Ji Xiaoyu went into the bathroom angrily, soaked the towel with hot water after washing his face, returned to the bedroom, took off his glasses for Cheng Yutang, wiped his face and then wiped his hands.

At work in a small restaurant, he heard Wu Yaoqiang say that drinking milk can hangover, so he ran to the kitchen to find a box of pure milk, heated it in a microwave oven and brought it back to the bedroom. Fearing that Cheng Yutang could not hold the cup and spill the milk on the bed, she handed it to his mouth to feed him.

In the end, he squatted down and took off his shoes for Cheng Yutang. He muttered, "Cheng, I am not only a bodyguard and a driver today, but I also did more work as a nanny. You have to give me money. ."

Mr. Cheng seemed to be satisfied with being served, and nodded with a smile: "Well, baby."

"...It's a nanny, not a baby!" Ji Xiaoyu blushed and corrected.

Cheng Yutang repeated stubbornly: "Baby."

Forget it, care about something with a drunk, just call it whatever he wants. Ji Xiaoyu was speechless, and instead gave him one by one to unbutton his coat, involuntarily remembering the situation that someone put on his coat after kissing him that day, and then buttoned them one by one. .

After the explanation, he said: "Raise your arms."

Cheng and Tang Ting cooperated and spread their arms flat.

Ji Xiaoyu helped him take off his coat, followed by a dark gray V-neck sweater, and then a snow-white shirt—let's keep this.

The upper body is processed, and it's the lower body's turn.

Ji Xiaoyu first calmed down his somewhat shaky heartbeat, and then put his hand on Cheng Yutang's belt buckle with a serious face. When he was about to open it, his hand was wrapped in a pair of well-knotted palms, and the top of his head was covered. Someone’s question came: "Baby, what are you doing taking off my pants?"

Ji Xiaoyu's face burned all of a sudden, and she denied: "Why don't I have it!"

Thinking about it, I did want to take off his pants, but not to do anything, just to make this guy sleep more comfortable, so he changed his mouth confidently: "Take off your pants and go to bed."

"Okay, take off your pants and go to sleep." Cheng Yutang unwrapped his belt quickly and took off his trousers, revealing a pair of muscular, powerful and beautiful long legs, seen from the outline wrapped in tight black underwear. It is a powerful male symbol.

Before Ji Xiaoyu had time to envy, he immediately found that someone's fingers had been put on the sides of his underwear. When he seemed to be planning to take it off and completely liberate it, he hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Don't take it off again! That's it! NS!"

Cheng Yutang frowned beautiful brows: "How can I sleep without taking off?"

"Sleep without taking off!" Ji Xiaoyu's face is red, "If you take off, I will, I will leave immediately, regardless of you!"

Although he would sleep naked as long as conditions permit, if Cheng and Tang were to take off the light in front of him, that would be fine. The last time I took a look, I almost changed my shape. This time I don't want to test my self-control.

Cheng Yutang's expression was both unhappy and unwilling. After a moment of stalemate, he compromised and took his hand from the edge of his underwear.

"That's good." Ji Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then ordered: "Now lie down on the bed and cover the quilt."

Cheng Yutang didn't object this time, and went to bed happily and lay down under the quilt, but gave up half of the bed and looked at him eagerly.

Ji Xiaoyu's little heart jumped twice again, and said patiently: "You sleep by yourself, good night."

Just about to turn around and leave, the man who had been unsteady on the road before suddenly lifted the quilt and jumped up, like an eagle catching a chicken, and accurately detained him in his arms, and said without any doubt: " sleep together."

Ji Xiaoyu's face was hot and her head hurt. He couldn't help but cursed: "Why do you sleep together! You need someone to accompany you when you are a lot of age? Are you ashamed of Uncle Cheng?"

He suddenly remembered what Roland Lan called Cheng Yutang, so he just said it and laughed at someone.

Cheng Yutang seemed to be irritated by the word "uncle", grabbed his earlobe in one bite, and bit his anger in general.

Ji Xiaoyu couldn't laugh anymore, she took a breath, her ears were a little painful, and traces of electricity burst from there, spreading to her whole body in an instant. Then a sway, he was pinched by Cheng Yutang and pressed down on the bed, and then pressed tightly under him, a pair of big hands wandering freely between his waist and abdomen, so powerful that he could not wait to rub him down. Come on.

Ji Xiaoyu smelled the alcohol on his body, felt the roughness of his fingertips and the heat of his palms on his waist, which seemed to burn people, suddenly his whole body became soft, and his brain became a ball like drunk, and his heart rose with it. A swell of heat, uncontrollably lifted his waist and abdomen, and rubbed his firm thigh.

Then, he felt something moved at the base of his leg. At first he thought it was someone, his face was almost spontaneously hot. After a few seconds of reacting to what it was, he almost sweated again, and quickly reached into his trouser pocket and took out the little white egg sandwiched between the thighs of the two of them.

What a shame to do such a thing with his father in front of the baby!

Oh, I'm sorry, Dad!

If someone accidentally squeezed the little white egg, how could he still have the face to live in this world!

Ji Xiaoyu was embarrassed, and was doing self-examination deeply. Fortunately, he is still a big monster, so why can't he control himself? The self-control is really bad!

