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Luo Rui brought them a piece of cake, and then the three of them went to eat hot pot together.

While eating, Wen Xiaohui's cheeks hurt so much, but he insisted on eating them. Luo Rui was moved by the spirit of his body and his wife. He was already a human-wife attribute and had a maternal attack at this time. He cut all the meat and vegetables into small pieces for Wen Xiaohui, and he was almost fed into his mouth in person.

Half full, Wen Xiaohui slowed down and started chatting: "Xiao Mom, did Brother Liu ask you later?"

"I'm having an appointment." Luo Rui's soft lips were red with the peppers. He pouted, "It feels pretty good for others."

"but……?"

Luo Rui put down his chopsticks and lowered his voice and said, "He seems to have a sign of baldness."

Wen Xiaohui almost squirted: "Is it true or false?"

"Really, I saw it." Luo Rui said depressedly, "I can't bear this."

Wen Xiaohui smiled dullly.

"Don't laugh."

Luo Yi also smiled and said, "If you have a good impression of him, this is not a big problem."

"That's right...but he is less than thirty and is so young that he's bald. What can I do in the future?"

Luo Yi said: "How did you meet? Do you satisfy other aspects?"

"The others are okay, they were introduced to me by Li Shuo."

"...Li Shuo?" Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui, "That American accountant? Have you met him again?"

"Ah, yes, didn't he say he wanted to introduce his friends to us, so we had a meal together before."

"Oh." Luo Yi's "Oh" always made him feel a little meaningful.

Luo Rui said excitedly: "I won't talk about this for now. You and Li Shuo are making good progress. I feel quite hopeful."

Luo Yi's hand that was picking up the food was slightly paused and took it back. He covered up the teacup and blocked the expression of that moment.

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said, "Oh, I haven't even traced my horoscope yet, just look at it everywhere."

Luo Rui stretched out three fingers and said, "If he asked you within three days, he would definitely be interested in you."

"You're reading some messy books again."

"But some of them make sense."

Wen Xiaohui rolled his eyes: "Can you still be more maternal?"

"Is it interesting to laugh at you for fifty steps!"

Luo Yi put down the teacup and said calmly: "How did you and Li Shuo progress?"

Wen Xiaohui avoided the important and said lightly: "I really didn't make much progress. I just feel that we have something more to say than at the beginning, let it go."

"Do you think you know him?"

Wen Xiaohui thought for a while: "I think others are pretty good and capable."

"People cannot just look at their appearance. The smarter they are, the more they can pretend. They know what you want, and they will pretend to be what you want." Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui deeply, "So be more careful when encountering people and things."

Wen Xiaohui was stunned: "Ah, I know, of course I know this."

"If you have time, take me and Li Shuo for a meal together," said Luo Yi.

Wen Xiaohui suddenly felt his heartbeat faster, and an instinctive voice told him not to let Luo Yi and Li Shuo meet, and he didn't even know why, or he didn't dare to think about why. He refused without hesitation: "Compare, we have met so two or three times in total, and we are just ordinary friends. If it really happens in the future, it's not too late to see you again."

Luo Yi's chopstick head gently stirred the dipping sauce in the bowl: "Li Shuo is not the same."

“Where is different?”

"I feel like you like him very much."

Wen Xiaohui smiled dryly and said, "I didn't like him, at least not now, I just have a good impression of him. Besides, I like others, and they have to like me too. This is not a hot thing, so why are you anxious?"

“I’ll like it.”

"Um?"

Luo Yi's chopsticks poked a piece of red pepper, and the pepper's body was ruthlessly crushed. Luo Yi used a lot of effort to make his finger bones clear. He lowered his head and said softly: "He will like you."

"……Why?"

Luo Rui also stared at Luo Yi in a daze, looking at Luo Yi's somewhat stiff chin lines. Although he didn't know what Luo Yi's expression was at this moment, he was inexplicably a little nervous.

Luo Yi raised his head at this time, his smile as warm and dazzling as the fragments of sunshine: "You are a very good person. As long as he truly knows you, he will like you."

Wen Xiaohui felt his cheeks burning. He should have been very happy - he was indeed happy - but at the same time he was a little confused, because he didn't know if he was happy because Luo Yi said Li Shuo would like him, or simply because of Luo Yi's praise.

Luo Rui opened his mouth slightly and looked at them, stunned, his eyebrows slowly frowned.

After dinner, Luo Yi and Wen Xiaohui went home and sat in the back seat of the bicycle, Wen Xiaohui suddenly sighed: "We have known each other for a year, right?"

"yes."

"Time flies so fast." He never thought before that a strange boy would airborne his life and become his indispensable relative and friend. He can still remember the scene when he first met Luo Yi, as well as the wind slightly brushing his cheeks and the faint smell of sunshine sitting in the back seat of Luo Yi's bicycle.

