You're a cannon fodder

13

Although the suggestion was made by Fang Zexi, he obviously still has some psychological barriers to bathing together.

Since he found out about his sexual orientation, he tried not to take a shower with others.When he was a student, there were basically no big bathhouses. Even if they went to the bathroom together in groups, each person had a cubicle. At the very least, the lower body was covered.

As for what to do when swimming, to be honest, Fang Zexi doesn't like swimming at all, and his level has been stuck in elementary school.

Xia Yang looked at Fang Zexi's hesitant little daughter-in-law, smiled contemptuously, then turned around and took off his clothes, leaving some leeway for the other party.

In terms of body, Xia Yang is quite confident.

He usually insists on exercising, playing tennis in cold weather and swimming in hot weather, and riding a bicycle for running every day, basically without interruption.

The muscles of the whole body are trained according to the guidance, well-proportioned, smooth, restrained but full of a sense of strength ready to go.

He felt that a half-otaku man wearing glasses like Zhu Yeqing must be ashamed of his poor figure, and he was shy and refused to take off his clothes, and he could tell by looking at his arms.

Um?What does Zhuyeqing's arm look like?

Finally there was a rustling sound from behind, Xia Yang turned around, the corners of his mouth were ready to smile, he was going to make fun of Fang Zexi, but when his eyes came into contact with Fang Zexi's strong and powerful arm, he couldn't help shouting He said: "Fuck!"

Fang Zexi has a gentle face with soft and regular features, but his eyebrows are thick and thick.Double eyelids, although the eyes are big, they are always hidden behind the glasses. When I take off the glasses because I can't see clearly, I will squint slightly, and I don't look very bright.The nose and lips are very ordinary, reserved, gentle, and elegant, giving people a sense of affinity that is easy to approach.It is also a round oval face. At first glance, the outline is not so delicate, not eye-catching, and it is easy to be lost in the crowd.

Moreover, he is very ordinary in his attire, POLO shirt and jeans, well-matched collocation, simple hairstyle, just a neat and energetic hair.Although the body proportions are not bad, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, they look featureless when restrained in the clothes.

If you make a TV series, Fang Zexi is either a silent shadow or a passerby who never focuses.

So Xia Yang didn't care about such an opponent, he just took a few glances, flirted with him casually, and then focused more on Ning Le.

But who is this guy with beautiful muscles in front of him?

He was bending over with his back to himself and took off his jeans with both hands. His waist was narrow and thin, and his lines were smooth. His slender and powerful legs were gradually exposed, and his buttocks wrapped in black underwear were tight and perfect.

Xia Yang felt that he must have time-traveled.

For a moment, he felt that the back in front of him was very sexy, so sexy that it made his throat tighten.Especially this round buttock...

Fang Ze listens

Hearing Xia Yang's swearing, he threw away the pants he had just taken off, and turned around suspiciously.

Grass!The pecs, the abs!

Solid, flawless and explosive.

The flame that he just ignited has not completely subsided, and there is still a slight bulge in his underwear.

Wipe, wipe, wipe!That size, by no means small.

Xia Yang turned around in frustration.

Fang Zexi smiled a little: "You still talk about me, don't you do the same."

After understanding what Fang Zexi was talking about, Xia Yang felt like he was going to explode.

Fuck!This is really different!

He stabilized his mind and said in a mocking tone: "Let me give you the bathtub, it's probably rare for you to enjoy a bath."

Then hurried into the cubicle of the shower room.

Fang Ze was embarrassed for a moment. Fortunately, he had done a long time of psychological training. It turns out that the bathroom in this hotel has partitions?

He took a closer look. In addition to the shower room, there was a separate compartment with a toilet.

It's a bit concealed, and they are all separated by dark brown frosted glass. The handle is still horizontal, and a towel is hung on it. Fang Zexi thought it was the wall of the bathroom, so he never noticed it.

Soaking in the bathtub that Ning Le soaked in just now, Fang Zexi was in a very good mood.

Xia Yang was not so comfortable, he opened the cold water valve to the maximum, gritted his teeth and drenched himself from head to toe.

