Hold on, you can't bend!

In the evening, the sky was cloudy and windy, and it was really raining lightly at this time. The pattering raindrops hit the glass window. Looking through the window, the rain curtain intersected continuously. A grand and colorful dream.

Fu Yuzheng went downstairs to pick up the suitcase. Zhang Nan listened to the sound of dripping rain, and found that the half-closed window in the living room was slightly rainy. After thinking about it, he stood up slowly while leaning on the armrest of the sofa. Jumping to close the window.

When Fu Yuzheng entered the door, what he saw was a picture of his boyfriend with a disabled body and a strong will.

Zhang Nan held on to the handle of the glass window, just when the sound of locking the window and closing the door sounded at the same time.

Fu Yuzheng put the small black suitcase in his hand next to the entrance cabinet, changed his shoes and went to help the person first: "Why don't you wait for me to come up and close it?"

Zhang Nan smiled and said, "Isn't it because you are afraid that you will run away temporarily, in case you don't come back?"

Fu Yuzheng laughed and asked, "Take you to wash?"

"Okay." Zhang Nan followed him to the bathroom door and suggested, "Do you want to move a chair?"

Fu Yuzheng knew that he was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he walked to the bathroom door and echoed, "Okay, I'll move it."

"Hey!" Just before the man turned around, Zhang Nan held onto the door frame to stand firm, called him to stop, and sighed helplessly: "Doctor Fu, why don't we be so honest?"

"Ok?"

Zhang Nan said: "Shouldn't you answer 'no chair, lean on me' or 'I'm here, no problem' at this time? Are you really moving?"

Fu Yuzheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party's "love tips" to come out so endlessly, so he had to lift his foot and walked back, carrying the person into the bathroom: "Then can we stop being so scheming and be more frank?" ?”

Zhang Nan's eyelashes curled up, standing on one foot and leaning against the sink, watching the other party support him with one hand, and help him to squeeze toothpaste with the other, and said slyly: "That's so boring, haven't you heard that sentence?" Good love is when the other person lied to you a thousand times, but you are still willing to be his fool for the thousand and first time'."

Fu Yuzheng handed him the toothbrush, with a smile on his lips: "Which master's love motto is this?"

Zhang Nan spit out the mouthwash, raised his eyes from the bathroom mirror and looked at him: "Me."

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

Goodbye, learned.

Fu Yuzheng supported Zhang Nan after brushing his teeth. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Oh, by the way, if you don't go back, is there something to eat for 'Film King'?"

Fu Yuzheng put his tooth cup back to its original place casually, and said, "I prepared cat food before going out, enough to eat until tomorrow."

"Okay." Since the pet has no worries about food and clothing, Zhang Nan reassured: "Then let's go take a bath."

"..." Fu Yuzheng paused for a moment with the hand in his arms, looked up at the shower in the corner of the bathroom and... the curved jacuzzi by the wall, and fell into a short-term choice.

"Don't think about it." Zhang Nan patted him on the shoulder and said in relief: "I heard that rainy days are more suitable for taking a bath."

Fu Yuzheng sighed silently, and directly carried him to the door of the shower room, took off the bathrobe on the hook and stuffed it into Zhang Nan's arms, "Quick battle, I'll wait for you at the door."

... Really. Puzzled by the style. Fu. The cold-faced doctor. Yuzheng.

Zhang Nan clicked his tongue regretfully, holding on to the glass door and slowly moving into the shower room, trying to reconcile the clean and pure atmosphere between the two of them before closing the door: "It's really not Come in together? In case I slip—hey!"

With a "bang", Fu Yuzheng pulled the glass door shut from the outside, blocking the last lingering magic sound.

The people inside finally calmed down, and after a while, the sound of water from the shower was heard.

Fu Yuzheng leaned against the edge of the sink with his arms crossed, looking at his nose, nose, and heart. The floor-to-ceiling glass on three sides of the shower room was made of frosted material, reflecting the clear ceiling light in the bathroom. The rising water mist is vague and dense.

Fu Yuzheng always controlled the location of his eyes, and raised his hand to press his swollen temple.

After all, in the current situation, self-denial is actually not easy.

The fog in the bathroom drifted away, and a cloud of water vapor quickly condensed on the bathroom mirror. Fu Yuzheng stretched out his finger and wiped it. The next second, the sound of water stopped suddenly, and the glass door beside him was pulled open from the inside.

Zhang Nan was wearing a dark blue silk nightgown, the belt was casually tied with a loose double knot at the waist, the neckline was slightly open, exposing the slender neck and the small piece of skin with water droplets hanging under the collarbone, exposed to the light Down, in the line of sight, white is dazzling.

Zhang Nan supported the glass doorknob with one hand to stand firm, and stretched the other hand forward: "The ground is slippery, come and give me a hand."

Fu Yuzheng moved over, with his palms covering the cold and delicate silk fabric, he didn't dare to use too much force: "Be careful."

"It's okay." Zhang Nan was wearing non-slip slippers, using his strength to jump out with one foot: "I'll go, I'm so good, do you know how I took a shower just now, I stepped on my left foot and stood on my right foot?" Yes, yes, it can be regarded as revenge."

Fu Yuzheng let out a "hmm" as a response.

"Hey, your reaction is very flat." Zhang Nan said while jumping up and down: "By the way, the gel patch is soaked, and I have to change it again in a while."

Fu Yuzheng remained the same: "Yes."

Going straight back to the bedroom, Zhang Nan sat on the edge of the bed, said with a sigh of relief: "I'm tired, you should always go wash up."

Fu Yuzheng still: "Yes."

