"My husband is so nice."

Staring at the young master's beautiful eyebrows, Yu Yuan's eyes were dark, like a vicious dog staring at its prey, with the tip of his tongue touching his upper jaw.

The sweetness spreads in the mouth, it is the taste of the young master.

This taste is like poppy. It makes him want to commit the following crimes.

The dark gray suit jacket dipped slightly, blocking the reaction under the suit pants.

Seeing the male protagonist's cold and white cheeks flushed with thin red, Jiang Chuyan reacted with hindsight, the male protagonist must be so humiliated now that he wants to kill him.

Jiang Chuyan rubbed his brows, his head not sober.

I was drunk today, and now the fever has not completely subsided, the whole person is in a daze, too lazy to think about the consequences.

Tomorrow's affairs are left to him tomorrow, and he must have a good night's sleep tonight.

"I'm going to bed." Jiang Chuyan yawned, tears dripping from his eyelashes.

Jiang Chuyan reached out and grabbed Yu Yuan's jaw, leaned over, and kissed Yu Yuan's profile lightly, "Husband, good night."

Feeling the warm touch on his cheeks, Yu Yuan suddenly stiffened into a sculpture, staring at the boy with dark eyes.

After the kiss, Jiang Chuyan only slowly realized that he had kissed the male protagonist.

It was because the male protagonist's blushing just now was so funny that he couldn't help but want to kiss him.

What's more, he will give his family a good night kiss when he is at home.

Jiang Chuyan's amber eyes glowed with sparkling anticipation, "Won't my husband give me a good night kiss?"

Seeing the young man taking the initiative to invite, Yu Yuan's reason was shaky, and finally collapsed into powder.

It was so close that he could smell the fragrance of the shower gel on the young master.

Yu Yuan's cold white cheeks flushed red. The heart was beating extremely fast, and the blood all over the body became throbbing. Noisy, and there was a numbness like an electric shock.

Under the calm sea, the dark waves are turbulent, and don't know when it will break out.

Yu Yuan leaned over and kissed the young man's cheek almost reverently, "Master, good night."

Thick tiredness struck, Jiang Chuyan lay in the quilt and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The moonlight shone on the boy's blushing face. When Jiang Chuyan closed his eyes and fell asleep, his usual arrogant and arrogant momentum disappeared, becoming warm and well-behaved, and he looked very endearing.

No matter what the young master looks like, Yu Yuan likes it very much.

The young master is gentle and well-behaved, he thinks it is cute, and the young master is coquettish and willful, he thinks it is flirtatious. Even if the young master was making trouble unreasonably, Yu Yuan couldn't help but like it, as if he was possessed.

Yu Yuan's fingertips hovered above the boy's cheeks in mid-air, passing over the boy's eyebrows.

What happened just now, gently teasing him like a feather, made him feel numb.

The midsummer night wind blows through the curtains.

Favorite emotions take root and sprout in the heart, blooming warm flowers.

Yu Yuan stared at the youth's moist lips, and suddenly recalled the past.

As a child, he saved money to buy a birthday present for his mother.

At that time, he was only six or seven years old. He picked up plastic bottles every day to make money, and saved more than three months of money. On mom's birthday, give mom a cashmere scarf as a birthday present.

After his mother received the birthday present, she touched his head with relief, and praised him tenderly for his growth.

Coincidentally, his birthday is on the same day as his mother's.

There was an implicit expectation in his heart that his mother should never forget his birthday.

No one gave him a birthday since he was a child. He envied other children wearing birthday hats, lighting birthday candles, and eating delicious birthday cakes.

He asked his mother expectantly, "Mom, may I have a birthday present?"

My mother smiled softly and said, "Of course there is. Of course, my mother has prepared a gift for you. You can open the box and see. The gift is in the box."

Xiao Yuyuan opened the dusty plastic box, wiped the dust off the plastic box with his eyes cherishingly, and carefully untied the ribbon outside the gift box.

Action is very precious.

Because this is the first birthday present he received, it should be well preserved.

Xiao Yuyuan looked at the inside of the gift box expectantly, and was caught off guard to find that there was a dead rabbit inside.

The rabbit with the disembodied belly lay in the gift box, the gift box was stained red with blood, like a grotesque painting.

Mom smiled softly, pointing at the blood-soaked rabbit, with undisguised malice in her pupils, and said softly, "Baby, this is a birthday present from your mother, do you like it?"

There was a needle-like pain all over his body, and Xiao Yuyuan screamed and threw away the gift box.

The anticipation in his heart was poured into a basin of cold water, and Xiao Yuyuan was like falling into an ice cave, unable to control his convulsions and trembling.

Later, Xiao Yuyuan found a place to bury the dead rabbit.

Since then, he has never dared to expect any emotion. Every time there is anticipation, will reflexively think back to the bloody rabbit with the disembodied belly.

Yu Yuan regained his senses and looked at the boy on the bed.

The bloody rabbit appeared in a conditioned reflex in front of him, Yu Yuan's face turned pale, and there was a tingling sensation from needle sticks on his skin.

A strong sense of unease struck, Yu Yuan seemed to be stepping on the tightrope of a ten-thousand-zhang cliff. As long as he took one wrong step, he would fall off the cliff and fall to pieces again.

Will the young master hate him in the future, will he abandon him?

Yu Yuan's eyes flashed scarlet, his eyes almost greedily traced the boy's eyebrows, wishing to carve people into his blood.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and each stroke is just right on his heart.

Yu Yuan is not a kind person.

When you fall in love with someone, you will hold them tightly in the palm of your hand and never let go.

Even if the young master hates him, he will not let go.

When walked into the shower room, saw a white shirt on the hanger, which the young master wore during the day.

After a long time, Yu Yuan walked towards the clothes hanger.

He carefully took the shirt into his hands.

The cold moonlight shone in the room.