Even if Xiawan's strength is small, it is okay.

The desk gradually shook, making a slight squeak, faster and faster.

In the moment of Xiawan's toes. In the moment, Huo Yu hugged him.

The curtains of Huo Yu's bedroom are dark, with white window screens to cover the light outside.

Xia Wan can't distinguish time in such light.

He opened his eyes in a slamming, and then sank again.

Xia Wan's back was pressed, his forehead was against the other's chest, and his hair was against the other's chin, as if the whole person was nailed to the other party's arms.

He drew a painting in his mind, and the person who hugged himself tightly in this posture showed his strong possessiveness everywhere.

But inexplicably, Xia Wan was not cramped or suppressed, but only felt the extreme warmth and security.

He leaned forward with satisfaction and put his lips on the scar of Huo Yu's chest.

In the dark light, the scar was not very obvious, and the magpie was slightly rough on the lips.

"Wake up?" Huo Yu's low voice came from the top of his head, and his hand behind Xia Wan's head slowly squeezed his neck very lightly.

"Um." Xia Wan responded lazily, surrounded Huo Yu's waist, and buried the whole person in his arms.

Huo Yu laughed lightly, then turned over, and re -held the summer cage again. He bowed his head to find his lips.

This kiss is very gentle, almost lips against the lips, only occasionally sucking. Kiss.

"Master, is it comfortable?" Xia Wan bent his eyes, and then raised his chin, trying to bite Huo Yu's lips.

Huo Yu didn't speak, and just looked up slightly to avoid his kiss.

Xia Wan was not convinced, and he caught up again. Huo Yu looked at him, and the flesh and bones were hiding again.

"Huh!" Xia Wan was asking, and he raised his hand to Huo Yu's chest. He got up and left, and Huo Yu held his wrist into his arms.

"Comfortable." Huo Yu said.

"Then you don't answer just now?" Xia Wan was angry.

"If the answer is too early," Huo Yu laughed. "Don't you see that you look so cute now?"

Both of them have tasted the taste of fireworks for the first time.

As he was making trouble, Huo Yu's call suddenly shook on the ground.

In the Xia Wan, when the two were excited last night. When the affection was strong, Huo Yu seemed to sweep the call that had been shaking to the bed.

"Go to answer the phone." He pushed Huo Yu away, lying on the edge of the bed, panting and laughed. "Maybe today, maybe something is right."

Huo Yu finally let go of him kindly. He stepped on the carpet barefoot, pulled his pajamas on his body, and knotted it slowly on his waist before he bent over and picked up his phone.

The silk pajamas perfectly outlined his excellent figure. Xia Wan was able to imagine the direction of every muscle on him, and he could remember the feeling of his fingers on it.

He didn't feel swallowed, secretly rubbing his fingertips with the temperature of Huo Yu's body temperature.

Huo Yu's answer was not the same as what he just looked like. He was very stable, his eyebrows were hanging, and his mouth was straight.

"It's okay." He said, "It's late."

Xia Wan listened to his answer, and couldn't help but pump the corner of his mouth. After a moment of quiet, he heard him say, "Let him send him home."

"Is there something wrong with the company?" Huo Yu hung up the phone. Xia Wan had already put on pajamas and was sitting beside the bed and watching him quietly.

Soon after Huo's just retracted, it was the busiest time that it would take a few days to make a few days before stealing for a day.

"I won't go today." Huo Yu said, watching Xia Wan's slightly open pajamas neckline, "accompany you at home."

"But I still have to go to class." Xia Wan immediately said without conscience.

"I asked Su Tang to help you ask for leave." Huo Yu said, bowing his head and began to hit the screen.

Xia Wan looked at him seriously and didn't feel a little funny.

He held his cheeks and couldn't help but make people say: "Master, do you have to take leave every time in the future?"

He also said, "If you come once a day, don't you need to go to work?"

Huo Yu glanced at him with his eyes, his expression was serious.

But in Xiawan's smile, he quickly raised his mouth.

Although he didn't need to go to the company, Huo Yu's work was still dense.

With breakfast, Huo Yu went to the third floor to deal with a few urgent matters, and Xia Wan took the opportunity to return to his room to open the live broadcast platform.

After the promotion season, the studio was in unprecedented busy, and Xia Wan had not arranged live broadcast for a while.

Because there are special after -sales entrances, most of his background messages are still fans who "miss you" and "when to broadcast live".

Xia Wan looked at it for a moment, and when the window was about to close, an unexpected message popped up in his eyes.

[Xiao Yueyue: Brother, are you the newly popular painter "W" recently? .

Xia Wan’s eaten account is "W. Hungry, Fan", which is specially used for painting, "Little W", and in the same way, he only signed it to every painting of the gallery bridge. A lowercase "W".

On the account of "Little W", he never concealed the fact that he was the painter "W".

Before, some buyers went to his account to leave a message or private message, hoping to avoid the gallery bridge and his private transactions.

However, it was rejected by Xia Wan euphemistically.

When I saw this message, Xia Wan froze slightly, thinking that he accidentally cut the wrong account.

But then he realized that other messages other than that was actually normal.

This message is very hot. There are very high buildings below. Many people have issued the same question. Some people ask who "Painting Way" and asking for a way, and some people have not yet confirmed it. The rainbow fart has been blown.