"It's really fast." Luo Yi added, "I'll turn 18 in another year and a half."

"Are you looking forward to adulthood? I don't want to grow up any longer after I was sixteen. It would be great if I always looked fresh and young. What a pity, it seems that the age of sixteen was still yesterday, and it was gone for four years in the blink of an eye."

"It's better for men to be more mature."

Wen Xiaohui burst out laughing: "That's right. Moreover, after you turn 18, you can officially inherit the inheritance. Are you looking forward to it?"

"Um."

Wen Xiaohui poked Luo Yi's spine with his finger: "Are you really looking forward to it? I don't feel like you don't like money very much. You are so smart, you won't be short of money in your life, but you look at you, when you go in and out of bicycles, you don't care about food or clothing. It's hard to believe it when you say it out. There are people like you in the world who treat money as dirt."

"Money is an indispensable tool. There is no distinction between likes and dislikes about tools. We should pay attention to the purpose, usage, and dosage."

"Tsk, you're playing in a high level again."

Luo Yi smiled faintly.

"But I like money. How great is it to be rich. I have so many things I like, I really want to move them all home." Wen Xiaohui said expectantly, "When you reach 18, I can also get the money left to me by my sister. How do you think I should spend it?"

"Buy whatever you want. Isn't this what you want?"

"I want to buy a cool sports car, sweep the makeup counter, and go to Yansha to pick things with her eyes closed..." Wen Xiaohui thought about the beautiful scene, and even his expression became very dreamy.

Luo Yi smiled and said, "Okay."

Wen Xiaohuiyi - After a while of lust, he said seriously: "Just talk, I dare not spend such a large amount of money. When you become an adult, our support contract will be automatically terminated. At that time, I will apologize to my mother and give her the money and the house. I have been lying to her for so long, and I have been feeling guilty."

"I can go with you if you wish."

"Let's talk about it, maybe my mother doesn't want to see you, but I will try my best to make her accept you. Sooner or later, we can celebrate the New Year together."

Luo Yi was silent for a while: "You still remember."

"What do you remember?"

"Celebrating the New Year together."

"Remember, why don't you?" Wen Xiaohui smiled, "I will not forget what I promised you."

“…We can definitely celebrate the New Year together.”

When he got home, Luo Yi tied the swelling-relieving medicine bag and ice cubes together, and asked Wen Xiaohui to apply it to his face. Wen Xiaohui lay on the bed and listened to the song. After calming down, his sensory perception attracted particularly attention. As he hummed the song, he began to turn to moaning.

Luo Yi's hand gently touched his forehead: "Does it still hurt?"

"No, it's too cold."

"Don't keep pressing." Luo Yi pushed his hand away and looked at his cheek, with straightforward worry and heartache in his eyes, which made Wen Xiaohui feel very heartbroken.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It'll be fine in a few days. You go and take a shower, it's so late."

"Yes." Luo Yi covered his cheeks with his hands for a while before going to take a shower.

Wen Xiaohui didn't want to apply any more and planned to get up to drink water. He was thinking about all kinds of messy things in his mind. He absent-mindedly poured a cup of hot water, and forgot how hot it was. He directly put it into his mouth. The moment the hot water touched the cheeks that were numbed, he hadn't reacted, but soon the burning pain of his mouth spread. He screamed and sprayed all the water in his mouth.

The bathroom door was opened, and Luo Yi rushed out naked, covered in water: "Brother Xiaohui, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Xiaohui was holding the table and fanning his mouth. When he looked up, he saw a slender, strong and white body appearing in front of him. His eyes almost popped out, especially when he saw the big baby shaking between Luo Yi's legs... Wen Xiaohui's face suddenly burned, and his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, not daring to look up.

Luo Yi thought he was burned, so he came over nervously to help him: "Brother Xiaohui, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay, it's hot, my mouth is gone." Wen Xiaohui accidentally grabbed his wet arms and hid back like an electric shock, "You, you, clothes, clothes."

Luo Yi turned a deaf ear and just asked, "Are you sure you're fine?"

"I'm really fine, oh, put on your clothes quickly."

Luo Yi laughed.

Wen Xiaohui was angry and embarrassed: "Smile, I'm born to bend, so I'm okay to avoid it."

Luo Yi turned to put on his clothes. Wen Xiaohui clenched his fists and struggled for a while. He still couldn't help but raise his head quietly. His eyes went from bottom to top. First, he had a pair of straight and strong long legs, and then the one between his legs that could be vaguely seen with his back to the swaying between them...

Wen Xiaohui's heart was filled with countless grass and mud, and he was running by, "Fuck, what about the minor!"

His gaze couldn't help but go up, and suddenly, his whole body froze.
To be continued...