last time had broken, and he didn't have the tools to stream. But he had his eye on Zhu Yan's laptop, which was exactly the same as the one on his left.
Zhu Yanhe's expression was indifferent. He simply put away the folder and started looking at the electronic documents on the computer.
Seeing that Zhu Yanhe showed no intention of speaking, Ning Buyi blindfolded him again, so he couldn't see anything now.
Suddenly everything went dark. Zhu Yanhe neither struggled nor spoke, which drove him crazy with worry.
The man curled his lips into a smile, deliberately teasing him.
"Zhu Yanhe, I want to go live."
"Um."
Why won't this person listen to me? He bluntly said, "I want a computer."
"broken."
Actually, Zhu Yanhe has already fixed that computer, but if it's taken out, Ning Xiaozhu will probably take it.
Ning Buyi shook his arm and pleaded, "Can I borrow yours to play with?"
"not good."
The moment he spoke, a warm sensation washed over his cheek as the boy bit his face. Zhu Yanhe remained silent, simply indulging him. If you really wanted to talk about it, how could this not be considered kissing him?
Ning Buyi's jaw ached from biting so hard for so long. When he opened his mouth, he found a big tooth mark on Zhu Yan's face. It looked so strange on such a cold face! He covered his mouth and his eyes crinkled with laughter, completely forgetting that he hadn't gotten his computer yet.
Before he could even laugh out loud, he was like a dog being grabbed by the scruff of its neck, obediently being pinched by Zhu Yanhe's chin. He blinked, thinking, "Who told Zhu Yanhe not to let me play on the computer? Now you know how formidable Ning Buyi is."
Zhu Yanhe moved closer and bit down on Ning Buyi's cheek. The warmth from her mouth sent waves of heat through her nerves, and Ning Buyi's eyelashes trembled slightly. She had kicked a hornet's nest!
Now he has a tooth mark on his face too. Zhu Yanhe turned his face upside down and looked at it. His face showed satisfaction, full of admiration for his masterpiece.
"Zhu Yan, are you a dog?!" Ning Buyi stared at his reflection in the dark computer screen, where a large tooth mark was visible on his face!
If Zhu Yanhe were a dog, it would be a huge dog, the kind that bites!
“If you are, then I am.” Zhu Yanhe squinted at the man and handed him the notebook.
Ning Buyi's eyes lit up as he presented the package, his words following the object in his hands: "No, no!"
How could it be a dog! It's clearly his best friend!
Having achieved his goal, the young man rubbed his hands together, ready to unleash his full potential. What was that saying again? The three-day period has ended, and the Dragon King has returned!
"Brother!" Before the door even opened, Zhu Zhu called out as he pushed the door open and came in, still with his usual carefree attitude. "Why did you call me back to work again?"
She took two steps closer and saw Ning Buyi sitting next to her. He trotted a few steps and slid up to her.
Zhu Yanhe said in a flat tone, "You don't plan to keep your camera."
"Yes, yes." She casually replied to Zhu Yanhe, cupped Ning Buyi's face in her hands, and rubbed and kneaded it like a doll. "Baby, have you missed me?"
“Yes, Sister Zhu,” Ning Buyi replied obediently.
I guess I've thought about it enough.
A large tooth mark on her face caught her eye. Zhu Zhu suddenly looked up at her brother and found that he also had a tooth mark on his face. These two, they play such a wild game behind the scenes.
Zhu Yanhe scanned the files on the computer without even glancing at her, and pulled Ning Buyi back with one hand: "You'd better go to your workstation and work properly now."
"Do you have to look at your wife like she's your own eyeball?" Zhu Zhu pouted, then smiled and said to Ning Buyi, "Honey, do you want hot pot tonight?"
What is hot pot? He's never tried it. Is it delicious?
Ning Buyi's eyes sparkled as he asked, "Is hot pot delicious? I've never had it before."
Zhu Zhu choked, but the person with his arm around his shoulder spoke up: "Let's have hot pot at home tonight. You can add whatever you like."
He turned around and winked. "Wow, hot pot is so delicious! It has all my favorite foods in it! Long live hot pot!"
"Me too, me too!" Zhu Zhu chimed in, joining the young couple. The older brother and sister-in-law with their younger sister—a perfect match.
Zhu Yan and Lanlan glanced at her and said, "Working hard today is something we can consider."
A gust of wind came and then a gust of wind went.
Ning Buyi sat back down. The simple screen had few icons, which suited Zhu Yanhe perfectly. Ning Buyi glanced at it, opened the video software, and paused for a moment while holding the mouse.
Clicking on the familiar profile picture to enter the personal homepage, this isn't right, isn't this Xiaohe's account?
"Hey! Zhu Yanhe!"
The man turned to look at him upon hearing the sound and asked him what was wrong.
Ning Buyi turned the computer around to face Zhu Yanhe, pointed at the account on it and stared at him intently. This was clearly his sister's account.
A crack appeared in Zhu Yanhe's previously indifferent expression. His pupils contracted as he looked at the screen, and his heart pounded faster with each tick of the second hand. He had just remembered what had happened, and the sudden discovery of this incident had caught him off guard, leaving his mind blank for a moment.
He discovered it?
The boy in front of him had a stern face, as if he was about to question him.
Zhu Yanhe unconsciously rubbed his fingertips, his Adam's apple bobbing as he considered what he was about to say.
But Ning Buyi beat him to it: "This is Xiao He's computer, right? Look, the account belongs to Xiao He!"
He glared at Zhu Yanhe, demanding an explanation: who gave him permission to take Xiao He's computer?
The man swallowed the words he was about to utter, his breathing becoming lighter. In those few minutes, he had even planned how to win Ning Buyi back, but the boy's words came out as if a fish swimming in water, saying it was a trivial matter.
Zhu Yanhe nodded and said, "She left it for me, but forgot to return it."
Ning Buyi pressed herself against him, their cheeks touching. He glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
If he dares to find out that it was Zhu Yan who stole Xiao He's computer, then just wait and see what he'll do, hmph.
"If you don't mind, I could tell you how you usually treat her—"
Ning Buyi quickly covered his mouth, saying, "What are you saying? What are you saying!" His hurried and flustered appearance did not escape Zhu Yanhe's notice, and Zhu Yanhe smiled with the ease of a superior.
The boy released him and stopped pursuing the matter, but a blush spread across his cheeks up to the tips of his ears.
How does Zhu Yanhe know everything? That's too much.
Ning Buyi hadn't streamed for two, three, four, or five days. When he logged into his account, his private messages were flooded again. Just now, a text message urging him to update had popped up. He then started streaming.
Within a minute, the live stream room was packed with people.
"Your Nai Ni Ai Bo is now live."
"I can't do it anymore, how did the streamer get into high society?"
"Good, good, good, he's gone from a bicycle to a BMW, and his background is all thanks to Old Qian."
...
Ning Buyi glanced at the comments and waved his hand, "I'm just doing this live stream temporarily. I'll be going back in a while."
He skillfully opened the game, logged into his account, and prepared to show off his skills. He started a ranked match and stood at attention. But something's not right. Why is he still standing in the same spot even after pressing the escape button?
Zhu Yanhe glanced at him and said, "That's a hard control; you can press it until it's worn out and it won't work."
"Oh, I get it!"
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The author says: God closes a door for you.
1. Open the door; that's how you use a door.
2. God wants to turn on the air conditioner.
3. This means you own a house. [doge emoji]
I feel like Jianjianbao is a 3, and Zhu Zong is a 1.
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