King's return

The whole bathroom was filled with steam, and the vision was hazy.

"Lin Yanxiu..." Rong Jian's silver-rimmed glasses were immediately covered with a thick layer of mist, and when he took off the glasses in the next second, his whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant.

After Lin Yanxiu came out from the balcony of the reception, he felt very hot and uncomfortable. At first, he thought it was because the venue of the reception was too closed and the air conditioner was turned on.

Thinking of coming back to rest early, he took the car keys from Fang Tong and drove home. Unexpectedly, the wind blowing with the windows open all the way made it hotter and hotter.

Lin Yanxiu would not be so foolish as to think that it was because of his restless body and the urge to spurt out some evil fire.

"Damn Lu Ting!"

Lin Yanxiu gritted his teeth and drove wildly all the way. The alcohol in his stomach made his whole stomach feel like a raging fire was burning.

Fortunately, there was not a lot of medicine in that glass of red wine, and he only took a sip of it. As long as he went back and took a shower, it should be resolved.

When Lin Yanxiu passed a nightclub, he hesitated for a while, but still didn't go in - it was full of pungent and ambiguous hormonal smell, and he didn't want to go home with that smell.

When he stepped into the room, he was very glad that Rong Jian hadn't come back yet, his head was dizzy and he didn't have time to care about the tie and suit that he pulled off randomly...

The rain continued to flush in the bathroom.

Crystal drops of water rolled over his naked body. This slender and strong body was wrapped in a straight black suit all the year round. Behind him were milk-colored white tiles. Under the warm yellow light, it was almost white. Creates the illusion of transparency.

Lin Yanxiu's originally dark and sharp eyes seemed to be filled with mist at this moment, and even his lips were moist with water in the rapid exhalation.

The outline of the chest cavity highlights the delicate clavicle, and the graceful lines are tightened at the waist and abdomen.

Rong Jian stared at this point with wide eyes, and then couldn't help but continue to glance down.

On the opposite side, the man who was so sexy all over his body, his stiff hands even kept the movement of holding the high-spirited object between his thighs motionless.

Seeing Rong Jian's downcast gaze, Lin Yanxiu suddenly felt like he was being bombed out!

The sudden panic and tense nerves seemed to be broken in an instant, he only felt the heat rolling over his lower abdomen like an electric shock - he actually ejaculated - he was soothed naked to climax right in front of Rong Jian's eyes!

At this moment, Lin Yanxiu's mind was blank, as if he hadn't realized what happened just now, only a strong feeling made him pass out! ! !

However, Boss Lin still couldn't faint after all, not only that, he even woke up quickly, the shameful blush from his cheeks burned all the way to the tips of his toes.

"Who let you in?! Get out!"

Lin Yanxiu turned his back at the speed of light, wishing he could bury his whole head in the tiles, it didn't matter where, as long as that bastard Rong Jian couldn't see it.

"Bastard! Sex maniac! Old rascal! Pervert—!"

Rong Jian felt that he was wronged, why did he take it for granted when he looked at all of himself, and he was scolded bloody when he just looked at it carelessly?

In fact, he also wanted to say, Boss Lin, if you turn your back to him, wouldn't it be convenient for him to see all the back?However, Rong Jian was wise not to spit out the words that were likely to be silenced.

Rong Jian, who was pushed out by the atmosphere of intense hatred, had no choice but to lean on the glass door pitifully: "But I'm wet..."

"Bang dong—"

A sudden loud noise in the bathroom startled him.

"Lin Yanxiu, what's the matter with you?" Rong Jian slammed on the door, very worried that the people inside would not be able to think about it for a while, and they would grab the ground with their heads to show their innocence or something, then wouldn't he have committed a heinous crime!

Helplessly, there was no response, so Rong Jian could only continue to comfort him: "Well, Lin Yanxiu, actually I took off my glasses and didn't look too carefully..."

"We are all men, I understand that I need to vent occasionally..."

"Even if you are smaller than me, I won't laugh at you..."

The bathroom door swung open suddenly, and Boss Lin, who was wrapped in a bath towel, roared loudly in an instant: "Who the hell is younger than you?!"

Embarrassed by Rong Jian, he thought to himself that these words were powerful enough to save people who were on the verge of committing suicide.

Lin Yanxiu's cheeks were still flushed, just venting once made his voice a little hoarse and sexy, and it sounded even more provocative: "What are you wet——"

The words suddenly stopped, and only then did he see that Rong Jian was really drenched, the white cotton plaid shirt was tightly attached to his body, and he could even clearly see the body wrapped in a black vest inside.

Lin Yanxiu suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, hurriedly looked away, frowned and asked, "Did you fall into the swimming pool?"

"It's not that cat..." Only then did Rong Jian think of the culprit, and looked down: "Huh? Where's the milk?"

"What cat? What milk?"

The corners of Lin Yanxiu's mouth twitched as he watched Rong Jian's bare feet, wearing wet translucent clothes, walking around in his clean bedroom, Shui Shui's footprints stepped on one after another.

