The second male who guards silently, you can't afford it

"Ajiu." Shao Qihan knocked on the door sideways, "Ajiu?"

He stared at the milky white bathroom door, his heart beating wildly.

"What?" Murong Jiu's doubtful voice was accompanied by the sound of rushing water, "What do you want me to do?"

"Ajiu, you forgot to take your underwear!" Shao Qihan held a ball of black fabric with two fingers, and said loudly.

After dinner, the two sat in front of the TV and watched TV for a while, and then conducted in-depth exploration and thinking about some business issues, and then recalled the good times in the past together, and finally, as the host, Murong Jiu said seriously: " It's so late, John, aren't you going back?"

Shao Qihan first made a serious complaint about his dark life without human rights in the Shao family mansion, then expressed his yearning for a free and beautiful bright life, and finally as a guest, he made a solemn request: "I want to be with you at Ajiu." Stay here for a few days."

Murong Jiu refused: "The gold nest and the silver nest are not as good as your own kennel, you should go back to the kennel."

Shao Qihan pleaded: "Ajiu's kennel is my kennel."

The defeated Murong Jiu said helplessly: "You can do whatever you want."

Shao Qihan, who won the final victory, smiled and said, "Yes."

So Shao Qihan realized his "great cause" of running away from home. Immediately after this friendly conversation with simple words but profound thoughts, Murong Jiu got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The distracted Shao Qihan followed secretly like a voyeur, and was waiting with great anticipation for Murong Jiu to open the bathroom door so that he could take a peek.

Sure enough, he lived up to his expectations, the sound of rushing water in the bathroom soon stopped, and Murong Jiu's voice became clearer: "Really, what's going on, I clearly remember hanging here."

Murong Jiu's clothes, sheets, and the like are usually cleaned by special cleaning staff at home regularly, but his underwear is not included-he prefers to do it himself, which is classified as personal clothing, and he hangs it up after washing. Inside the clothes dryer, which of course was placed in the dressing room outside the bathroom, but of course he'd be surprised now that the underwear/pants were gone.

Shao Qihan silently saw that the frosted glass door opened about five centimeters from the inside. He shook his body, then stuffed his underwear/pants into the crack of the door, and the arm that forcibly entered opened the door a lot.

"Thank you," Murong Jiu stretched out a wet hand to take the panties from Shao Qihan, then went into the partition door with bare feet and turned on the shower to continue taking a shower.

"You're welcome." Shao Qihan laughed dryly, and slowly moved out of Murong Jiu's bedroom while holding his nose and leaning on the wall.

Compared with Murong Jiu, Shao Qihan's literary accomplishment is far from enough. When the teacher was eloquent on the podium, it was when he was thinking about which nightclub to take his new girlfriend to play at night, and the teacher was looking around in the classroom. During the invigilation, he was lying on a test paper with only a composition written on his pillow, and he was sleeping soundly, and when the teacher collected the test paper between the desks, it was he who was holding the small ball of paper thrown by Murong Jiu in his hand. When he was struggling to write - it wasn't that he didn't study hard, it was that he was born with a lack of tendencies in this regard.

But even so, at this time Shao Qihan's mind was completely occupied by a classical poem.

Ying Lian's clogs are imprinted with moss, and the door of Xiaokou Chai has not been opened for a long time, and the whole garden cannot be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

Although he didn't hesitate to act as a thief to steal into the bathroom once, and then forcibly demolished it, but it was worth it!

When fantasy suddenly became reality, when happiness came so suddenly, Shao Qihan felt that he was about to lose control.

But what's the use of not being able to control it? Can you not control it if you can't control it?Shao Qihan looked down at his arched crotch, feeling like crying.

He packed up the nightgown that was hanging in the closet, took out a box of new underwear from the drawer, opened it, and went into the bathroom in the guest room.

Now Shao Qihan urgently needs a steaming hot bath to soothe his mood of today's ups and downs, and to solve his damn minor physical problems by the way.

When the refreshed Shao Qihan stood beside the bed and pondered whether he should lean on the head of the bed and watch TV comfortably next time, or go to his friends for a deep talk shamelessly, Murong Jiu was like a summoned beast He appeared at the door in time and knocked, of course the door was open, and Murong Jiu just followed the etiquette, he knocked twice and walked in directly.

"What are you doing standing here?" Murong Jiu, who was wearing a nightgown, asked relaxedly, with a teasing tone: "Thinking about life?"

"I'm thinking about something more important than life." Shao Qihan had a deep expression on his face, he fell back and just fell on the soft bed, and he let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"What is it?" Murong Jiu sat down beside him and asked with great interest.

"It's love," Shao Qihan folded his hands under his head, and said with half-closed eyes, "Ah, I'm a fool in the mud."

"Pfft," Murong Jiu couldn't hold back his laughter, he reached out and patted Shao Qihan's belly and said, "What? Haven't you done enough drama yet?"

