PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Yi Chen took out the broken-mouth snack he just bought from the bag, opened the bag, and stuffed the chocolate into Yu Yan's mouth.

Yu Yan tasted a sweet bite, and said vaguely: "What's the matter?"

"Do you still want to eat?" Yi Chen asked him.

"Yes I do."

"Then be quiet, don't talk." After Yi Chen finished speaking, he paused, "Write it down in my heart first, and then memorize it later."

"..." Yu Yan bit off the chocolate in his mouth.

The two returned home, the car stopped, and Yu Yan quickly got out of the car with a large shopping bag.

Yi Chen closed the car door, looked at his back in a hurry, and smiled: "What are you running?"

Isn't it crazy to say it in the car?

Yu Yan didn't look back: "I'm going to wash the vegetables!"

Yu Yan ran home, grabbed the few things in the bag, and placed them on the high bookshelf in the living room.

He was worried that Yi Chen accidentally turned it over when he took something for a while... wouldn't it be embarrassing.

After placing the things, he breathed a sigh of relief, carrying the bag and preparing to start dinner.As a result, as soon as he entered the kitchen, Yi Chen followed in.

Yu Yan paused at Baidu's recipe: "Why did you come in?"

"Let's do it together." Yi Chen raised his shirt cuffs a bit, "Which one should I do first?"

After the two of them cleaned up for a while, the first dish was served.

Yu Yan picked up the phone with a look of embarrassment, and finally couldn't help but squeeze in Yi Chen's side.

"Yi Chen." His voice was not loud, "...Here we say we need to put 3 grams of seasoning. How much is 3 grams?"

Yi Chen scanned the recipe and found that all the items on it were accurate to the gram, which seemed detailed, but not practical.

He evened out the seasoning first, then took the phone and changed a recipe. This time he finally explained it with a "spoon" instead of a pile of numbers.

"Don't read this kind of recipe in the future. If you call the person who wrote the recipe, he may not be able to weigh 3 grams."

Yu Yan was initially depressed.

Although it was a last resort, he has recently discovered in all aspects that his knowledge is still too small.

The man next to him gently paved a step.Yu Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, just nodded.

He just picked up the shovel and turned the dish over, his hands were suddenly empty.

"Keep your hand to hold the mouse." Yi Chen said, "I'm here, you wash the vegetables."

Although the taste of this dinner was not as good as the restaurant outside, both of them enjoyed it very well.

After dinner, Yu Yan took out the cake: "When will Yi Ran be back? Are we waiting for him?"

"No, just leave him a copy in the refrigerator."

Yi Chen doesn't know how many years he has not seen a birthday cake.

He watched Yu Yan take out a candle from the bag and asked, "...isn't there a number candle?"

"There are no candles with the number 8." Yu Yan said tactfully, "Ordinary, and I'm afraid that it won't look good."

Yi Chen: "..."

It's densely packed, of course it doesn't look good.

Yu Yan lit the candle and turned off the light, and then asked, "Should I sing a birthday song?"

Yi Chen suddenly asked him: "How do you celebrate your birthday?"

Yu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I... order myself a big meal."

He's better to say this, he was stretched a few years ago, and he didn't care about birthdays or not.Had it not been for China Mobile to send him blessing messages every year, he would have almost forgotten.

Yi Chen narrowed his eyes: "Stop singing."

"Then make a wish?"

Yi Chen closed his eyes and thought nothing in his heart.

When the candle was blown out and the light was on, Yu Yan took out a black packing box from behind.

"Happy birthday." His eyes flashed, and a little tiger tooth was dazzling with a smile, "This is a gift."

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, took the box, and opened it.

It is a watch with silver and black staggered, exquisite and generous style. It can be seen that it has fine workmanship and is expensive.

Yi Chen, the brand on the box, knows that there are many seven-figure styles, even the lowest price, and five-figure. This one looks like the mid-range style of the brand.

Men have a special love for watches and shoes, and so does Yi Chen. He never thinks any watch is more pleasing to him than this one.

He didn't rush to take it out, and asked, "Why do you buy such an expensive one? Didn't it mean to support the family?"

"Raising you is to support the family." Yu Yan watched eagerly, urging him, "Would you like to put it on?"

Yi Chen held the box, a little lost when he heard the words.

The phrase'raise him' is too novel, just like the phrase that would protect him in the live broadcast room before.

Why does he love to listen so much.

He untied the seven-figure watch in his hand, dropped it on the table casually, and put on the new watch carefully.

