mandatory agreement

Lu Zheng stayed up all night again, and directly asked Sarah to build a small bed, and lay on Zhou Xing's side.The distance between the two beds was less than 10 centimeters. Lu Zheng reached out and took Zhou Xing's hand, making a gesture of crossing his fingers, closing his eyes and falling into a sweet dream.

He slept very deeply this time, and when he woke up, his right hand was still holding a warm hand, and he turned his head sideways, facing Zhou Xing's eyes staring at him.

"When did you wake up?" Lu Zheng's voice was hoarse.

"I haven't been awake for long." Zhou Xing lied, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"Don't sleep anymore, it's time to get up, we have to have breakfast together." Lu Zheng tried to withdraw his hand, but Zhou Xing clenched it tightly instead.

"Run when you wake up?" Zhou Xing's words were teased.

"I'm going to wash up." Lu Zheng looked helpless.

"go together."

"Sooner or later, I will let go..."

"At least hold it a little longer."

Lu Zheng had no choice but to take a step back, and took Zhou Xing's hand to the nearest bathroom.

"Can you let go now?" Lu Zheng asked gently.

"Yes." Zhou Xing let go of his hand, and hugged Lu Zheng from behind, "I want to hug you."

Lu Zheng couldn't help but let Zhou Xing hold him, and slowly moved to the sink, began to brush his teeth and wash his face, and when he raised his head occasionally, he could see Zhou Xing's face in the mirror.

Zhou Xing raised a smiling face at him, and he smiled back in the mirror with a reserved and gentle look.

"Is your simulation mask permeable?" Zhou Xing asked abruptly.

"It's the latest style, it's very thin, and of course it's permeable." Lu Zheng replied without hesitation.

Zhou Xing didn't ask any more questions, but a murmur arose in his heart. He suspected that Lu Zheng wasn't wearing a mask that simulated changing his appearance, but he had no proof.

After washing his face, Lu Zheng said to Zhou Xing: "The next thing is not suitable for you to be around."

"What evil are you going to do?" Zhou Xing buried his head on Lu Zheng's shoulder blades, looking clingy.

Lu Zheng held Zhou Xing's hand, placed it on a sensitive spot, and said, "Let the water go."

"I want to see." Zhou Xing blushed, but he didn't intend to leave at all.

"……Fine."

Lu Zheng dragged Zhou Xing again, walked a dozen steps, and began to solve his physical problems.

Zhou Xing didn't read it, but the more he listened, the more he blushed, and finally he said dryly, "Your kidneys are pretty good."

Lu Zheng wiped it with a paper towel, and replied, "I thought it was on the bed, we've already verified it."

"My kidneys are actually pretty good." After Zhou Xing said this, he almost wanted to cover his face.

"I haven't verified it yet." Lu Zheng patted Zhou Xing's hand, motioned him to let go, and pointed forward, "Let me see?"

Zhou Xing didn't know how to give in, so he bravely took a step forward, but he was too nervous to urinate no matter what.

Lu Zheng also imitated his appearance, hugged him from behind, lowered his head slightly, and kissed his earlobe: "Don't be nervous, let me see."

Zhou Xing closed his eyes tightly...

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The two of them got together to wash their hands, and the heat on Zhou Xing's face was still there. He always felt that he had suffered a loss, but when he reviewed the whole matter, he was the one who started it first, so he realized that the skin was thin Woke up, washed up quickly and wanted to leave.

"Don't go so fast." Lu Zheng called to stop him.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Xing stopped and asked in a rough voice.

Lu Zheng raised his hands like a cripple, and said, "You carry me back."

"you……"

You have hands and feet and are bigger than me, what do you want me to hug you for?

After Zhou Xing swallowed the last half of his words, he thought of Lu Zheng's body that was as weak as paper.

"Hold me." Lu Zheng acted coquettishly, without any shame at all.

Zhou Xing bent down, walked around Lu Zheng's leg with one hand, supported Lu Zheng's back with the other hand, let the opponent's hands wrap around his neck, and hugged him.

"Sara, is breakfast ready?" Zhou Xing asked casually.

"It has been arranged in the restaurant on the second floor, please bring Mr. Lu to eat."

Sara used the word "carry" ingeniously. Zhou Xing easily turned Lu Zheng's body and carried him into the dining room.

"I'm not a child." Lu Zheng said softly.

"Do you need me to feed you?" Zhou Xing simply sat beside Lu Zheng.

"……if you are willing to."

Looking at the man's pale face, Zhou Xing began to cut the steak without any hesitation, and fed it to Lu Zheng little by little.

Lu Zheng ate very slowly, and often asked Zhou Xing to eat a little first, and finally the two began to share a set of tableware for no reason.

When Zhou Xing was eating the porridge, he would suddenly remember that he used the same spoon to feed Lu Zheng just now—but Lu Zheng didn't seem to care, and he wouldn't be hypocritical about it.

It's called breakfast, but it actually lasted four to ten minutes for lunch. After the meal, Lu Zheng wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk scarf and said, "I want to draw a picture for you."

Zhou Xing's first reaction was to refuse: "Your body..."

"My body can hold on now," Lu Zheng said softly, but he could not refuse, "I want to draw a picture for you."

"...Yes." Zhou Xing thought that he would have to leave in a few days, so he couldn't bear to refuse.

Lu Zheng walked to the studio this time, and he had asked Sara to adjust the temperature of the studio to be very hot in advance. Zhou Xing walked in and stayed there for a while, and his body began to sweat.

"What pose do you need me to pose?" Zhou Xing asked.

Lu Zheng sat on the work chair by the window, pointed to the soft bed opposite, and said, "Lie there."

Zhou Xing was as good as he was, and was about to lie down when he heard Lu Zheng say, "Take off your clothes, lie down."

Zhou Xing immediately frowned, but he didn't feel too angry. He asked, "You want to draw me naked?"

"Yes, I want to draw." Lu Zheng looked indifferent.

"Can you change it? Like I'm going to get a towel?"

"No."

Zhou Xing took a deep breath and said, "That won't work."

"Why not?" Lu Zheng took out a piece of drawing paper, pressed it on the drawing board, and began to stir the paint to adjust the color.

"I'm conservative."

"A conservative person will take the initiative to sleep with someone he has only met a few times?" Lu Zheng retorted.

Zhou Xing took a deep look at him, turned his head and left. Before he left the studio, he heard Lu Zheng say, "It doesn't matter if you don't cooperate. Anyway, your physical appearance is already in my brain."

"Lu Zheng, is it interesting for you to do this?" Zhou Xing turned his back to Lu Zheng, making his expression unclear.

Lu Zheng left the first marks on the paper with a paintbrush. He said, "I'm a shameless person, so of course I find it interesting."