Chapter 8： Little fool and the middle-aged version of Long Aotian 8 (2/2)

The young man’s popularity comes quickly and disappears quickly. After all, the little idiot is much more likable than his brother. Don’t worry that the other party will throw the woman who is tired of playing with him, and then falsely say that he is pregnant with his kind in his stomach, so that he can't argue.

In this contrast, when he got out of the bathroom, he sat on the bed next to the little fool again, his face was not bad, and he waved to him enthusiastically: "You come to my bed to sleep, and we come to chat at night. Talk about your parents." The handsome young man coaxed and patted most of the bed he had specially vacated, with a smile on his face, just like an active pimp.

Why is this guy suddenly overflowing with brother's love? Do you want to pull him in and beat him up? Yin Minglu glanced at him vigilantly, and walked over dubiously.

Before the person walked in, he was pulled over by a strong arm of the boy and circled into the bed. Yin Minglu broke free a few times, unable to resist, so he had to lie down obediently.

The Luo family’s bed was small and the quilt was small, the mosquitoes and flies were too rampant at night, the wooden boards underneath were hard, and the two young masters with delicate skin and tender flesh had a real experience of what Princess Pea feels like, and it was hard to sleep every day. Coupled with Yuan Feng's tall stature, it is still a bit reluctant for the two to sleep on the same bed.

Yin Minglu thought for a while, for his own comfort, he took the initiative to adjust his posture and crawled into the opponent's arms.

The young master was shocked, "Why are your feet so cold?"

"Well, my jio is so cold." The child curled up, shook his cold feet, and obediently agreed.

So before going to bed, the two of them held up a pot of hot water like an old woman before going to bed. They complained in one word that there were so many mosquitoes, so they soaked their feet and got up late the next day, but the relationship between the two was rather A lot more intimate.

Before coming here, Yuanfeng didn't care about everything in the country. He didn't expect that the days would be too bitter, and he couldn't eat well and sleep well, it was simply miserable. At this time, he was more able to realize the benefits of his companions. He would definitely not be able to stand it alone. One more idiot would give some comfort. The two people complained to each other, and the days were barely able to survive.

However, it was impossible to expect this young master to work hard and not to be lazy. The next day he encouraged the little fool to sleep together until the sun was lazy, and went on strike to show the director team.

The good name is that the third city friend hasn't come yet, so why are they embarrassed to do all the work and don't leave some for the other party. Subtext: We did everything, what did that guy do? Enjoy the blessing as soon as you come? Beautiful to him!

In the name of taking care of the sick little idiot, he deliberately stayed in bed and couldn't get off, and even wanted to get sick. Every night, he encouraged the little idiot to take more hot baths and leave the cold baths to him.

Yin Minglu:...

It's a pity that things went counterproductive. The eldest master was strong and he didn't get sick after taking a few days of cold water bath, but the other party was alive and kicking, and he had to open his eyes and say that he was sick. The directors also couldn't help him, so he came straight away. The overseer girl gritted her teeth with anger.

But let her ridicule and refute in a clear, well-founded, well-arranged manner, the eldest master is just like "not listening, not listening, chanting the scriptures of the eighth king", and no one can do anything about this kind of rogue behavior.

When the third city boy Xia Ming arrived, he saw this scene.

He opened the wooden door with a creak, and the cold wind from outside followed in, and the two silkworm bags on the bed trembled.

A brown head appeared in the small silkworm bag. The man looked younger, stretched out a lotus root-like arm and rubbed his eyes. He looked fascinated, but stared at him curiously. .

But the big one turned over impatiently. The birds were not birds. He buried his head in the pillow, and said, "Who, come in when you want to come in. Shut the door quickly. I don’t know this. Is the place so cold?"

Seeing the two young people lying on the bed, as if they were faint and not knowing where tonight, Xia Ming picked the corner of his eyes, did not say anything, just silently closed the door and packed his luggage.

Where the photographer hadn't noticed, there was an imperceptible smile and nostalgia in his eyes.

It's still the same as in the previous life, both of them greeted him in bed. At first, he was cold and indifferent to him. After all, he came three days late in his life as before, and the two of them had faintly grouped together. Only that child would greet him with innocence and curiosity, but it was a pity that he didn't cherish this kindness in his previous life, leaving a lifetime of regret. And Yuan Feng, who was indifferent to him at the beginning, will become his lifelong best friend after just a few months of getting along.

He thought these things would have been forgotten long ago, and started again, but found that all these memories are so vivid. He remembers the expressions and tone of the two companions clearly, including his first love in the last life. , Luo Qiaoling.

No, she hasn't changed her name yet, she should still be called Luo Cuihua now.