Don’t Talk To Me!

Jin Linkun should have thought that he could come back so fast, did not react in his hand, and wanted to hide under the pillow again.

Yu Sheng clutched his pajamas and looked at the box of dinosaur models half-covered by pillows.

"That's it." Jin Linkun coughed lightly, and the wits moved, "You see this green little Tyrannosaurus--"

Yu Sheng: "Not like it."

Jin Linkun: "..."

Yu Sheng lowered his head and reached out to touch the box of dinosaurs.

The packaging on the outside is a bit cheap, the plastic paper is rattling, but the models on the inside are exquisite, with all shapes and colors.

He was too old to be interested in toys, and he didn't really want much when he saw them in the supermarket.

Just because Jin Linkun didn't know why he was distracted, he picked it up and made him happy.

...

It was actually put in my heart.

Speaking of wanting, someone actually bought it for him.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on by Jin Linkun, who hadn't had time to warm it up. Jin Linkun was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he tried to pull the pajamas, took it from his hand, and stood up.

The teenager is thin, with clear bones on his shoulders and shoulders, and has not very obvious but beautiful and smooth muscle lines.

When Jin Linkun posted it, he could still see a slight palpitation in his shoulder.

As soon as the two were close, Jin Linkun could notice that Yu Sheng would be tight for a short time, but this was the first time he was not covered by clothes, and he clearly saw the shrinkage of his chest and shoulders.

Jin Linkun brought the man over, kissed his forehead, and helped him put the sleeves of his pajamas on.

He didn't usually have a good chance to help his boyfriend get dressed. Every time he was thrown mercilessly on the bed, wrapped the quilt around twice, and slapped the lamp directly to sleep.

But this time Yu Sheng didn't move, and even when he felt his strength, he slightly raised his arm.

Jin Linkun carefully put on his pajamas carefully, covering the chest with the gentle cloth on his shoulders, and down from the neckline, the buttons were carefully buttoned one by one.

Very inexperienced, one button will be locked for a long time.

Yu Sheng was also impatient, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and watching him quietly tangled with the button awkwardly.

Jin Linkun's hands were still a little cold, and he was afraid of icing him. It took a while for him to finally buckle up all the buttons.

"Boyfriend bought it." Jin Linkun touched his hair, his eyes slightly bent behind the lens, "I will buy it back next time."

Yu Sheng's throat knot moved slightly, and wanted to say something, and found that he didn't particularly want to talk.

Don't want to talk, just want to hold for a while.

Do not want anything, close your eyes and hug quietly for a while.

But Jin Linkun still had to flush hot water.

The wind and ice came back all the way through the bones, and the fingertips that the other party touched were still a little cool, maybe they would catch cold without hot water.

"Brother." Yu Sheng finally said, "Do you take a shower?"

Jin Linkun: "Ah?"

Two minutes later, Jin Linkun stood under the shower and watched Yu Sheng, who took off his clothes neatly and followed up in the bathroom. His mentality was still unavoidable. "I think that if we want to take off our clothes next time, we can actually do less Button a few buttons..."

Yu Sheng couldn't hold back, gently pulled the corner of his mouth, and closed the bathroom door with his backhand.

The boy had a neat figure, and the Yuba lights were dazzlingly brighter than the glance in the bedroom just now. His shoulder blades were clear and his waistline was narrow.

Jin Linkun unconsciously cleared his throat and wanted to speak. Yu Sheng had already pulled his arm under the hot water and reached his shoulder.

The force in the memory came up, Jin Linkun's chest lightly burned, and the thought suddenly faded away.

Yu Sheng hugged him in hot water.

Jin Linkun embraced his waist with one hand, circled the person in his arms, and gently patted his spine with one hand.

Their children are so good.

Obviously so good.

I took a bath for almost half an hour.

Jin Linkun wanted to coax Yu Sheng out for a while while changing the cold water for a while, but he didn't dare to put it into practice under the eyes of his boyfriend. He wiped the water and changed his clothes.

...

In fact, nothing special was done.

It was nothing more than to save time, the two huddled together and took a shower.

Because the space is a bit stretched, it is inevitable to bump a few times. The humid moist water was quietly mixed with the atmosphere of two people who was hard to detect and could not be ignored.

Jin Linkun was paralyzed on the sofa in the living room, drinking brown sugar and **** water from Yu Sheng, who came to drive away the cold, and slowly recovered his human form.

No matter when, the taste of **** syrup is dominant.

After finally pouring a whole bowl of **** soup boiled by Yu Sheng, Jin Linkun brushed his teeth again and rinsed his mouth several times before finally getting rid of the fear of being controlled by Jiang Jiang.

When entering the bedroom, Yu Sheng rarely studied.

Probably because the air conditioner was a little hot, Yu Sheng changed into a short-sleeved pajamas, pillowed on his left arm, back to the door, and sat at the table and fiddled with something.

Jin Linkun approached and found out that it was the green little Tyrannosaurus Rex model.

The box of dinosaurs was dismantled very carefully, and the rest were left inside without moving, so I took out the one and placed it under the lamp.

The earphones were plugged in the ears of the teenager, the pupil color was lightly reflected by the light, one hand was against the little dinosaur, and the fingertips pulled the tail and turned a small circle.

I accidentally knocked it over, and I got up again and pushed forward.

Jin Linkun couldn't help but watched for a while, and was about to quietly exit again to cool down for a while. He didn't pay attention to Yu Sheng's mobile phone placed at the table and hooked the headphone cord.