No, he can't be blamed entirely on him, if you want to blame it, you have to blame the ridiculous baby | lewd father! I was so good just now, but he was taken astray by him!

Hey, after talking for a long time, why has someone been motionless? Why didn't you complain when you watched yourself take out the little white egg?

Putting the little white egg by the pillow and looking up, Cheng Yutang closed his eyes, put his head on his neck, breathing deeply and evenly, already asleep, and clinging to his waist with both hands.

Ji Xiaoyu couldn't laugh or cry instantly.

At this moment, he heard the ticking sound of receiving messages from his mobile phone in the cotton jacket that he had just thrown beside the bed.

Who will it be so late? He stretched his arms to reach for the cotton-padded clothes, and took out his phone to look at it. It turned out to be a sentence from Liang Shaogang: "Xiao Yu, Happy New Year, everything goes well."

Look at the time again, January 1, 2019, 00:00:01.

It turns out that the new year has arrived.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not fully closed, and you could see fireworks flying into the sky in the distance, bursting out colorful flowers in the black sky.

The monsters on Xiaoqingshan have a long life, and they have no idea about the passage of time between the old and the new. At this time in previous years, everyone slept in their respective dens. Who cares about the New Year or the New Year celebration or celebration.

Seeing this blessing message, Ji Xiaoyu felt fresh and moved, so he edited the message word by word and replied: "Thank you Brother Liang, I also wish you a happy new year and a long life."

Putting down the phone, feeling the steady and gentle heartbeat of the man on his body, and his warm nose sprayed on his neck, Ji Xiaoyu feels sweet and warm in his heart again, and the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time in his heart are like a baby chicken full-term If you want to break out of the shell, you can't stop it.

He unconsciously held his breath, pecked someone's face quickly like a thief, and whispered, "His father, happy new year!"

His father didn't wake up, but just unconsciously hugged him tighter in his sleep.

His chest is very broad and his arms are very warm.

Ji Xiaoyu was entangled in his heart. After doing a long psychological struggle to get people back to the dormitory, he finally got sleepy and yawned.

Forget it, that's it, it's too late, I don't want to move. He is so sleepy now, maybe he drove the car into the ditch. Anyway, his father was so drunk that he was not awake, and there was no threat to him. It didn't matter to sleep together like this, the big deal would be to leave before the man wakes up tomorrow morning.

After convincing himself, he leaned a little, turned his back to Cheng Yutang and nestled into his arms, and then explained to Xiaobaidan in a vague way: "Er, Dad is tired and sleepy, and can't walk. It’s not that we slept here deliberately not to go back. You see we just lie together and did nothing else."

Unexpectedly, the little white egg flashed, and after three seconds, it flashed a second time.

Ji Xiaoyu was overjoyed, "Er, did you agree? It's a good boy, or you love Dad the most!"

He gave a big kiss on the eggshell, then carefully placed the little white egg under his belly, resting one of his father's arms, and fell asleep contentedly.

...

The next morning, Cheng Yutang opened his eyes to the sound of birdsong outside the window, subconsciously tightened his arms, but hugged him.

He froze for a while and lifted the quilt, disappointed to find that he was the only one on the bed.

What's the matter, my arms seemed to be full last night, as if I slept with the little things all night, isn't it true, just a dream of myself?

With some disappointment, he squeezed his aching forehead after the hangover, and remembered something after his head became clearer.

Last night he took his little bodyguard to attend the class reunion. The atmosphere of the party was not very good. He was tired of his classmates joking about himself and Han Qing, and did not like those utilitarian greetings and reminiscences. Not to mention Ji Xiaoyu, the disgust was clearly written on his face. In order to leave early, he drank three glasses of strong alcohol. After successfully getting out, he was drunk when he came out, and the little thing drove him back.

Later, Yutang couldn't remember what happened. It seemed that after the little thing sent him home, he ran away.

Alas, it was a drinking accident. Last night was New Year's Eve. It was a pity that such a good time was wasted.

After lying down for a while, he put on the glasses on the bedside table and planned to get up to wash, only then did he notice a few details that he hadn't seen clearly and ignored.

First, I only have a shirt and **** left on my body. The sweaters are neatly stacked on the bedside table, and the coats are hung on the coat rack. There is also a glass of milk on the bedside table. Such a delicate work. It shouldn't be done by himself when he was so drunk last night, who did it?

Secondly, he only occupies half of the bed, and the other half shows signs of shallow sinking. Following the outline, he can roughly outline a human figure that is a circle smaller than himself. Who will it be?

Third, there are a few strands of hair scattered on the pillow, two of which are darker and thicker at first glance, they belong to you, and there are two thin, soft, dark chestnut hairs. Who dropped them?

The smile on Cheng Yutang's lips gradually expanded, his head no longer hurts, his eyes no longer dazzled, and his heart was no longer depressed, but he felt refreshed and full of vitality.

He got out of bed and walked barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling windows, brushing the curtains and pulling them away, and the bright sun of the New Year poured in unobstructed, just like his mood at the moment.

Life is so good, he couldn't help humming "Little Chicken Run".