After dressing as the protagonist, he proves that he is an attacker

The blue and white bathroom is full of steam.

The warm water flowed down Zhong Ling's head to the soles of his feet, and a tall, fair figure loomed in the mist.

Xie Yi has been listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, although his eyes have been looking at the computer, but the picture on the screen is motionless, he did not see anything, a little restless.

Half an hour later, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Zhong Ling came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

The moment the door was opened, the water vapor in the bathroom escaped, and Zhong Ling walked out in a haze wearing white silk pajama pants, wiping his hair with a towel in his hand.

"Is there a hair dryer?" Zhong Ling's voice became a little hoarse because of taking a bath, and he looked particularly sexy when he spoke.

Xie Yi subconsciously raised his head when he heard the voice, and looked towards Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling actually came out without his shirt on. Although everyone was a man, Xie Yi was still a little awkward. This was the first time he saw another man's body.

The man was bare-chested, with fair skin and clear muscle lines.Water droplets dripped from the wet hair, winding all the way down from the neck to the shoulder sockets, and finally passed through the sizeable 6-pack abs, and slid down into the white silk pajama pants and disappeared.

Xie Yi quickly looked away, pointed to the cabinet not far away, and replied in a quick tone: "Yes, it's in the drawer on the left."

Zhong Ling felt Xie Yi's gaze as soon as he came out of the bathroom, and felt funny when he saw Xie Yi's dodging appearance, how could he be shy so easily?

Zhong Ling nodded, walked over a few steps, opened the drawer and searched.

At this time, Xie Yi's attention was all on Zhong Ling, and his eyes would glance at Zhong Ling's figure from time to time.

Following the movement of bending over to open the drawer, the muscle lines of the man's back became smoother, bursting out with a vigorous hormonal breath, and Xie Yi's heart beat faster for a moment.

Zhong Ling felt that Xie Yi was looking at him all the time, and he was very happy, but Zhong Ling remained calm and let Xie Yi peek at him.After finding the hair dryer, I started to blow it slowly.

When Zhong Ling was blowing his hair, the corners of his lips kept curling, but because his back was facing Xie Yi, Xie Yi didn't see it.

After blowing his hair, Zhong Ling put on his shirt. Seeing that Xie Yi was still sitting there looking distraught, he moved closer and teased: "Yibao, it's late, go take a bath."

As Zhong Ling approached, Xie Yi smelled the fragrance of men's shower gel on Zhong Ling's body—it was also a faint smell of the sun and the ocean, and Xie Yi was a little addicted to smelling it.

After hearing Zhong Ling's voice, Xie Yi realized what he was doing. He was a little flustered, but he didn't show it on his face. He nodded, closed the notebook, got up and walked into the bathroom.

Zhong Ling looked at Xie Yi's leaving back, no matter how he looked at it, there was a suspicion of running away.

Zhong Ling shook his head and chuckled, thinking that he was thinking too much.

After Xie Yi rushed into the bathroom, he found that the moisture from before hadn't dissipated, and the scent of the sun and sea from Zhong Ling's body was still exuding in the humid air, and Xie Yi was enveloped in an instant.

It took a long time for Xie Yi to take off his clothes and start taking a shower.

Xie Yi looked at the thin and thin body under the water, and touched his stomach in a strange way. There was no abdominal muscle at all. For a while, he felt a little envious of Zhong Ling.

When he was about to apply the shower gel, Xie Yi raised his eyes and saw the bottle of shower gel that belonged to Zhong Ling next to him. He wanted to reach out to use it, but halfway through it, he took it back for some reason and still used it. own bottle.

But Xie Yi's eyes would still glance at the bottle of shower gel from time to time, it was the smell of Zhong Ling.

After 20 minutes, Xie Yi took a shower, dried his body, removed the plastic wrap on his left leg to prevent the wound from getting wet, and reached out to grab an empty one on the shelf next to him. He turned around and suddenly remembered that he forgot to take a change. Out of clothes.

Xie Yi couldn't help but touch his forehead, why did he lose his mind when he met Zhong Ling?

In the living room, Zhong Ling was sitting on the sofa drinking water, when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, he looked towards the closed door of the bathroom, and after waiting for a long time, Xie Yi did not come out.

Zhong Ling was a little worried. Thinking of Xie Yi's body, he was afraid that something would happen to him, so he walked to the door, knocked on the door, and said, "Have you finished washing?"

Zhong Ling's voice reached Xie Yi's ears through the door, muffled, but Xie Yi heard it clearly, hummed softly, and didn't speak.

The voice was so low that Zhong Ling didn't hear it at all, and just about to ask again, he heard Xie Yi say: "Can you help me get my clothes?"

Xie Yi's cold voice came out through the glass door, a little unreal, Zhong Ling was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Yes, where is it?"

Xie Yi: "The wardrobe is on the second floor on the left."

Zhong Ling opened the closet and found the stack of clothes at the designated location. When he saw clearly that there was a pair of white and black-trimmed underwear on it, Zhong Ling's hand reaching for the clothes paused before picking it up.

Zhong Ling held the clothes in one hand, and knocked on the door with the other, "Here are the clothes, open the door."

Then saw the bathroom door opened a crack, and a slender white arm stretched out, which looked like glazed porcelain under the light, Zhong Ling looked straight at his eyes, and his Adam's apple kept rolling.

Xie Yi touched twice but failed to find it, and then opened the door a little wider. After touching the clothes, he quickly held them in his hand, and closed the door, not noticing that his fingers accidentally rubbed Zhong Ling's palm just now.

Zhong Ling didn't move, and looked down at his palm, a little lost in thought.