Yu Sheng regained his mind, and the little dinosaur did not rest on the table, and fell into the crack of the table with a sweep: "..."

Jin Linkun: "..."

An additional note was added to the memo “I found that the children were playing with the little dinosaurs and did not promptly make a sound.”

Jin Linkun was thrown on the bed with excellent elasticity, followed up and down by the mattress, and was simply too lazy to move. He finished typing a line and put down his phone.

He couldn't help but wonder, pillowed his arms, and asked Yu Sheng on his side: "If I just said aloud to remind you that I had come in, would the result be different?"

"..." Yu Sheng thought for a while, then picked up the phone and handed him back.

Jin Linkun was a little dazed: "It's finished."

"Not finished." Yu Sheng patted his shoulder. "Just add that one just now."

...

The precautions taken were too in place, Jin Linkun didn't catch a bit cold and didn't even hit a sneeze.

Instead, Yu Sheng slept until midnight, turning around several times.

Jin Linkun fell asleep, realizing he turned over, groping to turn on the light, and felt the forehead to try the temperature.

It's neither hot nor cold, and it feels right.

Yu Sheng finally couldn't bear to wait until he fell asleep. Unexpectedly, this person fell asleep and said that he woke up, let him kiss on the forehead, and raised his hand to push the person away: "I have a set of rolls, I didn't do it. You sleep with you."

"..." Jin Linkun listened to the thunder and lightning outside the window, and looked up at his boyfriend who said he would get out of bed, a little shocked: "Is such an important paper?"

"Important." Yu Sheng agreed, and rolled him back into the quilt. "Close your eyes and sleep."

Yu Sheng's technique is very neat, he rolled people into a Mexican chicken roll three or two times, turned off the bedside lamp, and turned on the desk work lamp in the past.

...

Jin Linkun feels that his boyfriend may be a bit over disciplined.

Yu Sheng flipped out a set of books from his schoolbag, raised his hand to dim the light, and heard the tossing and turning motion behind him: "Go to bed."

"Worried," Jin Linkun sighed softly. "My boyfriend loves studying too much and can't sleep."

He had just wanted to send a message to Liang Yifan to ask what to do, think about the row of people in the toilet at three in the morning, and felt that the summer camp students could not give too good advice.

I did exactly what I did, maybe it would make Yu Sheng's enthusiasm for learning more exciting, and I also decided to go to the bathroom to read books to improve efficiency.

Jin Linkun turned around with anxiety, and didn't wait for Sheng to beat him. Instead, he heard the children at the table sighing with old age and put down the pen and turned back.

The figure approached with the light behind him, pulled him over, groped for one of his hands, and bowed his head on his forehead.

The teenager’s chest and shoulders fell over his shoulders, his forehead rested on his neck: "Sleep for a while, brother, I have something to do."

Jin Linkun was startled.

Yu Sheng's tone was particularly serious, and the paper just now was obviously just a perfunctory excuse.

But he didn't seem to want to explain what was meant by "something" at all.

...Or maybe it's a family matter.

The weight on his shoulders was faintly familiar. Jin Linkun lay down for a while, finally struggling to get an arm out of Yu Sheng's baggage, and hugged him and patted him, "Yes, I just couldn't sleep.

Yu Sheng pursed his lips, sat on his shoulders for a while, sat up with his arms back, and returned to the desk.

He opened the phone and fiddled with it twice, and the gentle piano music came out.

Jin Linkun closed his eyes cooperatively, brewing sleepiness.

At first it was just to reassure Yu Sheng. Later, when I was lying down, I really felt a little sleepy, yawned unconsciously, and turned over and buried in a pillow.

In the dim sleep, he seemed to see their children carefully put down their pens and turned around several times. After confirming that he was not awake, he assuredly took the mobile phone to open the flashlight and fumbled for a long time in the cracks of the table.

...

On the second day of the Games, the leaders of the Third Middle School stood on the rostrum rostrum and lived up to expectations. From the history of building a school to the spirit of sports, they talked endlessly throughout the morning.

At noon, the sky finally turned from overcast to sunny, and the sun shook out the dark clouds.

Each class must be lined up for review, and the vast school uniform team looks exceptionally imposing. Jin Linkun tried to hide in the auditorium without being traced, and was recognized by the principal. In order to closely monitor the enemy's little cubs, he simply carried the person to the temporary broadcast point on the side of the podium.

The rostrum had a very good vision. Jin Linkun was lying on the railing, carefully distinguishing his children's class, and was preparing to remind the broadcaster that he must read a little more passionately, and turned back to the past half body suddenly.

Yu Sheng didn't know when he slept last night. This morning it was still earlier than he woke up. He wore a jacket tightly and didn't take off all morning.

At this time, we had to go to the queue. Yu Sheng stood in front of the team, and finally took off his jacket that dare to be hit by the zipper and be beaten.

The bright white sportswear is full of spirit, and the boy's class card is on the ground with his hand, and he is turning back to talk to their class teacher.

The little Tyrannosaurus rex hides in his pocket, two small short claws clawed at the edge, followed with awe-inspiring examination.

An unusually cute Q version of the cartoon was painted on the back of the clothes. The little dinosaur was hugged by the bear's tail, and he sat on the ground with an unstable center of gravity.

The author has something to say: Don’t be beaten Guide: You can’t pierce children to get up in the middle of the night to paint, and get rid of the little dinosaurs in the cracks of the table.