The sand sculpture thought I was a robot

Shen Lang was so called dear by him that he forgot that there was someone else beside him.

Leaning in the other's arms, he went upstairs again in a daze.

Looking at the well-behaved person, Jian Chao felt better.

Why is my image of a hero saving the beauty so powerful? There are always idiots to assist.

Robots are no good, I feel that the current identity is easier to win the hearts of beauties.

He looked at the man with tightly pursed lips, his pretty little face was pink, as if it was really about the size of his palm.

Miraculously, the hand that was hanging on his shoulders, around his neck and hanging on his chest was raised, and his fingertips hooked his delicate chin.

Both of them were stunned by this action.

Shen Lang raised his head and looked at Jian Chao.

Jian Chao was frightened by his frivolous actions, what did he think and how could he make such actions?

It is obvious that they are helping each other out of righteousness, so how come they are taking advantage of others?

What does this make Shen Lang think?

He lowered his head and glanced, the lips of the person in sight were slightly parted, his eyes were confused, his pink face turned hot red, his lips parted, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Jian Chao withdrew his arm: "Ha, I was really upset when I saw the man downstairs just now. You don't mind pretending to be Teacher Shen's boyfriend?"

Of course Shen Lang didn't mind.

He just didn't understand why he did that action when no one saw him just now.

"I just saw that Mr. Shen's chin seemed to be stained with something, so I wiped it off. It seemed a bit embarrassing, haha." Jian Chao leaned back against the wall in the corridor and laughed a few times.

"It's not embarrassing." Shen Lang lowered his head, raised his hand and wiped it a few times: "Thank you, Mr. Jian, for making the rescue."

Things have come to this point and they can't go downstairs immediately. The two entered the room and closed the door.

The room was very dark, and they realized that this room was also covered with blackout curtains.

Jane turned on the light.

The two were taken aback again.

Unlike the white light coming in from the corridor, the red bed, the red chair, and the red swing are ambiguous and weird under the warm yellowish and reddish light.

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

The two of them stood at the entrance, and it felt weird to sit anywhere.

There is no place to sit normally.

Jian Chao took a look at Shen Lang, the panic just now had subsided, looking at him carefully, it seemed that he was really not angry.

Is it because he feels that he owes him a favor and can't be angry, or is he really not angry?

He couldn't tell.

He could only put his hand on his forehead and pretend to be sick: "Mr. Shen, I'm afraid I really have to take a rest here. If you feel inconvenient, just let me fend for myself here."

"puff."

The depressive and delicate atmosphere was completely destroyed by Jian Chao's moans.

"I'm going to get a new quilt, you wait for me here."

Shen Lang quickly went back and forth, taking brand new sheets, quilts and pillowcases, to replace the hotel quilt.

He himself is actually not that particular, but subconsciously, he doesn't want Jian Chao to get into the bed of this environment.

Jane Chao looked at the man bent over to make the bed, because the work coat was on the hanger, seeing his bent buttocks again, Jane Chao's hands were itchy again.

He raised his hand seriously and looked at his paw, feeling that this hand must have been cursed.

Otherwise, every time I see his waist, I want to go up and pinch it.

His eyes fell on his white forearm with the cuffs rolled up, and he once again imagined how lively and fragrant his white body would be if he slept on this bed.

Jian Chao realized that the pervert who scolded him for more than a month turned out to be himself!

He has always known that he is very talented in business, but he did not expect such things as YY to be quite talented.

Sure enough, a man would know nothing about this kind of thing without a teacher.

Of course, if you want the other party to like you, these fantasies will not be perverted.

"It's ready." Shen Lang carefully made the new bed and stood beside it.

Jian Chao rubbed his nose: "Mr. Shen has worked hard, but what are you going to do in a while?"

"I'll sit on the sofa in the lobby and get off work. Just go downstairs and find me after you rest. If your head still hurts, don't hold on. Let's go to the hospital."

"If those two people meet again when they go downstairs, it will affect the mood. If Mr. Shen doesn't mind, this bed is very big. Let's rest on one side."

Jian Chao said it casually, and after lying on the bed, she went to the innermost position, which only occupied a quarter of the entire bed.

The rest looks empty.

Shen Lang hesitated, he knew his situation, and the atmosphere in this room, he was afraid that the other party would think that he was cheating and taking advantage of him knowing that he liked the same sex.

But when both parties are frank about this matter, it would seem strange to explain it rashly.

He hesitated and looked around, but there was indeed no normal-looking chair.

Seeing that he didn't move, Jian Chao felt a little lost in her little heart.

Could it be that the stinky hook I made just now made the other party wary?

But speaking of his chin, it's really smooth and small.

"If Mr. Shen finds it inconvenient, I'll go to the front desk and ask if there are any vacant rooms."

Jane stood up.

"Don't bother." Shen Lang walked to the side of the bed: "I'll sit next to you for a while, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell me anytime."

He went to bed, leaned against the back of the bed, and sat far away. Two men over 1.8 meters tall were on the same bed, and there seemed to be a Chu River and Han boundary between them.

With her eyes closed, Jian Chao could feel the people around her sitting upright and following the rules.

