My online enemy is my wife

After turning off the hot water, Yanqin pulled a bath towel around his waist and walked out of the shower barefoot.

When walking past the dirty clothes basket, Yanqin thought of the black underwear he saw last night, and his mind was full of thoughts about whether he would come to climb his bed tonight, and what color underwear he would wear...

"Fuck, I was really influenced by that bad doctor."

Yanqin gritted his teeth, and after changing his clothes, he knocked on Feng He's door, "I've finished washing, you can go."

"Okay." The voice from inside the door was a little flustered.

Yan Qin smiled, walked back to the room and did not close the door as promised.

Through the crack of the door, he confirmed that the door of Yanqin's room was open. He closed his eyes and went through the plan in his head again with a blushing face. Bathroom run.

Since the door was not closed, Yan Qin clearly heard Feng Or's hasty footsteps, and frowned slightly, was he in a hurry?

Soon there was the sound of splashing water from the bathroom. Yanqin wanted to read a magazine for a while, but couldn't go on after flipping through two pages. He glanced at his mobile phone and remembered that he forgot to send a Weibo message after he drew his card. Got it.

Yanqin took the phone, looked in the direction of the bathroom, and opened Weibo.

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11 Handsome V: Look, my little cutie smoked Neng Angel for me.One six two five, are you envious? @最微微的最热儿哥@keyiya@你花判, cat-eared maid pretends to learn to sing "Learning to Meow", you can prepare, I will come back after the exam next week to accept the results of your labor.Attachments: [Screenshot of Game Operator.jpg], [Card Draw Video.t.cn]

As soon as Yanqin posted this on Weibo, his fans went viral, and so did Lao Hua's fans.

[Fuck, shit, shit... What the fuck happened?Can Dog 11 draw an angel? ! ! ! 】

【Um? ? ? ?I watched the card drawing video over and over again at least ten times, and compared the account ID and number carefully. It is really Gou 11's big size! ! !He could actually draw an angel?This unscientific! ! ! 】

[Crazy, crazy, Gou 11 actually has a day of luck. 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah 】

[Now I'm looking forward to my younger brother and their cat-eared maid pretending to sing and meowing, hahahahaha... the annual drama, I'm dying of laughter just thinking about that scene. 】

[The three parties involved in manual Aite are ruthless or your X station anchor, this flag is set, this is the trick, hahahahaha...]

【Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa therefore so cute?I also want a European partner, woo woo woo... 11 stars, [-] stars, what the hell is this big baby in the world, take a breath of European energy! 】

Yanqin clicked on the comments and looked at them. He didn't pay attention to those who said he was wrong or couldn't believe it, but he read with relish all the comments that were mentioned.

[Awesome!One to six stars and two to five stars, this European spirit is comparable to that of God next door, tsk tsk... It seems that if Africans want to change their luck, they have to find a European partner first. 】

[Upstairs is wrong, it is the object of crush. 11 doesn't seem to have a close relationship with his cutie yet, but judging by 11's frightened tone, the relationship may be one step closer. 】

[Originally I heard that 11 was secretly in love, and I was very unhappy, sour and envious... Now that I see that cute little one can help 11 get better luck, Africans are not easy, so I will reluctantly accept this unknown little cutie. 】

[Humble double A fan weeps silently, our God A is also very European, why doesn't 11 be with God A, huh...]

[My double A, woo woo woo... On a whim, it would be great if God A was the cutie of 11, so that my life would be completely complete. 】

[Fuck, sisters have great ideas!I beg you to write this stalk, recently I was stabbed by two cooks one after another, my heart is riddled with holes, and I urgently need blood back! ! ! 】

[Hiss...is there still such a showy routine?Your double-A fan brain hole breaks through the sky! 】

[Ah, this stalk is a bit interesting, online rivals, offline lovers, it kind of feels like Mrs. and Mrs. Smith...]

Looking at the more than a dozen new double-A fans' comments, Yan Qin frowned slightly.

How tenacious is the vitality of Double A fans?The steaming and cooking have been officially announced, and the [-]-meter-long machete is chopped off. How can you continue to eat CP with a mouth full of glass slag?A cult is indeed a cult, with evil sects everywhere.

However, Asdf and Feng Or are the same person... Yanqin was thoughtful, and was about to go to Station X to see Asdf's screen recording when he suddenly heard Feng Or call him.

"Yan, Yanqin."

Yanqin was interrupted from thinking, put down his phone and went outside the bathroom door, "What's wrong?"

"I..." The bathroom was steaming, and Feng Ruo's whole body was covered with moist red. He was wearing only a pair of underwear, with a towel draped over his shoulders, his face flushed.

Feng You bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were red, and she scratched her hair nervously, holding back her shame, and stammered: "I, I forgot to take... my pajamas."

After saying this, Feng or his feet were so weak that he almost sat on the ground.

This is the first step of his plan. He intentionally didn't bring his pajamas, and when Yanqin helped him bring them over and opened the door, he would be able to show off his figure without any trace.

Feng You tilted his head to look at himself in the glasses. The young man's body was rather thin, not as good as Yan Qin's smooth figure that had been exercised all year round, but it was well-proportioned and pleasing to the eye.Especially the buttocks/buttocks half covered under the bath towel, and the two straight, slender, curvaceous long legs.

Thinking of the follow-up plot development in Tongrenwen, Feng or blushed to the point of bleeding, as long as... as long as Yanqin can show a little bit of that thought, he can take advantage of the opportunity to enter the second step of the plan.

