I heard you asked me to take a bath

From then on, whenever someone brags to Bai Yan that they want autographs from idols, Bai Yan can proudly say: When I want autographs from idols, I do so on the bed.

Luo He twitched the corner of his mouth: "Where to sign?"

Bai Yan thought for a while, then blushed and said, "Sign me in my pajamas."

"It's really a special hobby." Luo He actually signed his pajamas while speaking.

Looking at the flamboyant signature on his chest, Bai Yan showed a foolish smile.

Luo He asked unwillingly: "Aside from signing, don't you want anything else?"

"Other?"

"For example, is there anything you want to do with me, or with my body?"

"..." Bai Yan thought for a moment, "Teacher... can I..."

"Hmm, what?"

"Can I see your drawing?"

"..."

"The illustrations of Hyakki Yakyou that you published on "Jiangpu Anime Weekly" in February 2014 has always been a masterpiece in my mind. Do I have the honor to take a look at the original manuscript?"

"..." Looking at Bai Yan's big piercing eyes full of anticipation, Luo He felt his temples throbbing.

So, on this peaceful night, the two of them were on the same bed, covered with quilts, holding a notebook - looking at the drawing...

Luo He's heart: I took off my pants and you told me that you just want to see my painting?

"Wow, ah, ah, teacher, you are so amazing, I want to dedicate my knees to you for the rest of my life!!"

"Xiaobai, I'll give you another chance. Think about it carefully, and you can ask me one more request." Luo He gritted his molars and said, "It must not be the same as what I mentioned before."

"...It can't be the same..." Bai Yan was under a lot of pressure from Luo He's eyes that hated iron and steel—what's going on, what exactly does the teacher want me to ask?I really can't figure it out...

After a long time, Bai Yan suddenly said excitedly: "Teacher, can I..."

"Hmm, what?"

"Can I have a look at the original manuscript of the city miniature that you published in "Shounen Anime Weekly" in July 2015? The architectural drawing in that illustration is amazing. When I saw it at the time, I was so shocked that I got goosebumps! !"

"..." Luo He took a deep breath, "No."

"Eh?"

He held Bai Yan's face in his hands, let his eyes focus on him, and frowned and said, "Can you make some meaningful requests? I am your idol, and I can't help you now." In front of you, you don't want to push me down to do something?!"

Bai Yan's face was squeezed so that his mouth was pouted, and he said inarticulately: "Old Shu...Ke Su, I don't want to knock Li down...and..." You have such great strength, how can you tell that you have no hands? The power to bind the chicken? ?

Luo He pointed to his proud chest muscles: "If you think about it carefully, you don't have any thoughts about me, this body?"

Bai Yan wanted to cry without tears—help, why does my idol force me to see his body?

After a long time, Luo He let go of him depressedly: "Forget it, go to sleep."

Bai Yan felt relieved: "Good night, teacher!"

"..."

10 minute later.

Bai Yan: "Teacher, I thought of another one. Can I read the serialized one you serialized on Comic Online in 2011..."

"To shut up."

"……Oh."

The master bedroom was quiet, but the guest room was still brightly lit.

Song Yang came in after taking a shower, Lu Xian hurriedly pulled the quilt over his head and pretended to be asleep.

Song Yang climbed onto the bed and poked him, but there was no response, so he waited for a while, "I know you're not asleep."

Lu Xian: Oh, you know what the hell.

"Really." There were two quilts on the bed, Song Yang picked up another bed and covered himself, "Your breathing rate is different when you are asleep and when you are not asleep."

Lu Xian: ...

"Guess why I can tell the difference?" Song Yang supported his head with one hand, lay on his side and looked at the back of Lu Xian's head, "Every time you used to accompany me on a thunderstorm day, you couldn't bear it and fell asleep first at the end. I can't sleep, I keep my eyes open until dawn, and when I'm bored, I count your breaths to pass the time."

"..."

"When you are asleep, your breathing is very steady and light. Of course, when you have a lot of classes during the day, you are tired, and you will snore very softly at night. Your snoring sound is very cute, a bit like a small animal."

Lu Xian finally couldn't pretend anymore, he opened his eyes: "Song Yang, what do you want to do?"

