Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Realizing that he was attracted by Jiang Que's masculine looks, Song Yuan took a deep breath and cleared his mind.

Thinking of the irreconcilable relationship between the two, Song Yuan also had no good temper towards the man in front of him: "You didn't say when you would arrive."

He is now heavily in debt, so naturally he will do whatever is most economical.

Jiang Que leaned against the door and looked him up and down. He looked dusty and dirty, as if he had just finished some heavy work. He sneered, "I haven't seen you for a few years. You are doing so badly."

Song Yuan was used to being scolded so much that he ignored his taunts and stood at the door without expecting the man to let him in. "What's the matter with spending two million to call me here?"

Jiang Que stared at him: "Too much money, too much to burn."

Song Yuan: “…”

Jiang Que opened the door: "Come in."

Standing at the door in a dirty state affects my house price.

Song Yuan saw the disdain in Jiang Que's eyes, and perhaps because he was afraid that others would see them having contact, he reluctantly invited him in.

Jiang Que threw his disposable slippers at him, blocked the entrance, and looked at him contemptuously, signaling him to take off his dusty clothes at the door so as not to dirty his house.

Song Yuan felt insulted.

He opened his mouth to curse, but the person blocking his way fiddled with his phone expressionlessly, and he had another million deposited into the bank.

Song Yuan counted the money carefully and looked at Jiang Que as if he was the God of Wealth. Without Jiang Que calling out to him, he quickly took off his dirty clothes.

When it came to the last pair of shorts, Song Yuan hesitated: "You want this too? I just changed it this morning, it's still clean."

Jiang Que didn't say anything, just turned his phone around. His indifferent eyes fell from him to the ground, signaling him to hurry up, otherwise he would return the money.

When it comes to money, Song Yuan becomes honest.

I threw the panties I had just changed in the morning on the ground and put on the disposable slippers cleanly.

Jiang Que glanced at it, and Song Yuan felt his gaze, raised his hand to cover it, and cursed in his heart whether this guy was a pervert.

Jiang Que only took a glance and snorted, then took a set of pajamas and threw them into the bathroom: "Wash yourself clean before coming out."

Song Yuan suspected that this guy had mysophobia.

But now that he's here, it's easy to make money from this guy.

Not to mention giving yourself a bath, you can even ask him to give him a bath.

Song Yuan came out after taking a shower, wearing Jiang Que's pajamas. Because he didn't know which towel was for wiping hair, he didn't dare to use this guy's things carelessly. Song Yuan was like a water ghost who had just crawled out of a sewer, with wet hair dripping with water, and even the clothes he had just changed were wet.

Jiang Que, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room and watching the water ghost coming out of the bath: "..."

Does this male protagonist want to scare me to death so that he can inherit my estate and pay off his debts?

"Song Yuan." Jiang Que was silent for a while and then spoke.

Song Yuan stood on the absorbent mat at the bathroom door, letting the water from his hair drip onto his body. Hearing this, he looked up at him and said, "Huh?"

The pajamas, which were already thin in summer, were wet and stuck tightly to Song Yuan's body.

Jiang Que was far away, but he could clearly see that after someone's clothes got wet, two inexplicable bulges appeared on the clothes sticking to his chest.

His breathing stagnated and his eyes darkened.

Jiang Que leaned against the sofa, rubbed his hands, and looked at him: "You're bankrupt and you can't even take a bath?"

Jiang Que suspected that this scheming man was deliberately seducing him.

Just want to get his money.

God damn male protagonist.

Am I a person with dirty thoughts?!

Jiang Que had a stern face, looking righteous and unbewitched by demons and monsters. He found a large bath towel to cover Song Yuan's head, then went back to his room to find pajamas for him to change into.

Song Yuan, who was standing at the bathroom door, had his vision suddenly blocked by the bath towel. After Jiang Que left, he quietly lifted the bath towel from his veil like a veil, and his eyes fell on the direction of the room that Jiang Que entered.

Then she curled her lips slightly, slowly pulled off the bath towel on her head, held it in her hand, and rolled it inadvertently with her fingers.

The task object.

Kind of interesting.