His heart was pounding, Feng or took a breath, and continued boldly, "Can you...help, help me get it."

Outside the door, Yan Qin's ears turned red for some reason.

He looked up at the bathroom door, and through the frosted glass, he could vaguely see the person standing behind the door wearing nothing but a bath towel.

Yanqin suddenly felt a little hot all over, took a deep breath, and said after a while, "Come out in my bathrobe."

Seal or: "..."

"In the cabinet next to the mirror, the gray one..." Yanqin turned his back to the bathroom door, not daring to look at Feng He's silhouette anymore. ...you go back and take a hot shower, turn up the water temperature a bit, don't catch a cold."

Feng You was stunned, the lustful courage that he had finally accumulated was instantly shattered by Yan Qin's carefulness and gentleness.

"Okay..." Feng You retreated into the shower in embarrassment, and whispered in embarrassment, "Yes, I'm sorry, I called you here..."

Yanqin scolded himself crazily in his heart, and laughed, "It's okay, I know you're nervous...it's normal for people to forget to take things when they're nervous. If there's anything missing, I'll go back to my room."

Sealing or biting his lip, he unscrewed the hot water again, and said vaguely, "It's not missing..."

The first step of the sex/seduction plan failed miserably because the male god was careful and gentle.

Feng was almost pissed off.

Facing the hot bath again, or scratching his hair irritably, his mind was full of annoyance and dissatisfaction, why did the fanfiction work so smoothly, but it didn't work when it came to him.

If he had known that Yanqin was coming, he would have opened the door on his own initiative.

Feng You turned off the hot water angrily, walked out and opened the cabinet, and saw the gray bathrobe.

This is Yanqin's bathrobe...

Feng or calmed down, put on Yanqin's bathrobe with red ears, opened the door, and rushed back to his room.

Going back to his room, Feng or slowly brushed his hair, recalling the details just now without admitting defeat, and seriously thinking about what went wrong.

Obviously Yanqin should like her a little bit... Feng You thought a little unconfidently.

Otherwise, he wouldn't let himself live in his house, wear his clothes, and sleep with him...Looking down at the gray bathrobe on his body, he put the half-wet towel on the hanger, sat in front of the computer, Prepare to readjust the plan.

The computer screen lit up, and Feng or found a folder in the corner of the desktop - you can look at it casually.

Realizing that "you" refers to himself, Feng or's ears turned red, and he quickly opened the folder.

Wearing a hospital gown, Yan Qin was a little pale and had a gentle smile.

Sitting by the window, facing Chuyang, Yan Qin slightly squinted his eyes.

Yanqin was biting the hem of his clothes, pulling down his trousers, showing off his abs.

……

The time is written under each photo, click or slide the mouse, and look down one by one, the last one is the first photo of him and Yan Qin, the one that Yan Qin watched him take a nap and was secretly photographed.

This photo reads: "2.18 The first day at the same table with cutie."

Behind the photo, there is a folder with the file name: "Missed a year, but the future is infinite."

Seal or click to open this folder, which is full of photos of the two of them secretly taken by CP fans, each of which is also written with time and notes.

Released the mouse, and Feng's throat was completely blocked.

Yanqin said that he loves watching the CP Building, and it turned out that he wanted to collect photos of the two of them together.

Every time he receives a photo, he will stamp the time and note what they were doing at that time.

Yanqin likes me... Feng or felt a little more confident, and vaguely understood that Yanqin didn't make it clear what he was worried about.

When I first saw a psychiatrist, the doctor asked Feng He why he was suddenly willing to receive treatment. When he stumbled and explained the reason, the doctor gave him a hint.He didn't understand it then, but he understands it now.

Feng Or rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, picked up his phone, and sent Yanqin a message.

Feng or: "Are you asleep?"

Yanqin didn't reply.

Feng or shut down the computer, changed into pajamas, and looked at the phone again, but Yanqin still didn't reply.

Feng or subconsciously felt that Yanqin would not go to bed so early, and he just pushed back. Although he failed, why would Yanqin not fall asleep so quickly, right?

After thinking about it, he closed or quietly opened the door, ready to go to the next door to have a look, and by the way, he could climb into bed.

Anyway, Yanqin promised him.

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After being blocked or teased for a while, Yanqin went back to the room and couldn't fall asleep, so he went to the bathroom downstairs to take a shower again.

Restless puberty is really annoying.

Yanqin flicked his wrist, walked back to the room as lightly as possible, and when he reached the door of the room, his steps stopped.

There was a man lying on his bed.

Feng You lay sideways on his bed, with half of his face next to the pillow, slightly longer bangs hanging down to cover his forehead, hiding his cold temperament and sharpness.The warm orange light shining into the room from the corridor outlines him as quiet and well-behaved, as if he was born to be like this, and the coldness and violence are just his disguise.

Yan Qin's hand holding the door frame tightened slightly, his eyes were deep and the waves were turbulent.

Feng Or seemed to have just fallen asleep for a while, not too deeply asleep, and was illuminated by the light of the corridor, and let out a soft dissatisfied raving, turned over, turned his back to the door, his pajamas were rubbed up, revealing a small half of his white and narrow waist.

Yanqin hesitated for a few seconds, closed the door, turned off the lights, and lay softly beside Feng Or.Not long after he lay down, Feng Ru unconsciously leaned towards him, holding Yanqin's arm in a daze, rubbing against his arms, and fell into a deeper dream.

In the darkness, Yan Qin opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, sighing helplessly and dotingly.

How does this make him sleep...