Yan Suang happily carried Xiaobai back to his residence. Once upon a time, home was just a house for him, but from today on, his home can be described as home, not just a house.

He suddenly thought that if the reporter had photographed his cohabitation with Xiaobai, they would have described his family as a love nest.

Love nest, love nest...

He felt that the paparazzi were not so useless, at least in terms of wording and sentence use, there was still quite uniqueness.

The car slowly drove into the garage.

Xiaobai looked at the two-story garage that was more than three times larger than his house.

In addition to the Land Rover who went to the orphanage last time, there was also an RV and a black Rolls-Royce parked.

Yan Suang explained: "The RV is driven when filming, and Rolls-Royce usually goes to solemn occasions such as awards ceremony." In fact, his favorite is Lamborghini.

Xiaobai said: "But you have to pay a lot of fees every year, right?"

Since Jia Zhiqing learned to drive and equipped with a special car by Imat, his mind has been focusing on fuel expenses and insurance. Although the money can be reimbursed, the number of two or three zeros on it still makes him feel scared.

Yan Suang was stunned for a moment, "Uh, the company will bear part of it." He looked at Xiaobai's face carefully, "If you don't like it, I can sell part of it." Well, as a last resort, I had to sacrifice Land Rover. Who made it do the least and sleep the most on weekdays?

Xiaobai was slightly surprised, "Why?"

Yan Suang took the opportunity to confess and said, "Because you are the most important in my mind."

Xiaobai said: "But this is your lifestyle, you don't have to change it because of me." He was frugal to save money to buy a pork shop, but Yan Su'ang should not have any intention of the pork shop.

This is his novice.

He always inadvertently reveals his open-mindedness and understanding.

Yan Suang was extremely glad that he took the initiative and tied him to his side without letting others peek at him.

Xiaobai got off the car and was about to get his luggage, but Yan Suang's big hand grabbed it and picked it up.

"Actually, I can just take it myself." Xiaobai felt a little disgusted.

Yan Suang sighed and touched his hair, "Xiaobai, you have to start learning to be polite to me."

...

Xiaobai blinked in confusion. Isn’t politeness a kind of politeness? Why not be polite?

Yan Suang thought about it and found a reason that he was more easily accepted and said, "Because we will meet each other day and night in the future. If you have been so polite, you will be too disgusting."

Xiaobai suddenly said, "What do you mean is that you want me to treat you like Jia Zhiqing?"

...

Yan Suang secretly slanted Jia Zhiqing twice in his mind before smiling: "No, at least one level higher than him."

Yan Suang lives in a leap-floor apartment with six bedrooms and three living rooms.

So what he is most worried about now is how to completely ignore the other five rooms.

When he walked into the room, his first words were, "My room is on the second floor."

Xiaobai turned his head and looked at him with his innocent big eyes.

Yan Suang's guilt suddenly rose. Xiaobai trusted him so much that he could not just kidnap him in a daze. He forced himself to hold him up and said calmly: "Your room is next to me." Anyway, everyone is under the same roof. The future is long, so there is no need to fight for this moment. He constantly soothes his empty and lost heart with pale words.

After sending Xiaobai into the room and introducing various facilities in the room, Yan Suang finally dragged his heart to the room.

While taking a shower, his mind kept repeating the scene of lingering with Xiaobai in the car. So much so that the shower took a very long time. When he came out, the pointer of the watch was already pointing directly at twelve o'clock.

Xiaobai probably didn't pack up his clothes so quickly.

He secretly sneaked to Xiaobai's door with a lucky heart.

The door was actually half-closed.

Yan Suang knocked twice.

It was quiet inside, without any response.

He endured it, but still couldn't help it and pushed the door open.

On the dark blue bed, Xiaobai was sleeping soundly.

Yan Suang walked to the bed and looked at Xiaobai's cute and innocent sleeping face as a child, and his tenderness kept spreading like drizzle.

but……

He suddenly thought, did Xiaobai not close his sleep?