"Enough is enough," Shao Qihan quickly pulled his hand out from under his head and grabbed Murong Jiu's hand, but the other party avoided his shackles with a twist, Shao Qihan could only put his hand under his head resentfully Continue to act as a pillow.

Seeing this, Murong Jiu gave another "puchi" smile, and after a good night's sleep, he said, "Seriously, do you have anything to do tomorrow?"

"No." Shao Qihan replied calmly, but his heart was surging.

Could it be that Ah Jiu is going on a date with him?

"It's okay, let's go back to school." Murong Jiu said.

"What are you going back to school for?" Shao Qihan asked in surprise to cover up his disappointment, of course his surprise was not entirely faked.

Murong Jiu was also very different, he asked back: "Go and go through the graduation procedures, you won't forget that your current education is just a high school graduate, right?"

"Oh..." Shao Qihan said with a lack of interest: "Anyway, Ajiu, you don't remember, so I'll be lazy."

"I don't know how to say hello, it's been so many years, and you're still the same—"

Although he said "I don't know how to say it", Murong Jiu actually started to chatter endlessly, just as he complained, Shao Qihan and Murong Jiu have been repeating something similar to "what are you doing?" "Fuck XXXX" "What?" From this point of view, the relationship between the two may have already surpassed the boundaries of simple friends, and is advancing towards a closer relationship such as "son and mother" and "daughter and father".

But fortunately, Shao Qihan will not be upset by the teachings of his elders like a real child, and Murong Jiu will not feel sad when he piles up his children's disobedience like a real parent, and it is precisely for this reason, They never broke up.

Ahem, their bond may be more complicated and far-reaching than they imagined.

At this moment, Murong Jiu frowned and chattered, Shao Qihan listened with a smile, even the air was filled with rich warmth and warmth, everything seemed so beautiful, except that the preacher was gradually exhausted physically and mentally.

"Well, I get it, Ajiu, I will definitely change it." One second before Murong Jiu's throat started to smoke, Shao Qihan made a "sincere" confession in time.

"You say that every time." Murong Jiu felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, not only his throat and brain hurt, but also his heart and liver. He might have suffered from the legendary internal injury.

"But I'm only telling you that," Shao Qihan squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "I will really change, don't you believe me, Ajiu?"

"I believe..." Murong Jiu only felt that his internal injuries might be getting worse.

"Hey, there is something about Ah Jiu that I have never forgotten." Seeing Murong Jiu's demeanor getting more and more depressed, Shao Qihan yelled in his heart, "It's not good!" He sat up straight and said happily : "Ajiu, don't forget that it's your birthday soon!"

Murong Jiu pulled himself together and whispered, "I haven't forgotten."

How could he forget? His 21st birthday is a day he will never forget.

If he was reborn in the sixth grade of elementary school and wrote an essay on "an unforgettable day", he would definitely choose this day, and maybe he would write a documentary literature with rich emotions, ups and downs, development and ending that are very reasonable Come out, of course this kind of thing cannot be seen by others...

"How about I help you organize this birthday party? Find a slightly better hotel to have dinner, and then go to the nightclub to book a room all night, okay? Well... I still have a few phone numbers of old friends, look at it For the sake of the two of us, we have to plan the PARTY in a unique way—" Shao Qihan was about to lean over to get the mobile phone on the bedside table, but Murong Jiu quickly stopped him.

"This time it will be held at my house, just invite some classmates and friends to get together." Murong Jiu said.

"Why do you want to do it at home all of a sudden?" Shao Qihan withdrew his outstretched hand, and he asked a little puzzled: "This is the first time you use this as a party venue, right?"

Hearing this simple question, Murong Jiu couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Why did you hold a birthday party at home for the first time? It should be at that time that Bai Xiaoxi said "I really want to visit Jiu's home", right?

There is just a reason for this girl Bai Xiaoxi to come to her house to have fun, saving the embarrassment of "lonely men and widows living in the same room".

Now... is it because the villa is already full of cameras, or is it because I am afraid that something else will happen that exceeds my expectations?

Murong Jiu shook his head and broke away from the memory, he looked at Shao Qihan and smiled slightly: "Because there is surveillance here."

The tension on Shao Qihan's face was by no means feigned, he turned his head reflexively and looked around the corners of the room, as if he wanted to find out where the surveillance system Murong Jiu was talking about.

"Don't worry, these devices are not turned on now." Murong Jiu patted Shao Qihan's shoulder comfortingly, and said with a smile, "I'm not interested in men."

Shao Qihan froze, he turned his head and stared at Murong Jiu: "Then why did you install a surveillance camera in your home?"

"To prove a conjecture, my dream..." Murong Jiu said, "...is fake."

The author has something to say: [-] daily updates is not a dream!I did it!

It took me six and a half chapters to write the interaction between attacking and receiving, and I can't hold it anymore...