Frank and strict

He moved his hands away from Yang Juan's waist indiscriminately, and adjusted the water temperature back over him.Although it is still the season to swim in the water, He Lang has no doubt that Yang Juan's body immunity is obviously not as good as his own.

Yang Juan didn't touch the water temperature any more, but turned around with puzzled eyes and asked, "Old?"

He Lang was silent for two seconds, then answered in a delicate tone: "The fourth child is still waiting outside, it's too slow for two people to wash together, let's wash separately."

Yang Juan nodded without doubting him, and was about to turn around from him, but suddenly froze in place.

He Lang was also stunned, and both of them noticed the abnormality at the same time.

His flag, which hadn't been lowered completely, now tended to rise gradually as the temperature of his body changed, and it just happened to be on Yang Juan's side waist.

This is completely different from the feeling of being held back in the swimming pool. Even through the fabric of the swimming trunks, Yang Juan can clearly receive the constant hotness from his waist, as well as the hardness that is a bit harsh to the touch.

A more likely guess appeared in his mind, and he blushed instantly. After hesitating for a second, he looked down with some uncertainty.After just one glance, he raised his eyes in a panic and quickly, looking at He Lang flickeringly, his lips moved invisibly.

The latter had already calmed down in the shortest possible time, and at the same time had prepared various drafts of explanations in his stomach, just waiting for Yang Juan to ask himself.

He thought so in his heart, but watched Yang Juan struggle for several times, and finally closed his mouth tightly before he could speak.

Losing the patience to wait any longer, He Lang took the initiative to explain: "I haven't done it for a long time recently, and it's been a while."

Yang Juan spoke at the same time as him, obviously in a tone that was too shy to speak, but with obvious concern: "Will such tight swimming trunks make it uncomfortable?"

He Lang fell into a long silence.

Realizing belatedly that he might have offended his personal issues, Yang Juan changed the topic a little at a loss, obviously stuttering from nervousness, but still trying to express his empathy: "I , I can understand, men and boys will have this situation, it is normal."

Hearing this, He Lang's heart was filled with mixed emotions, and he looked straight at Yang Juan with his dark eyes, trying to tell from his face whether he was playing stupid for his own sake, or really stupid.

Yang Juan was so stared at by him that he didn't dare to show his anger, and the nervous expression on his face was no less than that, as if the person who was caught on the spot was not He Lang, but himself.

It seems really stupid, He Lang came to this conclusion in his heart.But at least, he didn't reject his own physical reaction.This made his anticipation, which was dashed by cold water, float up from the bottom of his heart just around the corner.

He put on a displeased expression, and his tone was slightly dangerous: "You mean, I reacted when you and I took a shower, is it a normal thing for men?"

Yang Juan was stunned for a moment.Obviously there is nothing wrong with what he said, but I don't know why when it came to He Lang's mouth, it gradually became strange.

What he actually wanted to express was that for a straight man like He Lang, it was a perfectly normal situation.And he had heard in the past that some roommates in the dormitory who had a good relationship would even watch movies together and help each other out.

Although it was just hearsay, he thought so in his heart and said it out of his mouth.

The air was gradually filled with the sourness pouring out, He Lang turned Yang Juan's body around without any explanation, let his flag stick firmly in front of Yang Juan, lowered his head and bit the accent, and asked slowly , "Have you done this with your college roommate too? Which roommate is it?" He paused, feeling overwhelmed, "Is it the one who let me go to eat with him last time, or the tall and handsome one? "

Yang Juan was completely unable to ignore the abnormality in front of his stomach and answer his question seriously.His face was burning hot but he didn't dare to look down, he tried to move his steps back, and when the other party noticed it, he stretched out his hand and pulled him back.

"What are you hiding from?" A bad premonition rose in He Lang's heart. Before he could say anything, his face had already turned dark, and the veins on his forehead were pulsating faintly.He paused every word, with a strong sense of gnashing his teeth, "Could it be both?"

Yang Juan was so frightened that he shook his head hurriedly and denied: "No, I have never done this kind of thing with anyone."

"Really?" He Lang asked.

"Really, I can guarantee it." Yang Juan replied honestly.

He Lang's face softened slightly, and he observed the expression on his face calmly.After making sure that his expression was natural and that there was no trace of lying, he was relieved, and then asked inexplicably, "Have you ever showered with them?"

Yang Juan said, "It hasn't been washed."

"Since I haven't washed it before," He Lang showed a half-smile expression on his face, "Do you still think my condition is normal?"

Yang Juan couldn't distinguish the meaning of his words, and finally insisted on his own statement in a low voice: "Normal."

He Lang's expression froze slightly, holding his stomach full of suffocation, and unhappily chasing after the old account just now, "Didn't you ask me if my swimming trunks are tight?" He raised his arms and supported the wall behind Yang Juan, He tightly surrounded him in front of him, "I feel very uncomfortable," He Lang's voice gradually turned low and hoarse, a little wicked, and looked down at him with a bit of hatred, "How about you Take it off for me?"

Yang Juan's face began to heat up, and the heat rushed from his neck to the top of his head, and even had a tendency to spread toward his chest.He flicked his fingertips lightly as if frightened, then frantically grabbed the seam of his swimming trunks and curled up forcefully and awkwardly.

After a moment of silence, he pursed his lips, stretched out his hand without saying a word with a blushing face, and gently hooked the bottom of He Lang's swimming trunks.

He Lang was stunned.

He expected that Yang Juan's ear would be soft and easy to speak, but he didn't expect that the other party could be so soft.All the things he did from now on were not just out of enthusiasm to tease Yang Juan, but he still wanted to test the other party's inner thoughts.