Song Yang stared straight at him with dark eyes, "Over the years, I should be the person who knows you best, but recently I found that I don't know enough. I don't even know when you fell in love."

"Song Yang, don't tell me, just understand me. You may not be as good as Luo He."

Song Yang raised his eyebrows: "What nonsense are you talking about, it's impossible."

"Believe it or not." Lu Xian muttered in a low voice.

At least, Luo He knows that I like you, but you don't.

If it wasn't for liking you, I wouldn't sleep with you every thunderstorm.

If it wasn't for liking you, I wouldn't rush to the bar to pick you up when you're drunk.

If it wasn't for liking you, why didn't I fall in love for so many years?

I'm afraid you know, and I'm afraid you don't know.

Of course, the worst thing to fear is that you know but pretend not to know.

Lu Xian tightened his grip on the quilt and remained silent.

"What kind of person is the other party?"

"Huh? Who are you talking about?"

"The person you kissed for the first time." Song Yang said, "You only sent your first kiss last month, and you forgot about him this month? How heartless."

"Hey, when it comes to fickleness, I really dare not compare with you."

"Xiaoxian, I always thought that when you were in love, you would at least bring people to me and let me check them out, because not everyone is worthy of you." Song Yang said seriously.

Lu Xian's chest froze suddenly, and he was stunned for several seconds before he managed to keep his tone steady, "I don't need to bother you about what kind of partner I'm looking for, you'd better spend more time choosing the ones who added you on WeChat recently. Beauty, don’t be the same as the previous few times, when you see richer people turn around and run away with them, you can’t tell if the other party is with you because of your money when you make friends.”

"I don't care about this." Song Yang lay on his back instead, with his hands under his head, and Erlang crossed his legs comfortably, "It doesn't matter whether those people approach me for money or not."

"why?"

"People who are not important, I will not spend my energy studying them."

……

unimportant person?

Lu Xian pondered these words over and over in his heart.

"If Xiaoxian approached me because of money, I would probably be very sad."

For a moment, Lu Xian couldn't tell the truth from what he said.

This person always likes to joke, and if he jokes too much, the truth becomes unbelievable.

After a long time, he replied, "You are the one who plays more."

Hearing what he said, Song Yang's expression froze for a moment, and he smiled: "You bastard, why do you have thorns all over your body?"

"I do not have……"

"When I think about you falling in love quietly, I always feel panicked, as if... a cabbage that has been raised for a long time has been kicked by a pig."

"What a broken metaphor."

"What kind of person is she?"

"what?"

"Just the guy who took your first kiss away, what kind of person is he?"

"It's not easy to describe." Lu Xian didn't expect him to be obsessed with the first kiss, as if he was forced into a dead end.

"There's nothing hard to describe." Song Yang snapped his fingers, "There are only a few words to describe a girl, beautiful, elegant, cute, and sexy." He glanced up and down at Lu Xian, "But look at you, sexy It shouldn't be able to hold, probably the type of little sister next door."

"No, don't guess." Lu Xian was very guilty when he asked him.

"That's it, if you use one word to describe it, which one would you use?"

Lu Xian felt that if he didn't answer this question all the time, he would definitely have lost his game, so he had no choice but to work hard to organize words to describe the guy who took his first kiss away.

"Hmm... strong."

"Strong?"

"Yes." Lu Xian raised his heart in his throat.

"..." Song Yang seemed to be silent for a long time, but in the end he still said in a natural tone, "This adjective is quite new, you can bring your partner over for me to have a look at another day."

But where is he going to conjure an object?

"Hey, what's in it... I-I'll show you it when I have a chance in the future..."

"Really?"

"……real……"

Song Yang sighed invisibly.

There is one thing that Lu Xian didn't lie to him, that is, his first kiss was really sent last month.

At noon that day, he and Bai Yan got off work and went to the noodle restaurant behind the studio for lunch.

As soon as the food was ordered, I received a call from Song Yang.

When he picked it up, the other party was not Song Yang's voice. It took him a long time to figure out that it was the waiter at the [Night Color] bar.

Young Master Song went to their bar in a bad mood early in the morning. It was closed in the morning, but Song Yang was a regular customer there, so he couldn't afford to offend him. The manager on duty had to let him go in and get drunk.

