Yellow plums are sweeter than green plums

Thinking that he was thirsty, Duan Qiuming poured a small glass of water, sat by the bed and handed it to him.The weight made the bed shake slightly, and he looked at the boy with angry eyes.Duan Qiuming could only sigh, and put the cup directly to his lips.

He tilted his head, obviously in a refusal attitude, "I don't want to drink, you answer my question first."

"Well, the quilt and pillow are clean, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"That's not the problem. I'm alone—I can't sleep well alone."

Thinking of the soft snoring sound of his dream getting better when he brought him in, and looking at the serious face in front of him, Duan Qiuming was too lazy to argue with him, stretched out his hand to ruffle the boy's soft black hair, and put the cup in his hand on it. On the bedside table, leaning against the boy's shoulders, he pushed him back to the lying down position suitable for sleeping just now, said good night, got up and walked towards the door.

Seeing that he was going to leave again, the young man quit immediately, and then jumped up from the quilt like a carp on a chopping board, reached out and grabbed Duan Qiuming's pajamas corner, the cotton clothes were in his hands Clenched into a wrinkled ball, staring at Duan Qiuming's exposed waistline, his eyes turned red.The poor man could only back away, staring at his restless hand thoughtfully.

"I really can't sleep well."

"Ah."

"It's too bright outside, it makes me uncomfortable."

"Huh? Do you want me to pull the curtains for you?"

"No...I want to sleep with you."

The following words sound as thin as a gnat, but they are enough to give Duan Qiuming a headache.

Fearing that he knew that his request was a bit abrupt, the boy hesitated and threw out his trump card.

"You can't treat me like this, I'm...I'm your favorite little boy!"

Duan Qiuming suppressed a smile. In this child's mind, what does Xiao Tian'er mean to him?His thoughts are too simple and straightforward, he is afraid that he has already considered that person whom he has never met as Duan Qiuming's dead wife.In the end, it was Duan Qiuming who compromised, and he had to go to class tomorrow. Instead of entangled with this little guy, he might as well do what he wanted, anyway, it doesn't matter.

Now that you agree, don't waste any more time, Duan Qiuming stretched out his arms, and fished the person and the quilt to the next door.

After checking that the humidifier was plugged in, Duan Qiuming went to bed in the dark.The bed in the master bedroom is very large, even if there are two men, it will not look crowded, and the outside of the bed is adjusted to the usual posture for sleeping. The guy who doesn't know anything has been brought back from thousands of miles away, and it's not counting just to bring him back. Now the man is wrapped in a small quilt and sleeping behind him.You must know that you have always been cautious in dealing with things, this is really not like something you can do, or it is really a momentary obsession, and you can't refuse his request just by smelling the sweet fragrance on his body.

Could it be that this refined gadget really has some magical powers, anyway, it looks so harmless, so let's follow him.

Even if the back of his head is facing the other party, he can clearly outline the immature appearance in his mind, no matter how he looks like a minor, even so, Duan Qiuming still feels hot for some reason, which makes him a little inexplicable as a teacher embarrassment.

Adjusting his breathing to let himself relax, Duan Qiuming quickly fell asleep from the exhaustion of the journey.I don't know if it was because he was still surrounded by the faint smell before going to sleep, but he slept very well this time.When he woke up according to the usual biological clock, he felt a little heavy in his chest, and when he tilted his head slightly, what came into view was the side face of the young man tightly pressed against his body.

Alarm bells sounded in my mind for a moment, and I saw the small quilt that had been kicked far away a long time ago, huddled up at the foot of the bed.

The postures of the two of them at this moment were a little awkward. The teenager who hadn't woken up didn't know what he had dreamed of, and one hand was still tightly wrapped around Duan Qiuming's waist. Teacher Duan, who was in a daze, realized that his hand was still on Duan Qiuming's waist. On the young man's shoulders, he pulled back belatedly, blushing and staring at the scene in front of him, frowning unnaturally, but his heart was not as calm as it looked on the face.

It's unbelievable, is his sleeping quality so bad?Could it be... so naturally he hugged her?

I don't know if the boy threw his quilt while he was asleep to squeeze in the quilt with him, or he got in instinctively because he felt cold after kicking off the quilt, or he just dragged him here in a daze, and fell asleep. And who knows after that?After calming down a little, he realized that a large piece of his leg was also being crushed under the quilt. After pulling away for a while, he immediately had an even more embarrassing discovery.

The legs of the two people were already overlapped, and with such a movement, something happened to the place where the boy's knee rubbed.

Teacher Duan, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, was amazed at this moment that he had such a beastly reaction. He was already sensitive in the morning, so he could only attribute this degree of inability to withstand provocation to physiological factors.Carefully opening the young man's hand, he couldn't help but take a few more glances, only to find that the young man's face soaked in the morning light was really pretty, his whole face was sunk in the goose feather pillow, and he looked so well-behaved that it was hard to hold back.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that my state is more dangerous, so I can only get out of bed with a sigh, tuck in the quilt, and go to the bathroom to solve it by myself.