who's chrysanthemum

Covered with moisture, Lan Yichen and Can Jian were led into a guest room by the clever doorman.

The window was still being scratched, and the little boy backed out silently, closing the door.

Lan Yichen let go of Can Jian's arm, and only now did he feel the wet clothes sticking to his body, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable and cold.

Shivering coldly, he took out dry clothes from the bundle hanging on the hilt of the broken sword.

Pale fingers slowly untied the belt, Lan Yichen's head hurt a little, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

When he was half undressed and felt the hot gaze, he finally realized that something was wrong.

Can Jian!

Can Jian was still there, but he undressed in front of Can Jian, oh my god!

Almost instantly, Lan Yichen's pale face was blushed, and he said in a thin voice:

"Jian, don't you want to change your clothes?"

Can Jian, who was fascinated by it, didn't expect him to ask such a question, he was stunned for a while and said:

"My clothes have already been dried with internal force."

Lan Yichen pursed his lips, no wonder Can Jian's arm hugged him so warmly just now:

"Then...then...you go to the door first, look outside and don't look back..."

Although he and Can Jian can be considered to be in love with each other, but...

However, it would be very awkward for Can Jian to watch him change clothes.

"why?"

Can Jian's dark eyes lingered on the exposed white and tender skin, his pupils were extremely bright, the skin he loves looks soft and smooth, like fine silk, I don't know what it will look like if you touch it...

These days, as soon as they were on their way, Lan Yichen nestled in his arms. The one he loved was held in his arms, but he couldn't do anything. For him, it was a test of self-control, which made him infinitely happy and painful. with.

So at this time, even though he could vaguely hear the meaning of Lan Yichen's words, he still didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to look away.

The blush on Lan Yichen's face spread to the base of his white and tender ears, and he uncomfortably gathered his half-undressed clothes.

Can Jian's gaze was too hot, like the day they met again, he was so hot that his mind was unsteady, his whole body was hot, and he still had an urge to run away.

But the question of Can Jian made him quite unhappy, why?

Could it be that Can Jian really didn't know why?

"I want to change clothes, you, don't you think it's immoral to stare at people changing clothes?"

Can Jian looked very honest and innocent, and slowly shook his head, expressing clearly that he didn't know.

But if you look closely, it's not difficult to find that deep in his deep eyes, there are bright flames burning, and traces of wicked smiles.

It was very different from his cold face and indifferent temperament.

In fact, during this reunion, Lan Yichen found that Can Jian had changed a lot.

For example, Can Jian used to say three-character formulas every day, and he looked indifferent every time, said very little, and rarely took the initiative to talk to people.

But now Can Jian, compared to before, has a little more tenderness and a little more popularity. Whenever he chats with him, he will say a bunch of things, appearing gentle and understanding.

However, such a broken sword always gave him a feeling like Xiahou, with a needle hidden in the cotton.

To be honest, Lan Yichen misses that cruel-looking Canjian a little bit.

Thinking about it, feeling a little angry, Lan Yichen pulled up his clothes:

"Then I won't change it."

Anyway, I'm about to die, and I'm not afraid of getting sick again.

Can Jian's eyes darkened, and he was slightly angry, and his voice suddenly increased:

"You can't change it, do you change it yourself or do you want me to change it?"

Lan Yichen was taken aback by his attitude, the blank fear of dying, and the uncomfortable feeling of cold on his body made Lan Yichen feel a little wronged, but now he was threatened by Can Jian loudly, and his temper suddenly came up up:

"It's my clothes that are wet. It's none of your business whether you want to change them or not."

If in the past, Lan Yichen's words would have hurt Can Jian, but now, Can Jian knows that Lan Yichen likes him.

So in terms of mentality, he was not as suspicious as before, thinking that Lan Yichen hated him, pushed him away, and became a little presumptuous. However, he still couldn't see that Lan Yichen was unhappy, so he couldn't help softening his tone:

"Your health is not good. If you don't change your clothes, you may get sick again."

Lan Yichen opened his lips to refute, but he couldn't refute, because Can Jian cared about him and cared about him.

But in his current situation, the more Can Jian cares about him, the more uncomfortable he feels, the more Can Jian treats him well, the more reluctant he is to leave, and the more he wants to survive.

