Junior, do you want to fall in love?

Fang Baixiao's body froze, and the roots of his ears turned red quickly.

Open house?Is that what he understood?

"I don't want to sleep on the street..." Qi Simu continued to mutter.

Fang Baixiao heaved a sigh of relief.

Indeed, they need to open a room.

You can't sleep on the street.

"Help me get two rooms."

"Sorry, we only have the last room left here," said the front desk.

Fang Baixiao had a bad feeling, "What kind of room?"

"Single room."

"..."

Fang Baixiao glanced at Qi Simu who was lying on top of him.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"The bed in our single room here is very big." The front desk paused, then smiled, "Anyway, you two big men, it's okay to sleep on the same bed."

Fang Baixiao was taken aback.

That's right, he and Qi Simu are both men, so it's not strange to share the same bed.

Qi Simu wouldn't eat him again.

He dragged the man into the room, and as soon as he closed the door, the man on his body pushed him away and stumbled towards the bathroom.

"vomit……"

Qi Simu supported the sink with his hands, and vomited out all the things that were rolling in his stomach.

Then, he leaned against the wall, stretched his hand back, and just flipped the spray switch.

Fang Baixiao had never been able to understand why "wet body" would be "tempting".

Now he understands.

Qi Simu's face was flushed, and he looked at him innocently with blurred eyes, as if he didn't know why he was suddenly drenched in water.

Those wet eyes are really... tempting to commit crimes!

Fang Baixiao took a few deep breaths, stepped forward and turned off the shower, and then his eyes fell on Qi Simu.

Someone's clothes are soaked.

Although it's summer now, it's still a bit cold at night. He can't let people spend the night in wet clothes.

Fang Baixiao gritted his teeth, why is it so troublesome? !

Can't, can't you be quiet?

He closed his eyes, and touched Qi Simu's clothes tremblingly with his fingers.

However, Fang Baixiao took off a few clothes for nearly 10 minutes.

He swallowed hard, turned around and was about to walk out of the bathroom, when the drunk man appeared in front of him.

Qi Simu smiled maliciously: "Brother Fang is really angry."

"I'll help you."

**

Fang Baixiao didn't finish until Qi Simu almost lost consciousness in his hands.

The latter was reminiscing about the aftertaste, and he no longer had the time to think about how a drunk person's skills could be so good.

It's simply ecstasy.

Qi Simu looked at his palm, a smile flashed in his eyes.

The size is perfect, and the durability is also perfect!

ah!Where can I find such a perfect old attack!

He licked his lips.

As expected of the man he had his eyes on.