Yan Yang of the Zerg

It was raining in the night that was about to face the winter, and Yan Yang, who was holding Ye Wangui, slept particularly peacefully. Perhaps this is what his ideal life looks like. Lying in the quilt in the cool wind and rain atmosphere, it feels as comfortable as the whole His waist was going to soften, so he rarely got up late the next day.

I don’t know how early Ye Wangui bought the kitchenware. The male went downstairs and sat at the dining table to pick up the freshly made sandwiches. Only then did he discover that the fried eggs inside were actually heart-shaped, but the temperature of the eggs was well controlled. Well, the cooked one is just the right kind, golden and soft, which makes people appetite. This breakfast has been a lot of work, and Yan Yang said that he is still very satisfied. He was eating while watching Ye Wangui, who was wearing an apron cleaning the kitchen, and this person turned back to his perfect lover, as if the person who lost his temper last night was his illusion, but how does he feel? Is the female last night more real?

Speaking of it, I have never seen Ye Wangui lose his temper for so long, but who would really lose his temper? Last night, the male worm only saw it, but the slightest anger was too much. It was short and too restrained, Yan Yang only had time to detect it, but couldn't know the reason for the other party's anger.

However, isn’t this good? This is the ideal way of getting along. It’s just that if the two of you have been respecting each other as guests, I’m afraid that each other’s hearts will stop moving forward. Yan Yang suddenly became a little annoyed, but again Thinking about whether you are shaking M? Still thinking of his partner getting angry with him.

Yan Yang shook his head and didn't want to think about these. Jing Xiuzhifeng's submission time for the competition is coming. He still thinks about the theme and finds good materials. Today, he decided to take his small drawing board and go to the suburbs to sketch and learn from Darwin. Little creatures or something.

After breakfast, the two exchanged a kiss that was not too lingering when they were separated. The male declined Ye Wangui’s company. After all, Yan Yang still didn’t want anyone to disturb him when he was working, although the female was now his. companion.

But today’s Yan Yang is destined to be a little unlucky. He just got on a suspended train heading to the suburbs and it rained heavily. He curled up on his seat holding the drawing board, thinking that the land after the rain seemed to be more vibrant. I don’t know if I can meet some little snails. This is a good material, but if it is still raining when he arrives at the station, it goes without saying that he will be embarrassed by the rain, and the sketch paper on his drawing board is unnecessary. .

The male leaned his head sideways in front of the window, looking at the ripples on the glass, praying.

A faint "click" pulled him back from his thoughts, Yan Yang turned his head and met the female standing not far away. Since there were not many people going to the suburbs, the whole train was only left with the driver. The two passengers, Yan Yang and the female, obviously had so many positions, but the other one had to choose to stand, knowing that the road in the suburbs is not close. The female was wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses with a color close to transparent, facing him, and the click of the photo came from the star network device on his wrist.

A burst of anger rose in Yan Yang's heart. If he hadn't known that the glasses now have a shooting function, Aaron had also issued a hard policy not to turn off the sound of the camera in order to prevent sneak shots, and there was really no way to detect the female's movements.

He put down the drawing board and walked to the female worm, and said, "Please delete the photo."

The corner of the female's mouth was slightly raised, very disapproving, he took off his glasses, and this completely revealed his true face.

This is a face with three-dimensional and deep facial features. Compared with Xing Boshu and Ye Wangui, he has a foreign style, with dark green pupils under his narrow eyelashes, except for the superior nose bridge. , The female lip shape is also very attractive, the lip is slightly raised, as if begging for a kiss.

But in front of the angry Yan Yang, the most beautiful people are Chinese cabbage on the street, and he repeats in a loud voice: "Please delete my photos."

The male's reaction didn't seem to be what he expected. The female frowned and said, "I'm Agaji."

What the hell, there is still someone with a surname these days, but it’s something about him. He didn’t let him introduce himself. Yan Yang started to be a little irritated, "Mr. I don’t agree with you to take my photos. Delete, otherwise, I will sue you for personal portrait rights."

Upon hearing this, the female froze, her eyes seemed to be a little bit unbelievable, but she quickly returned to normal, and then she smiled: "Sorry, you are too charming by leaning against the window to enjoy the rain. If you are willing, Please accept this photo." After that, he tapped a few times on the virtual screen, and the photo he had just taken was transmitted to Yan Yang's star network. Immediately, he deleted the film in front of the male.

Yan Yang glanced at the photo sent by Agayi, damn, the male above was leaning against the window with his head sideways, his eyes seemed to be looking at the drops of water that were constantly in front of him, but he seemed to want to look through the layers of ripples. To the distance, the slightly frowned brow gave birth to a sorrow, so that he was accidentally narcissistic.

Cough, the camera technology is good, forgive you, the male slightly raised his head and cast a glance at Aga Yi, then turned and sat back in his position.

"It doesn't seem to be a good idea to sketch from life in such weather." Yan Yang didn't even sit hot, and the voice of a female worm came from his ear, but he turned his head to see that Agayi was already familiar with himself. Going to my left side, I had already expected what was going on, so I said, "I'm sorry, I already have a female." The implication is to stay away from me. This is too old-fashioned.

Agayi clenched his fist secretly. It is not surprising that the male has a pursuer, but Yan Yang's tone obviously has accepted the pursuit of the female. He resisted the anger in his heart and continued as if he didn't care: "I know There is a good place to keep out the rain without worrying about your drawing paper getting wet."

Is there such a good place? Yan Yang looked at the female in front of him suspiciously. The other's eyes were looking at him. The dark green eyes seemed to carry a magnetic force, and they were continuously transmitting the sincerity from the owner. But who is Yan Yang? The steel man of the 21st century, the straight man who does not bend anywhere except sexuality, can always find the most weird attention in one thing, the magic male who thinks about such a good thing, I think You just want to force an awkward chat with me. So ignoring Agayi's words, when the car arrived at the station, he put the drawing board on his head and rushed into the rain, gradually disappearing before the eyes of the female. . .

The Agayi behind the male slapped angrily at the handrail in the car, making a loud "Duang" noise. . .

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