Yi Chen's hands are well-knotted, and each finger is very slender, even if he wears a 100-yuan watch.

Yu Yan stared straight at Yi Chen's hand for a long time.

This shows that it is not on his own hand, but he feels full of satisfaction, which makes him more happy than wearing it himself.

Yu Yan asked, "Do you like it? I'm not good at picking these..."

"Like." Yi Chen said, "I like it very much."

"That's good." He glanced at the watch on the table and asked, "Then, do you want to put it away?"

Yi Chen put the watch on the shelf next to it: "It won't matter if you put it higher."

According to Yu Yan, he spent a few hours in a luxury watch store. He knew the watch was definitely not cheap: "Otherwise, put it away first..."

Before I finished speaking, I felt a chill in the corners of my mouth.

He didn't react at first, until he smelled the fragrance of the cake, he said, "Why are you—"

So naive.

Yi Chen dipped some cream with his index finger and rubbed it on the corner of his mouth.

Yi Chen wanted to take his attention away from that watch. He said, "Don't you cut the cake yet."

Yu Yan said: "...you have to cut it. You cut it, you have to cut the cake for the first time."

Yi Chen nodded, just about to pick up the plastic knife from the cake shop, suddenly remembered something.

He raised his hand and stretched his index finger to Yu Yan's mouth.

Yu Yan looked at him blankly: "Huh?"

"Lick it clean, or the knife will get dirty."

"..." Yu Yan's eyes widened, "Just wipe it with paper--"

Before he finished speaking, Yi Chen stretched his fingertips in while his mouth was open.

"..."

What else can he do?

Everyone came in, he couldn't drive out, and he was reluctant to bite.

Originally, Yi Chen just wanted to tease him, but when he was about to pull it out, he felt that something lightly touched his fingertips.

Then wrapped it up, and tickle all the cream.

Yu Yanfei quickly finished removing the cream on his fingers, then put aside his face, the tips of his ears were red: "Okay, you cut it quickly."

After the first cut, Yu Yangang was about to pick up a plastic tray to serve the cake. He heard Yi Chen ask, "Is the cake delicious?"

Yu Yan nodded: "It's delicious, but it's a bit sweet, so eat less."

"Very sweet?"

"Ok."

Yi Chen nodded: "Then I will try it."

"Okay, let me get a plate..."

Before Yu Yan finished speaking, the person next to him suddenly bent his neck slightly and kissed the cream stain on the corner of his mouth.

No one wants to eat cake.

When Yu Yan was kissed, he couldn't hold the plate anymore. He was so hot-headed that he threw the plate onto the table and subconsciously squeezed Yi Chen's white lining.

The kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time, but was finally interrupted by Yi Chen.

He whispered: "After spending a day in the company, I will take a shower first."

Yu Yan just nodded: "Okay..."

"Wash together?"

Yu Yan was taken aback. He couldn't stand the scene just thinking about it: "Ah? Forget it, forget it, I'll wait until you finish washing..."

Yu Yan packed the cake and was about to put it in the refrigerator when he heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened.

He looked sideways and saw Yi Chen leaning against the door, wearing a gray bathrobe with no tight waistband, and the well-proportioned and beautiful muscle lines inside.

He even recognized the little underpants!!

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and asked him: "Really not together?"

Who can stand this.

For the first time, Yu Yan felt that the episodes of nosebleeds in the TV series were not exaggerated at all. He suspected that he would have a nosebleed after watching it for a few minutes.

Yu Yan's face was completely red. When he gritted his teeth, his voice didn't sound like his own, and his heart was constantly shaking: "Then, then...I'll get the towel, I..."

Yi Chen's current mood is as if he had just finished a three-month holiday.

Relax, comfortable and cozy.

Seeing the other party's flustered appearance, his voice was stained with a smile, and he slowly gathered the bathrobe: "Don't be nervous, I am teasing you. We will wash separately."

Yu Yan paused: "...ah."

"The bathroom in my bedroom is too narrow." Yi Chen said, "I'm afraid you are uncomfortable."

——

Yu Yan came this time without bringing his milk shower gel.

He stood in the bathroom, only feeling very regretful.He should take the shower before Yi Chen. Now the bathroom is full of cologne, and he feels particularly ashamed to take off his clothes.

After taking a shower, Yu Yan just walked out of the bathroom and saw Yi Chen sitting on the side of the bed, just like he was at home, waiting for him.

