【ABO】Big Brother's Secret Lover

The simple European-style cypress wardrobe is opened outwards, and a faint smell of snow fir comes out. On the right side of the cabinet, there are men’s shirts of all colors, arranged in order from light to dark colors, and on the left side are the pajamas that Zhuo Yu said.

Just this pajamas...

It's not so much pajamas, it's better to say it is a nightgown directly.This is completely different from Shen Yichen's own pajamas, he only saw his father wear them a few times at home.There are no buttons on the robe, just put a herringbone collar on one left and one right, and tie it with a belt.

The sound of running water from the bathroom tickled his heart little by little in the silent night, itching like ants crawling across the skin.

The boy hesitated, looking at the nightgown in the closet with an embarrassed face.He stretched out his hand to touch the fabric, the cold and silky satin was very comfortable, and it felt very valuable to the touch.Just these colors, there is nothing normal.

Black, dark gray, dark red, dark green... It felt like it wasn't Zhuo Yu's wardrobe that was opened, but Dad's.

Shen Yichen, who was in a tangle, didn't notice that the sound of the water had stopped abruptly, and the man stepped out of the shower room with bare feet wrapped in a towel.He wiped his wet hair with one hand, and said in a hearty voice, "What's the matter? Don't you have pajamas you like?"

The young man came back to his senses and heard the reputation, his heart skipped a beat, only to feel a surge of heat in his brain soaring into the sky, he swallowed subconsciously.

The man's upper body was naked, and only a white bath towel was wrapped around his waist. A drop of water slipped from his wet bangs, along his chiseled cheeks and down to his collarbone. , moving towards the mermaid line inch by inch, submerged deep and invisible.

"Chenchen! Why do you have a nosebleed..." Zhuo Yu's originally gentle eyes suddenly panicked.

The boy subconsciously touched his nose, his fingertips were stained bright red, and a few drops fell on the collar of his shirt.

Shen Yichen blinked his blue eyes in disbelief, never expecting that he would have a nosebleed in front of Zhuo Yu who had just come out of the bath.

The man ran to the bedside and rang the bell, then took out a tissue and walked to the boy, raised his chin and wiped the blood carefully, and murmured, "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed..."

The man who had just taken a shower exuded a natural snow fir scent, and the warmth was transmitted to the young man's body bit by bit through skin contact. Shen Yichen closed his eyes tightly and let Zhuo Yu wipe him, his cheeks continued to heat up.

"Hey, breathe with your mouth first, and wait for Ander to come over." The broad palms let go of the boy's small face, Zhuo Yu pinched the boy's nose on both sides, and coaxed the boy gently.

After a while, the butler knocked on the door and appeared in the bedroom.

"Ander, Chenchen has a nosebleed suddenly, please help him take a look."

Perhaps even Zhuo Yu himself didn't notice his anxious tone, and he let go of his fingers angrily when he saw Ander put on white gloves and approached the boy.

"Young master, what an offense." After saying that, Ender grabbed the boy's cheek, put his fingertips on his eye sockets and said in a low voice, "Your eyes look up...well, look down..."

Afterwards, the housekeeper pinched Shen Yichen's nose and looked at it for a while, then let go of his hand and bowed back to Zhuo Yu, "Master, the young master is probably on fire."

"Get angry? How come, is it a problem with dinner?"

"It's also possible that the omega's physique is inherently weak and prone to anemia..."

"Hmm!—" Before An De finished, Shen Yichen beside him started to bleed again, and the dark red liquid dripped onto the white shirt, like blooming flaming roses.

"Chenchen!" Zhuo Yu looked nervous, and stretched out his arms to hug him, but the little guy stooped to avoid him.

Shen Yichen pinched his nose with blood on his hands and closed his eyes tightly, his voice sounded like it was rolling on sandpaper, "You, put your clothes on first..."

The man looked down at his outfit, only to find that the only bath towel left on his body slipped to the ground at some point.

He picked up the bath towel and shook it three times, calmly rewrapped it around his waist, then took out a nightgown from the open wardrobe and put it on.Zhuo Yu paused, and suddenly understood the reason for the little guy's nosebleed.

"Ender, go out." The corner of the man's mouth was slightly hooked, and the joy that could not be concealed was revealed in his tone.

The housekeeper also experienced a lot of secular storms, and instantly understood the meaning of the young master's words.He bowed slightly to Shen Yichen, "Young master, you need to rest well for nosebleeds, drink more hot water, and just tell us if you need anything."

"En." The young man responded in a young voice, and he slowly opened his eyes until he heard the crisp sound of closing the door.

Zhuo Yu in front of him was wearing a burgundy silk nightgown, the fabric perfectly fit the man's figure, he stood quietly in front of Shen Yichen without speaking, just staring at him affectionately with the corners of his mouth raised.

The little guy's scalp was numb from being stared at, and he walked towards the bathroom angrily.

Zhuo Yu's sexy and playful voice suddenly sounded from behind, sounding flirtatious, "Chenchen, are you fascinated by my figure, huh?"

"......narcissism!"

"You hesitated, and you didn't answer my question directly." Zhuo Yu's long legs blocked the boy's path, "Are you starting to like me?"

"Whoever likes you, I will never like you in my life!" The young man pinched his nose with one hand, his beautiful brows furrowed together, "Get out of the way, I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay, I'll bring you the pajamas." Zhuo Yu couldn't hold back his temper when he heard that the boy was about to take a bath.He diligently prepared to go to the closet to get a nightgown, but Shen Yichen refused.

"No, I can wear my own T-shirt."

"Your clothes have been washed, so you can wear...this one." Zhuo Yu picked out a dark gray nightgown and gestured to the young man.

"..." The young man was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Don't you have pajamas with buttons?"

The man frowned, glanced at the pajamas in the closet and lost himself in thought, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the shirt on the right side out of the corner of his eye, and thought badly.

If Chenchen wears this, it should be able to just cover it.

He coughed lightly to conceal his impetuousness, and pretended to calmly take out a pure white shirt from the closet, "I'll take you to buy it tomorrow, so let's just put on the shirt today and make it easy."

Shen Yichen dumbfoundedly took the white shirt handed over by the man, and placed it in front of him, making gestures, as if it could cover above his knees.He raised his head to meet Zhuo Yu's deep eyes, and suddenly felt a little awkward, "This shirt is expensive..."

"I have a bunch of these shirts." Zhuo Yu tilted his wet hair, and said lazily, "Go and wash it, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

The young man looked at Zhuo Yu who turned to go to bed and ignored him, and the worries in his heart eased a little.

Let's wash it first.