After washing, Xia Yang said to the people outside the door: "Have you soaked enough, go find some clothes and put them on."

"What for?" Fang Zexi unwrapped the unopened new underwear provided by the hotel and put them on, tsk, it's still CK's.

"Oh, so Mr. Bamboo Stick likes to run naked?" There was a mocking voice from inside.

Fang Zexi thought for a while, couldn't help laughing, dried his body and went to the closet to find a bathrobe and put it on: "Come out, don't feel inferior if your figure is not as good as mine, I won't hit you."

Xia Yang came out naked and rummaged through the bamboo basket on the washstand.

"Where are the underwear?"

Fang Zexi smiled and lifted his bathrobe and pointed to his own.

The part wrapped by the flirty CK and the texture extending from under the underwear are tight, smooth and slender thighs.

Is this what bamboo sticks can do?Was he drunk or was he dazzled?

Xia Yang turned his eyes away with some collapse, and went back to the shower room. He held the changed underwear in disgust, hesitating whether to put it back on or not.

"Okay, look at your self-loathing look." Fang Zexi went out and took out a box from his bag, "It's new, it should be wearable by visual inspection."

"You even took you to the hotel!"

"smoothly."

Xia Yang was almost blown away by him, he endured and endured, and finally burst out a word: "Grass!"

The two returned to the bedroom, and Ning Le was sleeping with her hands spread out.

into one big character.Fang Zexi covered him with a quilt again and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

Xia Yang has been silently watching him do all this, feeling very emotional in his heart, if the bamboo stick does not reveal the nature of his poisonous tongue, he is indeed a very warm and meticulous person.

Just watching him do these things gives people the illusion of spring breeze.

"Let's go, I'll open another room for you." Xia Yang cut off the illusion, and said to Fang Zexi.

Fang Zexi didn't appreciate it, and said, "Then let you sneak back and sleep with Ning Le?"

Xia Yang didn't know what to say, how inconsistent is this person?His face was peaceful, but inside he didn't know what he was thinking, it was extremely dark.

"Could it be that you want to sleep on the sofa with me?" Xia Yang looked at the luxurious leather sofa in the living room, but...is it really too small? !

"The bed is huge."

"How dare you!" Xia Yang's face turned cold, even in a bathrobe, he still had a shocking aura.

However, Fang Zexi, the superior, sees too much. The bank fawns on them when business is booming, and they fawn on the bank when turnover is difficult. Feng Shui takes turns, it's no big deal.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, took out a spare quilt from the cabinet, and said calmly: "I'm making a bed here, Mr. Xia, you can go home or open another room, please."

President Xia?He recognizes himself?

Xia Yang frowned. Although he didn't regard his identity as a secret—otherwise he wouldn't take the initiative to let them come to his hotel for a party, he still felt that it was strange to be called that by a netizen.

Jan on the Internet is like another identity of him, he can pursue hobbies as he pleases, and of course he can meet the base, but he doesn't want netizens to treat him like the boss of a company.

Mostly friends with a little money.

He is just a post-80s generation, and he also likes to surf the Internet and play, not the kind of social entertainment, but to really relax.

Even if the bamboo stick is not his good friend, he would rather listen to him call himself a dick.

Although indecent, it sounds much more comfortable and relaxed than Mr. Xia.

While he was dazed, Fang Zexi had already spread the quilt, took off his bathrobe and got in.

Xia Yang looked at him, wailing in his heart.

Hit the floor, damn it!Hit the floor in a five-star hotel!and!How could he sleep naked on the floor bunk so calmly? !

But, put him and Ning Le in the same room?

Xia Yang tried his best to recall his youth, when he and his friends rolled over the sand and slept on bamboo boards, climbed over the ridge and fell over the cesspit...

My hotel is very clean, my hotel is hygienic, with thick carpet on the floor, vacuum cleaner every day.

He silently recited the mantra, took a deep breath, and made up his mind.

"How dare I, the host, let the guests make the floor by themselves, it's too impolite. Go to bed, and I'll make the floor with you.

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The author has something to say: The bamboo stick TUT has an aggressive figure!A lot of people don't like Ning Le, let's try to drive him out... Ning Le is actually very cute TUT...