"Meow~"

Rong Jian finally caught sight of the little white cat. For some reason, it became interested in the glass door of another small study room in the room. Its small body arched and arched, and finally pushed the door open, but it just squeezed halfway in. His body was stuck, so he could only scream with tears in his eyes.

Before he had time to understand why his house suddenly had an extra cat, Lin Yanxiu was shocked to see that Rong Jian had pushed open the door that concealed the most important secret!

"Don't go in!!"

But it was too late to say this, Rong Jian had long been curious about everything here, and the moment he opened the door, he discovered Boss Lin's secret.

The things inside made him tremble slightly, and he stood at the door for a long time before turning back to look at Lin Yanxiu silently.

The latter pursed his lips tightly and looked at him silently, but quickly looked away as soon as he touched the other's dark eyes.

The fingers hanging by his side unconsciously clasped the snow-white bath towel. Lin Yanxiu's feet seemed to be nailed in place, like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced, and slowly fell silent in the silence that filled the room.

"Meow~" The little white cat had had enough fun, and timidly poked out half of its head from Rong Rong's feet. The cat's intuition told it that the tall man opposite looked very dangerous.

This soft call brought Rong Jian back to reality, he carefully closed the door, hesitantly said: "You..."

But as soon as he uttered a word, Lin Yanxiu, who was tortured to the point of nervousness, interrupted roughly: "Don't think too much, I don't like you!"

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

The blush spread from the tips of the ears to the base of the neck, and Lin Yanxiu wished to bite off his tongue like death.

Looking at the tense muscles all over his body, Rong Jian felt a little funny, but he couldn't laugh in the end, and said in a low voice, "You let me live in your house and taught me how to play games. You are so kind to me. Is it all because of this?"

Lin Yanxiu clasped his fingers tighter again, with the usual cold sarcasm still in his mouth: "I told you that you think too much, and the DVD and REP of your game are played because you need these materials as the spokesperson of the company's image. I keep those tank tops because I have occasional fan meetings so I can use them right away, and as for the picture of you on it—"

"Ah, so I still have my DVD and vest?" Rong Jian couldn't help but opened the door and took a closer look, "Actually, I only saw the photos..."

"...￥&%#" Lin Yanxiu had violent veins on his forehead, but he was powerless to say another word.

"Lin Yanxiu..." Rong Jian took a few steps closer, causing the other party to subconsciously take a step back.

"...What are you doing?" Boss Lin frowned and looked at him warily.

"I want to—" Rong Jian began to fiddle with the clothes on his body as he said.

Lin Yanxiu's heart beat violently, and he couldn't speak at all: "You, what do you want..."

Then Rong Jian said flatly: "I'll borrow your bathroom for a while, the shower head downstairs is broken."

Lin Yanxiu was silent for a moment: "Hurry up and get out!"

Rong Jian consciously attached a little pet, beckoning to the little white cat: "Come take a bath with milk."

Lin Yanxiu watched speechlessly as the cat stepped on his plush slippers, pressed a few dirty plum blossom marks with its paws, and then rushed into the bathroom quickly.

The frosted glass door was gently closed, and the printed figure was replaced by another person.

Lin Yanxiu took out the black silk pajamas from the closet and put them on. The night wind outside the window blew the curtains, and he sneezed suddenly.

The bedroom was quiet again, and the sound of rushing water in the bathroom could be clearly heard.

He leaned on the bed and opened his notebook to read the documents, but he couldn't read a word after staring at the screen helplessly for a long time, and his ears were filled with the sound of splashing water.

From the corner of the eye, Lin Yanxiu caught a glimpse of figures on the hazy glass door, and Lin Yanxiu regretted installing a glass door in the first place!

One person and one cat inside took a bath honestly.

Before the hot air receded, Rong Jian squatted naked on the ground and pressed milk to scrub its dirty cat paws, colorful soap bubbles floated around the room.

Rong Jian absently combed the short white hair of milk, but he couldn't help thinking about the scene in this small bathroom half a quarter of an hour ago.

In fact, he lied just now, and he saw everything in the small study or storage room.

But he didn't know how to face Lin Yanxiu like that, except to play dumb - or just pretend to be stupid.

"Meow woo woo!" The milk in his hand finally yelled several times overwhelmed, and it was only then that Rong Jian noticed that he almost strangled it by accident.

He smiled apologetically at the kitten with a sad face, and said in a low voice: "If only that guy was as honest as you, let me know whether it's sad or happy..."

"Meow?" The kitten tilted its head and blinked at him, then jumped up and began to shake its fur wildly, splashing water all over his body.

Rong Jian sighed, took a towel to wipe it clean, and said softly, "Milk, you have a home now, do you still want to return to the lonely life before?"

"I do not want…"

"But if I don't restore my memory, I won't be able to become the person he expects—the big star in the game industry, the company's cash cow, or maybe the object he admires and likes..."

"...I'm... just a shadow of that person."

"...Hey, dead cat, if you dare to sleep again, I will throw you out."

"Meow >_<!"

After finally both of them cleaned up, Milk started to jump around excitedly again, but Rong Jian suddenly found that he had no clothes to change except for his wet clothes.