Didn’t Jia Zhiqing have seen Xiaobai’s sleeping position long ago?

The drizzle was violent again and again.

The next day.

When Yan Suang woke up from his sleep, he heard intermittent laughter coming from the living room that had always been deserted.

He reached out to grab the watch and saw that it was seven forty-two.

He got up, took care of it casually, then walked to the railing on the second floor in his bathrobe, and looked down at the person sitting on the sofa and laughing in an instant, stiff smile.

Xiaobai raised his head and looked at him and said, "You're awake."

Yan Suang smiled slightly, and his pity was beyond words, "Are you exhausted yesterday? Why did you get up so early today?" Since you want to come and ask for information, he would not let out some smoke, so I am so sorry for the audience who arrived early in the morning.

...

Tired? Tired?

Jia Zhiqing grabbed Gao Qin's sleeve uneasily.

Gao Qin narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to find out something from Yan Suang's face.

Xiaobai, completely unaware that the three of them were already in a turmoil, replied obediently: "Fortunately, I just feel a little sore in my waist." Perhaps he was used to sleeping in the bed at home, and suddenly moved to Simmons, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

...

Waist sore? Waist sore?

Jia Zhiqing grabbed Gao Qin's sleeve and kneaded it into a ball in his hand.

Yan Suang smiled more and more proudly, "Just get used to this kind of thing."

Xiaobai nodded gentlely, "You can come down and have breakfast first. I saw a little flour and vegetables in the refrigerator in the morning, so I made some gnocchi."

...

Gnudge? Gnudge?

This was his patent.

Jia Zhiqing pulled Gao Qin's sleeve and prepared to lean into his mouth. But a lighter suddenly appeared halfway through, and coldly crossed between his teeth and sleeves.

Jia Zhiqing looked at Gao Qin who couldn't help but sneer, put down his sleeves very consciously, casually picked up the magazines piled up beside the coffee table and started reading.

Gao Qin asked Xiaobai with a smile, "Does Yan Suang live upstairs or next door?"

Without waiting for Yan Suang to stop him, Xiaobai answered honestly: "Next door."

Gao Qin raised his eyebrows at Yan Suang. Look, the truth is so easy to emerge.

Yan Suang walked down from the upstairs with a expressionless face.

Gao Qin suddenly said, "Is it fashionable to wear a bathrobe on the outside with a low-neck T-shirt and beach pants?"

...

Yan Suang took off his bathrobe calmly.

After a moment of silence, Jia Zhiqing suddenly understood the mystery and laughed so hard that he fell.

Yan Suang asked sinisterly: "What's so funny?"

Jia Zhiqing's laughter stopped immediately as if it was cut off by a knife, and then said seriously: "It's this magazine that's so funny."

"You find the eulogy from the great man in the world funny?" Yan Suang raised his eyebrows.

Jia Zhiqing lowered his head.

The word "mothering" in the magazine came into view in a dark and profound way.

"Uh. I'm so sad that I laughed." Jia Zhiqing covered his eyes with one hand, sobbed twice, and suddenly howled: "You guys died so miserably!"

...

Yan Suang began to have breakfast happily.

He finally had the breakfast cooked by Xiaobai himself. Of course, if there were no these two annoying light bulbs in front of him, life would be even better.

Yan Suang took the initiative to mosaic the two opposites.

Jia Zhiqing broke through the mosaic and handed out the bowl, "Xiaobai, I still want it." The flour from the great god's house is indeed different from his house. The more you eat, the better you taste.

Xiaobai was about to pick up the bowl, but Yan Suang said sadly: "Xiaobai, the family is almost out of rice recently."

"Puff!" Jia Zhiqing looked at Yan Suang's sincere and sad expression speechlessly. The great god is worthy of being a great god. He refreshed the lower limit of the word "shameless" with just one move.

Xiaobai comforted Yan Suang and said, "It's okay, I've seen it, there is still meat in the refrigerator. We can eat meatballs."
To be continued...