"Yan Yan." Yi Chen was holding a book in his hand, and when he saw him coming out, he called him, "Is it finished? Come here."

Yu Yan said, "I'll go up again in a while, my... my hair is still wet."

"That's why I called you over." Yi Chen took out the hair dryer from the bedside table, "I'll blow it dry for you."

"No, I'll do it in a while..."

Yi Chen's tone was very natural: "I don't want to wait for a while."

Yi Chen doesn't know how to blow his hair. Although his posture is awkward, he can't burn him because of his carefulness.

The two of them were sitting on the edge of the bed at this time, and Yu Yan sat in front of them, holding the book Yi Chen had just been reading in his hands, not daring to move.

While blowing, Yu Yan felt the back of his neck be kissed lightly.

He felt his back numb for an instant, and his waist was bowed unconsciously: "Yi Chen?"

"Yeah." The boy's hair gradually softened in his hands. Yi Chen turned off the hair dryer and kissed him again, this time on the tip of his ear, "Your neck is beautiful."

White and straight.

Yu Yan: "How come... I have been sitting in front of the computer for a long time, and my sitting posture is ugly."

"No, you sit upright and beautiful."

Yi Chen was stating the facts, "It's just too thin."

Yu Yangang was about to plead, suddenly his body became stiff, and he couldn't say anything.

Yi Chen's hand reached into the hem of his pajamas.

When Yu Yan took a bath, he filled up many possibilities, but Du Du didn't expect it would end up in such a posture.

Yi Chen held him firmly in his arms with his arms from his back. He couldn't see Yi Chen's expression, he could only hear the other party's voice or feel his movements.

"Here, a lap thinner than me."

"Here too."

Yu Yan subconsciously raised his hand and held Yi Chen's hand, but the other party suddenly turned his palm, and the two of them were entangled with their five fingers.

Yu Yan couldn't take it anymore.

He opened his mouth, and his voice was as if he was begging for mercy, but he said, "Yi Chen...Can we do it head-on? Don't talk to me."

Yi Chen was also a little uncomfortable.

He backed away without showing a trace, in case his physical reaction frightened him.

"Don't worry... I'll help you."

Yu Yan heard the overtones, he was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes immediately recovered a bit of clarity: "...Help me? What about you?"

"I'll solve it later."

"Don't." Yu Yan grabbed his hand, "Let's be together... aren't we ready?"

Yi Chen was silent for a long time, with a tolerant tone: "You should be very tired after a day's flight today. When you have a good rest--"

This is the first time for Yu Yan to feel the generation gap between himself and Yi Chen.

He increased his strength in his hand, pressed tightly against the back of the opponent's hand, panicking and reluctant to say: "I've been on a plane for less than two hours! I'm not tired at all! Or maybe you have been working for a day, no, no energy. Now? Then I can work harder by myself..."

"..."

After speaking, Yu Yan felt embarrassed.

Yi Chen was full of evil fire.

... How does he want to "work harder"?

The bedroom fell silent suddenly, and Yu Yan bit his scalp and said, "But if you are really...tired, then we can do it next time."

Yi Chen squeezed his waist: "...I'm afraid that if I don't do a good job, it will make you hurt, why do you always recruit me?"

Yu Yan is very innocent: "But I am not afraid of pain."

"..."

As Yu Yan said, he also felt that he was a little anxious. He didn't get a response. He was a little embarrassed: "I just want to be with you."

"Forget it, next time, I...I just go to the toilet and make it myself."

He wanted to stand up as soon as he finished speaking, but his arms around his waist suddenly tightened. Before he could react, he was half-held by the person behind him and brought to the center of the bed.

The two finally met.

"I'll try to be lighter." Yi Chen's Adam's apple rolled, his voice extremely dumb, because he had been suppressing it just now, his eyes were a little scarlet.

He bowed his head and kissed Yu Yan.

"But if it gets heavier...you can bear it."

...

Yu Yan didn't feel the pain.

Because he hadn't gotten into the topic yet, he was already weak.

With a tingling scalp, red cheeks, and regretful, he tried to communicate with the other party: "Yi Chen...Shall we take a rest?"

"No." Yi Chen took a bite of his earlobe. "It doesn't make sense to rest when I feel good."

Yu Yan's mind turned quickly: "It's not... the things I bought from the supermarket are still stored outside, not brought in..."

The bedside table was opened.

Yi Chen took out a few items from the inside.

"No." He opened the package and said concisely, "I have something better here."

Yu Yan: "..."

Yu Yan: "?"