"I turned off the light, you have a good rest, I will tell you before turning on the light."

Shen Lang put the phone on the table far away, and pressed the light on the wall.

Sleeping with a hat, sunglasses and a mask would be very uncomfortable, and he wondered if the dizziness might be due to heat stroke.

Throw the phone away, the meaning is obvious, he will not open anything with light.

Jian Chao was really uncomfortable, he picked up his things in the dark, and immediately felt that the air was fresh.

He also heard Jian Xi's speculation about his strange attire, the general trend is that his face is deformed, making it inconvenient to see people.

He also happened to be too lazy to make excuses, seeing Shen Lang's actions, he smiled knowingly, he was really kind and cute.

When we stayed in the hotel together last time, he also found an excuse to turn off the lights, and this is the reason.

Jane lay on her side with her hands on her head in the darkness, and looked at the vaguely sitting figure: "Mr. Shen, how old are you this year?"

"25."

"Oh, what a coincidence." Jane tried her best to get close.

Shen Lang was a little surprised: "You are also 25 years old"?

"One year older than you."

"..."

"Mr. Shen, I have a question for you."

"Call me Shen Lang."

"Okay, brother Xiaolang, let me ask you a question."

"..."

Shen Lang looked at the direction the voice came from. The questions were boring, but if they were asked from his mouth, they wouldn't be boring.

It's just a little weird.

After Jian Chao asked about his age, education and teaching experience, Shen Lang finally knew what was wrong.

It's like an interview in the dark.

Jian Chao asked all the questions he could think of, and he was very satisfied, feeling that the relationship between the two was one step closer.

As soon as he stopped asking, the other party also fell silent.

Shen Lang wanted to speak several times, but he didn't speak because he was afraid of affecting his rest and because he really didn't know him well.

Jian Chao lay on the ground for a while, feeling that it was a pity to waste such a good opportunity, he turned over and stretched out his hand: "My palm is itchy, can you press it for me?"

"it is good."

Shen Lang accurately took the hand from the other party in the dark, and it was also the first time he touched his hand without wearing a glove.

Some cramped, some nervous.

Four fingers clasped the back of his hand, and the thumb lightly pressed the palm of his hand. As soon as he touched it, he stopped for a moment: "There is a scar."

Jian Chao didn't care: "It's nothing for a man to have some scars."

Shen Lang held the hand in his hand, except for the palm, the skin was smooth and delicate, the palm was long and slender, the shape of the hand should look good.

He gently pressed the scars, his heart was filled with indescribable emotions, these scars should be all because of himself.

After pressing it for more than ten minutes, Jian Chao's hands became more itchy.

The other party's fingers circled lightly on his palm, as if it was not on the palm of the hand, but on other parts of the body.

He sneaked over and rolled onto Shen Lang's lap almost a head away: "Can you massage your head?"

"You can try."

After Shen Lang finished speaking, his body collapsed into a straight line due to the weight on his legs.

Jian Chao put his head on Shen Lang's lap, withdrew his hands, folded his hands in front of his chest, the familiar body odor came to the tip of his nose, he was really sleepy.

As soon as Shen Lang pressed his forehead lightly for a while, he heard the sound of even breathing, and he stopped: "Mr. Jian?"

No one answered him, and he stopped massaging his hands.

Seemingly hesitating for a long time, the hand on his forehead slowly slid down, passing by the tall nose and tight thin lips, and gently touched his face again.

No scars!

Shen Lang stopped, and moved his hand to his exposed half forearm, which was still smooth and smooth, quite different from the burns and scalds he analyzed.

If everything was fine, why did he cover it up so tightly?

Shen Lang's brows were furrowed, his unwilling hands continued to move down, and his neck was still as smooth and delicate as a baby's.

This feeling is still a little familiar.

When he went all the way down to the abdomen and scratched lightly with his palms, Jane was dreaming.

In the dream, the little guy was still interested in him. Back when he was clinging to him every night in the bedroom, he kissed and hugged him so much that he couldn't grow on him.

Xiaojia was very dishonest, moving his little hand back and forth, Jian Chao couldn't help it.

His movement startled the sober Shen Lang. He thought that the other party was about to wake up, so he pulled his hand instantly, but it was still a step too late.

Jian Chao pressed his hand that was about to run away, and then pressed it back to its original position. Because of the unconscious movement, she didn't know how to measure it, so she just moved down and clasped her hands tightly.

He was unconscious and unresponsive in his sleep, Shen Lang blushed immediately.

He tried his best to keep a distance with his five fingers, fearing that the other party would wake up suddenly, seeing him like this would definitely make him afraid, all he could do was to control his hands and do nothing!

Jian Chaomeng, who was soft and flattering to the sticky person just now, suddenly frowns coldly and has a new love, and the new love is still smiling proudly at him with her arms around his waist!

This is not possible, Jian Chao stretched out his hand to pull him back, and without saying a word, reached into his waist and wiped it.

He didn't have a place to feel well, how could he be touched by others.

The action was a little hasty, with a bit of sadness, the strength was less gentle, and more domineering.

Domineeringly invaded Shen Lang's sensitive and slender waist, and he was powerless to fight back in an instant.