Just now Zhong Ling saw Xie Yi's shoulder passing through the crack of the door, probably because it was still slightly pink after taking a bath.

Zhong Ling's eyes were dark. The cool and greasy touch of Xie Yi's fingers just now seemed to be still in the palm of his hand. Zhong Ling rubbed his fingers involuntarily. Then he turned and left, and went to the kitchen.

Xie Yi couldn't sleep well, Zhong Ling planned to make some milk for him to drink.

Xie Yi changed his clothes, looked at the figure leaving outside the door through the frosted glass, heaved a sigh of relief, then pushed open the door and walked out, with a towel wrapped around his head, he went back to the bedroom.

Zhong Ling made the milk and took the cup to the living room and found that Xie Yi was not there, so he turned and went to the bedroom.

The bedroom door was not closed, Zhong Ling saw Xie Yi sitting on the bedside before entering the door, knocked lightly on the door, and entered the room.

Xie Yi was applying medicine, the injured position was a bit inconvenient, he could only apply the medicine with his legs bent awkwardly, when he heard the sound, Xie Yi didn't raise his head, and was still struggling with the cotton swab in his hand.

Seeing Xie Yi's appearance, Zhong Ling sighed, put the milk on the bedside table, squatted down in front of Xie Yi, reached out to take the ointment and cotton swab from Xie Yi's hand, and gently applied it.

Xie Yi obediently allowed Zhong Ling to move, seeing Zhong Ling's serious appearance, his heart warmed up a bit, and he kept staring at him and couldn't take his eyes off.

After a while, Zhong Ling finished applying the medicine, and Xie Yi's wound recovered well in the past two days, but there were still some scars, which were particularly glaring on his supposedly perfect skin.

"The wound is almost healed, and then apply some ointment for scar removal." Zhong Ling put away the medicine box and said.

Xie Yi nodded in agreement.

Zhong Ling got up and wiped the ointment on his fingertips with a tissue, then picked up the milk and handed it to Xie Yi, saying, "Well, drink it, it will help you sleep."

Xie Yi thought to himself that he tried it, but it didn't work.

But he did not refuse, took it and drank it in small sips. The temperature of the milk was just right, and honey was added in it, which was sweet and delicious.

Seeing Xie Yi's obedient appearance, Zhong Ling's hand felt itchy. He raised his hand and touched his hair, and found it was still wet. He frowned, a little unhappy, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only speak softly. He reproachfully said, "Why don't you blow your hair? It's easy to get a headache."

Xie Yi finished drinking the milk, put down the glass, and said, "I'll blow it right away."

Zhong Ling looked down to see the milk stains on the corner of Xie Yi's mouth, pointed to his own lips, and said to Xie Yi, "Wipe the corner of his mouth."

Hearing this, Xie Yi stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, but he didn't lick it clean.

Zhong Ling looked at Xie Yi's movements, smiled helplessly, and wiped off the milk stains for him with his fingers, the warm and greasy touch made Zhong Ling's eyes darken, but he did nothing, turned around and went out to take the hair dryer to the bedroom, Help Xie Yi dry her hair.

Zhong Ling's slender fingers passed through Xie Yi's wet hair, and the soft warm wind started to blow gently.

Xie Yi felt the gentle caress, closed her eyelids lightly, and enjoyed it.

Seeing Xie Yi's satisfied look, Zhong Ling almost laughed out loud, but he held back. Ten minutes later, Zhong Ling turned off the hair dryer, picked up the cup just now, and walked out of the bedroom.

When Zhong Ling came back, Xie Yi had already fallen asleep under the quilt.

What about insomnia and insomnia?

If Zhong Ling hadn't known that Xie Yi would not lie, Zhong Ling would have felt that insomnia was Xie Yi's excuse for coming to him.

But can Xie Yi have such thoughts?Obviously not.

Of course, it would be best if there was one.

Xie Yi curled up like a cat, holding a piece of quilt in her hand, this is a very insecure sleeping position.

The fluffy hair that had just been blown was exposed outside the quilt, and the light-colored thin lips were slightly pouty, making people want to kiss Fangze.

Zhong Ling smiled wryly, you were sleeping heartlessly, aren't you afraid he can't help it...

Zhong Ling turned off the headlights, leaving only a small night light, walked lightly to the bed, lifted the quilt to lie down, and looked sideways at Xie Yi's sleeping face.

It's hard to see clearly in the dim light, but the blurred figure is more charming.

Just like that, Zhong Ling also fell asleep unconsciously.

After an unknown period of time, Zhong Ling felt he could not breathe, as if a big rock was pressing on him, and he woke up abruptly.

Dan Feng's eyes were sleepy, Zhong Ling looked down, Xie Yi was lying on his body, and his hands were not honestly touching, Zhong Ling suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand to grab Xie Yi's wobbly hand .

Xie Yi couldn't move anymore, she seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable, her beautiful brows were raised, and there was still a moaning sound in her mouth, showing a very dissatisfied look.

Zhong Ling was afraid that Xie Yi would wake up like this, so he had no choice but to let go of Xie Yi's hand and let him do whatever he wanted.

His hands were released, and Xie Yi started to fumble again. Both hands were inserted into Zhong Ling's pajamas, until he touched an abdominal muscle, and then he fell asleep satisfied.

Zhong Ling laughed angrily at being taken advantage of for no reason, but he didn't expect Xie Yi to be a pervert.

Being disturbed by Xie Yi, Zhong Ling reacted and became completely awake.

But Zhong Ling was not willing to push Xie Yi down, but scratched his nose with his fingers, and hugged him tighter.

I thought to myself: see how I will deal with you in the future...

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