Hearing this, Lu Xian didn't care to think about why the waiter would call him, so he went directly to the bar.

In fact, when I thought about it later, how did the waiter know to call him?

It's not because he is the first speed dial key on Song Yang's phone.

Of course, Lu Xian at that time didn't dare to think of this level at all.

Most of the "unrequited love tragedies" in this world are caused by two reasons, one is to think too much, and the other is not to dare to think.

Lu Xian may belong to the second type.

This time, Song Yang drank so much that he couldn't move Ladu, so Lu Xian was forced to sit by the side to accompany him. In the evening, Song Yang couldn't drink anymore, so Lu Xian had no choice but to call Luo He for help.

Luo He was quick to do things, and when he came, he poured a bottle of ice wine on Song Yang's head, which made Song Yang sober.

Although the method was a bit cruel, Lu Xian swallowed his saliva and thought: Well done.

He has always thought that he likes Song Yang. Only God knows and I know, so he never thought that Luo He would notice when he said he remembered Song Yang's birthday when he pressed the password.

Because it was so easy for him.

Song Yang's birthday, blood type, height, weight, he is familiar with it by heart, even more familiar than the formula of high mathematics.

That night Luo He went back first and asked him to stay and take care of Song Yang.

But he was not at all happy.

Knowing that Song Yang got drunk this time because of his ex-girlfriend, he really wanted to let this guy die drunk at home.

However, later, upholding the basic conscience of human beings, he still helped him take off his shoes, loosen his tie, and settled down on the bed.

After doing all of this, Lu Xian moved a small bench and sat beside him, resting his chin and looking at the sleeping face of this person—hmm...it's quite harmless to humans and animals when he's asleep.

He thought for a while, and moved closer: Hey, for the sake of my hard work, it's not too much to ask for a little labor fee, right?If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement.

Emboldened with courage, he leaned down and pressed his lips gently against Song Yang's.

In fact, Lu Xian really didn't intend to do anything, he just wanted to touch her lightly and leave.

But who knows!

Who the hell knows!

Song Yang opened his eyes at this time!

Lu Xian was so frightened that his heart stopped suddenly.

He froze his body, whether he was advancing or retreating, he even thought about cutting Song Yang with a knife and knocking him unconscious.

However, when his heart was turbulent, Song Yang first showed a confused expression, obviously not yet sober from the drunkenness, and then, after a pause for a few seconds, he took the initiative to lean forward, and his lips stuck together even tighter .

Lu Xian only felt dizzy for a while, and hurried to push away, but Song Yang clasped the back of his head with one hand, opened his mouth, and sucked his entire lips.

Luxian: Σ(°△°|||)?

No no no Young Master Song, you made a mistake, I'm not your ex-girlfriend! !

He wanted to yell out this sentence, but the only sound he could really make was—"Hmm!"

Song Yang sucked his lips for a while, satisfied with his taste, so he backed away a little, Lu Xian thought it was over, but the next second, Song Yang pinched his chin with the other hand, thumb Rubbing his lower lip, his tongue poked in, prying open his teeth with ease, and a wet, French kiss...

Lu Xian: This, this... what the hell is going on! ! ! ! !

He had never experienced such an intense questioning before. Mixed with the smell of alcohol, he felt his scalp was numb, his world was spinning, and he was starting to feel a little drunk.

He didn't know how long the kiss lasted. In short, when Song Yang let go of him, he fell to the ground. Because he was overly frightened, he pointed at the unconscious Song Yang tremblingly for a long time. ,"you you you……"

You have been talking for a long time, but you can't say a complete sentence.

That's right, what right does he have to be excited? Song Yang kissed his ex-girlfriend, not himself.

Moreover, he was the one who risked his life to secretly kiss Song Yang...

At this moment, he deeply realized what it means that if you don't do anything, you won't die.

In the end, even when he got out of the bedroom, he was rolling and crawling... Well, because his feet were soft, he couldn't walk at all.

When he went to work the next day, he hid what happened that night well. Luo He didn't see it, and it was even more impossible for Song Yang to see it.

What he didn't know was that not long after he escaped, Song Yang sat drunkenly on the bed and stroked his lips: "...Xiao Xian?"