Whenever Yang Juan showed any resistance or discomfort, he would stop immediately.But Yang Juan didn't, he seemed to respond to his request, no matter how shocking the request he made.

"Are you responsive to others in this way?" He Lang's heart was hot and hot, he grabbed his hand and asked in a low voice, frowning.

Yang Juan paused for a moment, as if he was a little ashamed to reply.

He Lang couldn't wait for a long time, so he simply changed the way of asking: "If the person who asked you to do this is the fourth child, would you still do it?"

Yang Juan's eyes widened suddenly, although the redness on his face did not subside, he still shook his head quickly.

A slight joy filled He Lang's heart, his eyes were fixed on his face, and finally he asked in a deep voice: "Are you doing this to make up for me?"

This time, Yang Juan didn't shake his head or nod, but chose to respond with silence and evasion.He even subconsciously avoided He Lang's scrutiny, and lowered his gaze to the ground where the water was constantly flowing.

He suddenly felt that he was a bit despicable, and he had always appeared in front of He Lang with the high-sounding excuse of making up for the other party.While deceiving He Lang, he was also deceiving himself.

Although I no longer have those unrealistic thoughts in my heart, I don't expect the other party to respond to my feelings, and I even worry that my thoughts will be noticed by others, which will bring big and small troubles to He Lang.But he still wants to get closer to each other uncontrollably.

At this moment, when He Lang exposed the lie, he lowered his head in shame, not intending to make any excuses for his actions.

Without his answer, He Lang's heart sank slowly.He held Yang Juan's chin, forcibly raised his face, and asked with the last bit of unwillingness and uncertainty in his heart: "Is that so?"

Even though he was very depressed, Yang Juan still chose to confess to him: "No."

He Lang's grip on his wrist suddenly tightened, and deep joy gushed out from the bottom of his heart.In addition to shortness of breath and aggravation, Yue Chang's mood and discomfort under him seemed to have reached the extreme, and his endurance had also reached the limit.

Although he had already got the answer he wanted, it was obvious that neither the place nor the timing was suitable for talking to Yang Juan at this time.He grabbed the bag on the shelf and stuffed it into Yang Juan's arms, opened the door without any explanation and pushed the person out, "You go to the next door to wash."

The next second, the door of the compartment in front of him was slammed shut, and there was the rustling sound of He Lang taking off his swimming trunks.

Guessing roughly what the other party was going to do, Yang Juan walked towards the next door with a hot face, only then realized that no one knew when it would start, everyone in the wash room had already left, only the two of them were left.

He quickly found an empty cubicle and went in. After taking a shower, he changed into clothes and trousers and came out. In the cubicle where He Lang was at the end, there was a steady stream of water sounds, mixed with He Lang's clear and heavy breathing.

Yang Juan stopped walking towards the cubicle, knowing that this kind of venting was too private, he turned his head and was about to leave lightly.

The people inside seemed to have heard the movement, and they called out through the door in a low and hoarse voice: "Little sheep?"

Yang Juan paused, and softly opened his mouth to answer, "It's me."

After a short silence, He Lang asked aloud, "Is there anyone else outside?"

"No more." Yang Juan told the truth, his voice was cramped and embarrassed, "I'll wait for you in the rest area."

"Wait a minute." He Lang called him abruptly, breathing heavily, "Stand outside the door and wait."

Yang Juan closed his mouth with a red face, but he didn't leave again.He Lang's rapid and deep breathing sounded in his ears, and Yang Juan's face became hotter and hotter. He tried his best not to make any movement, so as not to interfere with what the other party was doing in the cubicle.

I don't know how long I stood there, but He Lang's side still hasn't finished.He raised his legs quietly, wanting to move on the spot.Unexpectedly, the raised leg hit the bottom of the bag, making a moderate sound.

The people in the cubicle took a breath, and Yang Juan also froze on the spot, holding his breath involuntarily.

He Lang's voice came from the door, a little irritable: "Little Yang, say something."

Yang Juan's mind went blank, he opened his mouth in vain, but no sound came out.He was a little at a loss and asked, "Say what?"

"Anything is fine." He Lang replied quickly, and at the end, he added hastily as if he couldn't wait, "Forget it, I'll ask you to answer."

Yang Juan said dryly, "Okay."

He Lang's body in the cubicle was slightly stagnant, and he suddenly felt something in his hand.He quickened the movements in his hands, panted and asked, "What time is it?"

Yang Juan reported the exact time to him.

He Lang asked again: "Is your hair naturally curly?"

Yang Juan said: "Yes."

He Lang then asked, "Do you prefer cats or dogs?"

Yang Juan said, "I like them all."

He Lang in the cubicle still felt uncomfortable, frowned sullenly, and asked in another way: "Little Yang, next time I will teach you how to swim, okay?"

Yang Juan replied obediently: "Okay."

Supporting the wall, He Lang slowly raised his sweaty face, "In exchange, can you buy me breakfast?"

Yang Juan said, "Okay."

He Lang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Send it to my dormitory, okay?"

Yang Juan said, "Okay."

The frequency in He Lang's hand increased, and his tense back arched unconsciously, "Wake me up tomorrow, okay?"

Yang Juan said, "Okay."

He Lang's mind began to empty, and he was only short of the last kick. He closed his eyes and panted wildly, "Little Yang, will you fall in love with me?"

Yang Juan answered reflexively, "Okay."

He Lang hummed in a low voice, and his tense shoulders suddenly relaxed.

Yang Juan came back to his senses, and stood outside the door in a daze without making a sound.

After a while, He Lang's lazy and hoarse voice rang happily through the door: "My wife."

Yang Juan still didn't speak, blushed for a while, and blinked his eyes.