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Fang Mo pointed to his nose and said, "For me?"

Could it be for me?Fang Yiran was speechless, and it's hard to say that I really couldn't stand your nondescript outfit so I asked you to change clothes, so I had to say: "Didn't you lose your luggage? Change it."

"Oh." Fang Mo obediently agreed, and began to unbutton the buttons. Fang Yiran was stunned, this guy wouldn't just change his clothes in front of his face, would he?Although the men and women behind the runway did change clothes so directly and unabashedly, but now it's just him and him... He doesn't care, he also thinks about whether he wants to watch the strip show, even though Fang Mo is a handsome man of.

"You..." Fang Yiran couldn't help but want to remind him that there is still a living person here, pay attention to the influence, even though he is of the same sex...

Fang Mo turned his head to look at Fang Yiran, and looked at Fang Yiran suspiciously. He just took off his coat at this time, so that Fang Yiran could clearly see the shirt inside him, and because of this, Fang Yiran's face turned dark again. The clothes probably were not Women's clothes, women's clothes don't have such a big size for Fang Mo to wear, it's obviously a costume... I don't know which era of aristocratic clothes in Europe, not only the neckline, but also exaggerated fungus on the cuffs I really don't know where he got it from.

"Go take a shower first..." Fang Yiran covered his eyes with his hands, and said weakly, it was really horrible.

"Oh." Fang Mo went into the bathroom obediently, not at all disgusted by being ordered to take a bath, it seemed to be a matter of course...

Fang Yiran sighed, he didn't know how many times he sighed today, that Fang Mo is really a strange guy, really... so weak.

Fang Yiran lay lazily on the big bed and fiddled with the TV. Now in the middle of the night, many channels were broadcasting some pornographic programs. Those ambiguous moans made Fang Yiran speechless. Finally, he turned to a channel that was rebroadcasting the evening news and watched it.

Just when Fang Yiran was falling asleep, there was a knock on the door.

Who, come to disturb others at this time... It's not to sell some special services, Fang Yiran climbed out of bed to open the door, and when he opened it, it was Zhou Yan.

Fang Yiran looked at Zhou Yan strangely, what's the matter so late?Zhou Yan seemed to be embarrassed to bother Fang Yiran at such a late hour, he hesitated and said, "...Haven't you rested yet?"

Fang Yiran wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this, and thought: If I rested, I would have been woken up by you... But at least he took the initiative to come to him, and the anger of that day probably disappeared, although Fang Yiran did not have a cold war with Zhou Yan, It means to bet on who will bow his head first, but he can't embarrass him like this. Lovers don't have to do it, but friends can still do it. Anyway, they have neither rolled the sheets nor touched the layer of paper, so there is nothing embarrassing about it.

Fang Yiran said "hmm" and was about to speak, but Zhou Yan heard the movement in the bathroom. Obviously, someone was still in Fang Yiran's room. Then look at Fang Yiran's appearance in a bathrobe after taking a bath but still not sleeping. Is it self-evident what to do... Zhou Yan's face suddenly became ugly.

"It's okay, you go to bed early, I'm bothering you." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left.

Fang is also at a loss, what's going on?He came to him just to say this?It couldn't be that he came here to find himself or something—Fang Yiran suddenly thought of another possibility, but everyone shared a room with two people, didn't Zhou Yan know?Why did he come to the room to look for him? He couldn't ask his roommate to go out in the middle of the night, saying that the two of them had to do something, so let him go out for a walk... And why did Zhou Yan look so ugly when he heard that there were other people in his room... Isn't this a matter of course.

Fang Yiran closed the door in a daze, and after walking a few steps, he ran into Fang Mo who had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

"You..." Fang Yiran saw Fang Mo's appearance and immediately looked away, this guy just came out like this!I can't wear anything!She came out naked without even wiping off her body with nothing on!

Fang Yiran hurriedly took the bath towel that he threw aside just now and wrapped it around him. This man is actually a Martian!He is a gay who has come out publicly, okay? No one in this circle knows that he is also bisexual, and even fashion magazines published a special issue detailing the designs of these same-sex lovers. Teachers, as a well-known designer and a rare oriental person, Fang Yiran's name is impressive. What is the difference between being so naked in front of him and a woman stripping naked in front of a man? ?

"There are no bath towels in it..." Fang Mo seemed to be aggrieved.

Fang Yiran glared at him, and then realized that because of the posture of wrapping the towel around him, he was completely in an ambiguous posture around his waist, and the two of them were so close together that Fang Yiran could feel the underside of Fang Mo. object.

Holding his flexible waist in his hands, his eyes are filled with infinite springtime. From time to time, drops of water slide down from the honey-colored skin, and on the two beautiful pectoral muscles are delicate and tender nipples, as if they are tempting Fang Yiran to bite on them. In the same way, Fang Yiran coughed dryly, let go of him hurriedly, only feeling his throat was dry.

"Wipe off the water."

Fang Mo caught the towel that fell down, and just wiped his body carelessly in front of Fang Yiran, so that Fang Yiran didn't dare to look at him at all. This guy is really too nervous, and he is not afraid to pounce on himself...

Occasionally, Fang Yiran frowned when he glanced over, "Stop!" This guy actually put on trousers without wearing underwear... Although some models will not leave traces of underwear on their bodies to meet the needs of some shootings, they will He doesn't wear underwear, but most of them will choose to wear seamless underwear, so he doesn't feel uncomfortable with it.

Fang Yiran feebly took out a pair of underwear from his luggage and threw it to Fang Mo, "If you don't mind, wear this, I haven't worn it a few times."

"Oh." Fang Mo agreed with a good temper as always, took Fang Yiran's underwear and put it on.

This time Fang Yiran watched Fang Mo put on his clothes openly. He was really afraid that he would do something different from ordinary people, and people didn't mind him watching, and naked people didn't feel embarrassed. What a shame.

Looking at this, Fang Yiran couldn't help raising his eyebrows and sighing, he really deserves to be a model, aside from that face, his figure is first-class, wide shoulders, narrow waist, hips, thin legs, the figure is the most standard nine-headed body, like It is perfectly created according to the aesthetic proportions, especially a pair of long legs, slender and beautiful, without the cover of clothes, that kind of beauty impacts Fang Yiran's vision in an unmodified way.

Fang Yiran lay on the bed with his head propped up and watched Fang Mo put on his clothes, and when he saw him fighting with that tie, he couldn't help but smiled and waved to him, signaling him to come over.

Fang Mo walked to the bed, Fang Yiran knelt on the bed and tied the tie for him, then leaned back and stepped back a little to look at Fang Mo, he was indeed a model, a natural clothes hanger, wearing this clothes on him His temperament was set off, tall and tough, full of masculinity, unlike the clothes he wore himself, the funny effect completely destroyed Fang Mo's handsome temperament, and greatly weakened Fang Mo's handsomeness.

"Okay, handsome guy, you can wear this suit tomorrow, take it off and go to sleep." Fang Yiran whistled, and Fang Mo was very satisfied with his clothes, and at the same time he was also satisfied with his own eyesight, so he knew that this suit looked good on him , that's what makes sense.