But the reality was so cruel, it made his heart feel like a knife, and he fell into emptiness and despair.

His eyes were a little hot, Lan Yichen couldn't restrain himself, he rushed to Can Jian quickly, buried his face in Can Jian's arms, his slender arms tightly wrapped around Can Jian's waist.

He seems to have become fragile, since he gave Xuanyuan the 'Xuanling Ice Star Grass', since he just stepped into this manor, since he handed over the last 'Xuanling Ice Star Grass'.

His heart was suddenly fragile, as if it would break immediately if touched.

Closing his eyes, forcing back the tears, he rubbed his head against Can Jian's arms, it was so warm, he still couldn't bear to leave such a warm embrace!

These temperatures penetrated through the skin and penetrated into the bones and blood. Like a net, it slowly shrank from the limbs to the heart, wrapping around his whole body and heart.

"Sword... sword..."

He kept calling his name, because he was the only one here at this time, Lan Yichen was trying so hard to hope that the person he loved would be in front of his eyes and in his eyes at the last moment of his life.

Can Jian's hand also hugged him spontaneously.

He also longed for the person in his arms to live in his arms forever and ever.

However, looking at Lan Yichen's half-naked appearance just now made his blood boil, but now the person he misses has taken the initiative to throw himself into his arms, it is really hard for him to control himself.

Although it was hard to control himself, even though he was reluctant, he still gently pushed Lan Yichen away.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that the time and place are wrong, not to mention, he doesn't want to hurt Lan Yichen.

When Lan Yichen was mentally fragile, Can Jian pushed him away, allowing the cold wind to invade him, and the coldness also penetrated into the marrow of his bones.

He looked at Can Jian angrily:

"It's so cold, why push me away."

Can Jian's handsome face turned red in the dark room, he turned his head in embarrassment, avoiding Lan Yichen's twinkling eyes:

"Change when it's cold, and I'll wait for you at the door."

Such a broken sword made Lan Yichen suddenly think of something.

It was many years ago, the day Can Jian kissed him for the first time——

It seemed to be an afternoon too, he was sitting on the bed a little provocatively, Can Jian stared blankly at him, and he teased and teased Can Jian fiercely.

Thinking about it now, I still find it interesting, Lan Yichen's pink lips couldn't help but bend.

Can Jian, in some respects, did not seem to have changed.

Seeing Can Jian standing obediently at the door, with his back to him, looking very polite and gentlemanly, Lan Yichen began to undress, looking at Can Jian with almost calculating eyes while taking off.

He wanted to get him, to get Canjian.

In his less than ten days of life, he has not many things, only a handful of them.

He wanted this man who loved him, and he loved him too.

It was originally a slight wisp of consciousness, but following his thoughts, ripples slowly formed, layer after layer, continuously expanding, expanding and expanding.

That kind of desire even made him forget where he was and when...

It's like a cat's paw, constantly teasing in my heart, getting more and more itchy, more and more itchy...

Can Jian stood straight, his body was tense, at this moment he hated his extraordinary hearing ability.

He could hear Lan Yichen's shallow breathing, and the sound of undressing...

Hearing the information, he couldn't help but think of the scene just now, Lan Yichen unpreparedly took off his clothes in front of him, black hair, white and tender skin, slightly exposed round shoulders...

Even though it was very humid weather, he felt his throat was dry and hot.

My mind is full of that seductive body, that pink lips, that bright eyes...

Can Jian was obsessed with thinking about those things that were there or not, and the pictures that disturbed his mind, as if to encourage him, kept wandering around in his mind.

Trying to think elsewhere, Can Jian prayed in his heart for Lan Yichen to change his clothes quickly.

As soon as he thought this in his heart, he felt a warm body sticking to its back.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, his tense body relaxed, and he sighed in his heart, Lan Yichen was finally dressed!

He was about to turn around, but all his movements were stopped by the place where his eyes inadvertently swept.

What he saw was Lan Yichen's arm hugging his waist from behind, the white, thin sleeves were a little messy, revealing a white, tender and smooth forearm...

That's not the point, the point is, judging from Lan Yichen's sleeves, he was actually only wearing single clothes.