sorry i want you

The white yogurt stained Xin Yue's lips, but he didn't know it.

Seeing that Ou Jiming didn't pick up his things, he couldn't help but urge him again: "Hey, cup."

While receiving the cup, Ou Jiming held Xin Yue's hand together, pulled his arm up, and lowered his head at the same time.

Xin Yue thought that Ou Jiming was about to kiss him, so his eyes widened and his pupils gradually dilated.

But Ou Jiming stopped an inch away.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Xin Yue's eyes rolled around in soul, and finally lowered, and quietly backed away, trying to distance himself from him.

At this moment, Ou Jiming stuck out his tongue to lick the thick liquid from his lips.

The hot, soft, wet tongue slipped across his lips, instantly scalding him to shiver.

"Hey..." Xin Yue wanted to say what was licking his lips?Do you want to lick the cup too?

"Hush..." Ou Jiming stopped him from continuing, "Don't talk." He lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Xin Yue shut his mouth almost obediently, and looked up at him.

Ou Jiming was also looking at him with burning eyes.

Both of them saw themselves in each other's eyes, but Xin Yue felt that the person Ou Jiming saw was not himself.

So timid, with a nervous face, and even a trace of fear engraved on his expression.

Ou Jiming licked his lips clean.

Xin Yue held his breath all the time, his expression was a little dazed, even Ou Jiming took the cup from him without realizing it.

Ou Jiming threw all the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and carried Xin Yue upstairs again.

Xin Yue said: "You put me down, I don't go upstairs, I have to go home and change my clothes, otherwise it will be too late."

Ou Jiming said, "It's fine if I wear mine."

Xin Yue: "Our bodies are different."

Ou Jiming said domineeringly: "I can always find one or two suitable ones. If it doesn't work, we can just buy a set on the way. Do you want to go home if you feel sorry?"

Xin Yue moved in his arms a little uneasily, and said, "I...don't have any underwear." He would wash this kind of intimate clothes before buying them.It's too late to go out and buy now.

Ou Jiming smiled: "Anyway, there are outer pants, even if you don't wear anything inside, no one will find out."

Xin Yue: "..." He simply stopped talking and let Ou Jiming carry him upstairs to the cloakroom. He wanted to see if Ou Jiming could find suitable clothes for himself.

Fortunately, he was about the same height as Ou Jiming. Ou Jiming was stunned to find a suit among the piles of clothes.

Holding the suit, he said, "This suit has shrunk a bit. I'm a little too small. It should fit you well." He brought a wine-red suit in front of Xin Yue.

Xin Yue: "I don't like this color very much."

Ou Jiming: "Do you want to run out naked?"

Xin Yue: "..."

Ou Jiming held his shoulders and began to peel off his clothes.

Xin Yue blocked him.

Ou Jiming: "Why are you excited? Do you think I'm going to do something bad to you? Don't worry, I just want to change your clothes and I won't do anything else."

Xin Yue: "I will do it myself."

Ou Jiming: "You are slow, when do you want to change? It won't be the end of the exhibition."

Xin Yue: "..."

Ou Jiming moved quickly, and quickly peeled off the T-shirt hanging on Xin Yue's body.

His thin figure was immediately displayed in front of him.

The smooth and elegant lines are whiter than the average man's skin, and there are bruises and purple marks everywhere.

He turned sideways awkwardly, not wanting Ou Jiming to see his weakness so straightforwardly.

Ou Jiming was there with a light pen, took the clothes and put them on for him.Wear pants directly below.

Xin Yue grabbed Ou Jiming's hand: "I haven't put on my underwear yet."

Ou Jiming: "It's not a woman, the innermost thing is optional." He wanted to push Xin Yue away, after all, this kind of opportunity is really rare.

Now he only needs to think about what Xin Yueli would look like with his neatly dressed underwear, but he didn't even wear his underwear.

Will sharp-eyed colleagues immediately spot his oddities as he walks?

or……

Also, when he wears a suit, does the egg like to be placed on the left or the right.

After all, he himself likes to put it on the left side. In these custom-made suits, he has made some adjustments in this respect. I don't know if he can adapt.

"No, I'm not used to being empty inside." Xin Yue resolutely objected.

Ou Jiming took out one of his own from the drawer, shook it in front of him, and said, "Are you going to wear mine?"

Yes, it's better than nothing, he doesn't want to hang the air conditioner, and this rest suit is made of a close-fitting design, so you can tell at a glance if there are underwear inside, he doesn't want to lose face in front of everyone.

She reached out and snatched the underwear from his hand, wanting to put it on herself.

As soon as I bent down, my body swayed unsteadily, and I couldn't stand firmly.

Ou Jiming held his waist and stabilized him, then took the underwear from his hand: "Hold it yourself, and I'll help you put it on."

"No need." It's better to do things like wearing underwear by yourself.

Ou Jiming moved his hand back and dodged it.

These are his underwear, Xin Yue will put them on, and he will wear them all day long, just thinking about it...he feels itchy in his heart.

Xin Yue is now considered to be a patient with limited mobility, and he is not Ou Jiming's opponent at all.

Ou Jiming squatted down, and Xin Yue had no choice but to hold on to the wall to stand still.

"Stand steady." Ou Jiming raised one of his legs, exerting some force on purpose, Xin Yue suddenly lost his balance and fell to one side.

Ji Lu stretched out his hand and grabbed Ou Jiming's hair, only then was he able to hold on.

Ou Jiming groaned in pain.He originally imagined that Xin Yue would not be able to stand upright, and if he tilted his body, he would fall towards him and fall into his arms.

The result was unexpected...

His scalp was about to be ripped off by Xin Yue, but he didn't want to shout out without grace, so he could only support Xin Yue with a painful expression on his face, letting him regain his footing.

After Xin Yue stood firm, he let go of his hand holding his hair: "Sorry, your head is fine." The tone was still indifferent, without even a little concern.

Ou Jiming smiled wryly: "Anyway, the scalp is still in its original position." He quickly helped Xin Yue put on the shorts and cropped trousers.

After Xin Yue got dressed, he slowly rubbed outside.Ou Jiming changed his clothes inside.

After a while, Ou Jiming came out. He also changed into a wine red suit, but his was more formal, while Xin Yue's was more casual.

But Xin Yue always felt that the outfits of the two of them looked weird no matter how they looked.

It seems... a bit like a couple's outfit.

Ou Jiming came out, picked up Xin Yue naturally, and said as he went downstairs, "Don't get me wrong, I just think this one looks better, there is no other meaning, so don't think too much about it."

Xin Yue: "It's you who thinks more!"