Xiao Yu lay softly on his lap and let him stroke his long, silky hair.
Xiao Yu smiled and covered him with a quilt, then got in and carefully lay next to him, looking at his perfect profile.
Xiao Yu stood silently in the rainy night, got wet all night, and finally waited for him. Then he lay on the bed and watched his busy figure, silently raising the corners of his mouth, and a light flashed in his eyes.
————Xiao Yu after amnesia.
"Xiao Yu! Go to your room and sleep! You have your own room!!" He stood beside the bed and roared.
"In the past, wasn't it me who helped you warm your bed..." Xiao Yu was lying on the bed in a big shape, occupying only half of the bed.
This is different! ! ! !
"Xiao Yu! Where are you storing it?!" He growled in a low voice.
"Well... Yours." How shameless are you? !
"Xiao Yu, don't do it... Well... I can't do it anymore... Stop, stop, stop... Ah~" He groaned with a flushed face.
"Well, I'm okay, don't worry, you can do it too!" Xiao Yu quickly made piston movements.
Damn you bastard! ! ! !
—————— Xiao Yu who recovered his memory.