So in desperation, Rong Jian had no choice but to follow Lin Yanxiu's example, wrapped himself in a towel and walked out.

Looking at the bed, he didn't expect that Boss Lin had already fallen asleep with his head tilted on the pillow.It was probably a whole day of socializing today, and all kinds of unexpected situations at home made him physically and mentally exhausted. He just lay down and thought about it for a while, and then fell asleep in a daze.

Rong Jian stood quietly by the bed and looked at him. The man's cheeks were still flushed, his forehead was disheveled, but his sleeping face was soft, less sharp than usual, and more intimate.

Such a rare gentleness made Rong Jian very useful, he leaned over and gently stroked his hair - just like brushing milk's short hair just now.

It wasn't until the sleeping man was provocatively rubbed against the pillow that Rong Jian smiled slightly before withdrawing his hand.

"Meow~"

The hem of the bath towel was bitten by the milk again and pulled wildly. Rong Jian sent it to drink milk, and made a simple nest for a while, then sneaked back to Lin Yanxiu's bedroom, and quietly climbed up to sleep together.

Light moonlight spilled in through the window.

Lin Yanxiu, who slept until midnight and got up in the middle of the night, opened his eyes bewilderedly, and suddenly found that a leg was pressing on him!

As soon as she turned her head, Rong Jian's magnified face came into view, so close that it almost touched his nose.

Lin Yanxiu couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, thinking to himself, could it be that he had held back for too long and started having sex dreams again?

About three seconds passed.

"Bastard Rong Jian! Who allowed you to sleep in my bed?!" The roar from the bedroom on the second floor almost woke up the milk downstairs, "meow" and continued to sleep with his head tilted.

Rong Jian, who woke up after being shoved, yawned and said slowly, "I'm being taken care of by you, right? Of course I should sleep together..."

Lin Yanxiu's face turned blue and red, and finally turned into a fresh tomato color, and he almost broke his voice angrily: "Who the hell is taking care of you?!!!"

Rong Jian felt a little cold, grabbed the quilt with his paws and lifted it up, and patiently explained: "You give me a place to live, feed me, and dress me, isn't it called nurturing?"

"Forget it..." Lin Yanxiu's face was full of black lines: "Even so, why don't you go to sleep in your own room?"

—and so close!

Thinking of sleeping with this guy for most of the night, Lin Yanxiu felt violent heart palpitations.

Rong Jian turned sideways and habitually curled up his body, lazily looked at him with half of his eyes open, and said as a matter of course: "Since it's a foster care, of course you should still sleep with me."

"Cough, cough, cough——" Lin Yanxiu choked on his saliva and nearly choked to death, and the blushing red began to enter the base of his neck again, "Who, who wants to sleep for you?! Bastard!"

But no matter how much he protested, the other party never responded—he had already fallen asleep wrapped in a quilt, and was still muttering in his sleep: "The quilt is cold over there..."

Lin Yanxiu was completely speechless, staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking silently, could he be reduced to warming the bed for this bastard...

He was in a daze when suddenly a long leg stretched out and pressed firmly on his thigh.

Boss Lin froze, and wanted to move away, but unexpectedly, the guy stuck even tighter when he moved a little.

In the middle of the night, Lin Yanxiu lay on his back in bed like a corpse, tears streaming down his face, did this guy do it on purpose? !

How can you sleep like this? !

He closed his eyes resentfully, and began to hypnotize himself with an ancient method—counting sheep.

There seemed to be bubbling fantasies floating overhead: the first sheep ran past...the second sheep ran past...the third sheep...the fourth Rongji...the fifth Rongji...

Lin Yanxiu closed his eyes and couldn't help but start to twitch. The sheep in his mind turned into an alpaca-shaped animal with Rong Jian's face, commonly known as a grass-mud horse.

The muddy horse Rong Jian jumped out one after another, bleating and running happily with his buttocks pouted...

Just as the black thread was twitching, Lin Yanxiu suddenly felt a pressure on his chest. It turned out that the bastard's arm was thrown sideways—the most damning thing was that his fingers just touched...touched...

A protruding point on the left chest suddenly became sensitive and hot under the docile black silk pajamas.

"...Damn it!" Boss Lin, who had been provoked one after another, finally went berserk, "Bastard Rong Jian! Get up for me! And let no one sleep on you!"

"It's so noisy..." Rong Jian's collar was pulled by him and he shook wildly. Finally, he frowned and opened his eyes, catching sight of Lin Yanxiu's dark complexion.

Before he could start roaring again, Rong Jian simply grabbed the back of Lin Yanxiu's head, pressed his whole body on it, and sealed his mouth in the simplest way.

"Well--"

With warm lips pressed against his lips, Rong Jian lazily closed his eyes, while Lin Yanxiu, who had silenced his voice in an instant, tried his best to widen his eyes.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but the bedroom was still quiet.

Lin Yanxiu felt that he was almost out of breath, but the bastard on his body remained in such a posture.

——To be exact, Rong Jian fell asleep.

He fell asleep…

Mouth to mouth, chest to chest... asleep.

How dare he just fall asleep like this! ! ! ! !

Boss Lin began to shout in his heart.