Zhang Nan sensed something was wrong, patted Fu Yuzheng's arm hard, couldn't help laughing and asked, "Hey! I'm back to my senses and went to take a shower—what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, good." Fu Yuzheng finally changed a little from his unmoving expression when he saw Zhang Nan coming out of the shower just now, and reached out to rub his half-wet hair, "It's nothing."

I really didn't think about anything.

Although it's not like I haven't seen it before, but tonight's visual sense is very obvious——

Just, it's really white.

Fu Yuzheng took out his toiletries and bathrobes from the suitcase——No way, who told Dr. Fu to be obsessed with cleanliness? I only used my own belongings and clothes, but I didn't expect to accidentally plant willows and willows today.

Zhang Nan leaned against the soft-covered headboard of the bedroom bed, replaced the gel patch on his sprained ankle, and then listened to the noise from outside the door, stretched the bed sheet by his side for a while, and tugged at the thin blanket at hand for a while. , and finally tore a piece of paper from the tissue box of the bedside table in a useless manner, and wiped off the wet sweat from the palm of his hand.

Jokes and jokes are all illusions.

In fact, my heartbeat was tense and tense.

This was the first time that he was about to fall asleep with Fu Yuzheng when he was fully awake and not delusional.

The bedding is newly replaced, and the pure cotton material is soft and comfortable to sleep on. The bedside lamp is specially adjusted to a warm color according to the other person's preference. It should be able to create a good atmosphere before going to bed. Oh yes, there is also a bed, long Two meters wide and 1.8 meters wide, brand-customized, the mattress has its own rebound, comfortable and quiet... Fuck, stop, thinking about it is easy to slip.

Zhang Nan rubbed his face, trying to cool down the burning heat on his cheeks. Just as he put down his hands and looked up, he saw the tall figure at the door of the bedroom.

After Fu Yuzheng finished washing, he turned off the light in the living room before entering the room. At this time, there was darkness behind his tall and straight body, only the warm yellow light and shadow at the head of the bed turned and slanted on him. I don't know if it was Zhang Nan. I only felt that the expression on the cold and alienated face in the impression could be called soft and warm at the moment.

There was a short distance between the two, and they looked at each other out of thin air for a moment, it was miraculous - just this one glance, Zhang Nanfang's heart that was beating in a mess and had no clue suddenly calmed down.

When Fu Yuzheng approached, Zhang Nan saw clearly the hair dryer in his hand, sat up straight with his soft upper body, and asked with a smile, "How dare you blow my hair?"

Of course, Fu Yuzheng remembered the night when his soul wore "Mermaid Lingxing", he was almost suffocated by the hair dryer. The memories shared by the two without him.

Fu Yuzheng shook the hair dryer in his hand at him, and asked back: "How about giving you a chance to blow it up for me this time?"

Zhang Nan was stunned for a moment, but fortunately the lights were dim at the moment, so that his face flushed red again could not be easily noticed.

He nodded quietly, knelt and sat by the bed, took the hair dryer from Fu Yuzheng's hand, and silently warned himself for the 250th time in his heart——

After all, you are also a cartoonist in the art circle, be more elegant, Mr. Zhang! !

Put away your professional thinking, don't think about it, don't forget that you are a human being!

The room was quiet and peaceful, the hair dryer was turned on, and the small buzzing sound cut off the sound of the rain falling outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Fu Yuzheng's hair was a little shorter than his, and Zhang Nan held the hair dryer in one hand while messing up his black hair with the other. After a while, the sound disappeared. Zhang Nan smiled behind Fu Yuzheng, grabbed a handful of broken hair behind his ear, and said with a smile: "It's amazing, you are such a cold and hard person. Silk is so soft."

Fu Yuzheng raised his head, looked into his eyes in the opposite direction, and there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and said deliberately: "It's amazing, you are such a casual person, but your hair is so hard."

"That's because my hair is of good quality!" Zhang Nan leaned forward and unplugged it, put the hair dryer on the bedside table, moved it to the center of the bed, patted the sides with both hands, and asked pretending to be calm: "Uh... you are used to sleeping Sleeping inside or outside?"

Fu Yuzheng looked around, pointed to the open space on the left and right sides of the bed seat, and asked, "Is there a difference?"

"Uh..." Zhang Nan stopped, took the opportunity to go to the left, and looked up at the ceiling with a peaceful face: "Male left and female right, you can do what you want."

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

Zhang Nan kept lying on his side, with his back facing Fu Yuzheng, but his sense of hearing was overwhelmed by the continuous sound of rain. Even the slightest movement or sound was infinitely amplified at this time. When Fu Yuzheng lifted another thin blanket and lay down, he heard the slight "rustling" sound of the nightgown rubbing against the bed sheet.

With a "snap", the bedside lamp was turned off, and the whole room was plunged into deep darkness.

Zhang Nan's back straightened unconsciously, and he was lying on the pillow like a dead body. Just as he was fighting with heaven and man in his heart, he was thinking about whether he should say "good night" in a suitable way at this time, or turn around without hesitation. Ask for a hug.

The night gave him a muddy mind, and before he could make a quick decision, there was the sound of fabric rubbing behind him, and the next second, a warm breath suddenly approached him. He was caught off guard, and before he could react, he was surrounded by a warm air In a firm embrace.

Zhang Nan: "!!!"

... He is so proactive!

The author has something to say: Zhang Xiaonan: So should I stand still, or follow the trend?

Fu Xiaozheng: ...If I think too much, I'll hug him and not "beep——" (JJ Silencing Dafa)

Nineteen: You two take the priority! "Holding and sleeping" focuses not on "holding", but on "sleeping"!

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