Specific gravity

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"Aren't you going to buy clothes for your sister?" Xuan Zhao stretched out his arms, and let Cen Baiyan put a men's down jacket on him like playing with a doll, "This is a boy's clothes. Hmm."

It was obviously the first time for Cen Baiyan to dress someone else, and when he was putting on Xuan Zhao's sleeves, he raised his elbow and hit Xuan Zhao's chin.

"My sister has a neutral style," Cen Baiyan said with his ears burning, "I like to wear boys' clothes."

Xuanzhao sneered in his heart, the kid's acting skills were too clumsy, obviously he wanted to buy clothes for him, but he used his sister as an excuse.

"Are the sleeves a little tight?" Cen Baiyan looked at Xuan Zhao intently and whispered.

Xuan Zhao looked at Cen Baiyan's reddened pinnae, and a strange softness suddenly appeared in his heart, followed by a burst of panic.

"Buying clothes" is not in Xuanzhao's plan. He is a person with a strong purpose. To him, Cen Baiyan is just a tool that he can use. a big fish.

The fish was attracted by him step by step, but Xuanzhao suddenly found that the fish took the bait and pulled the fishing line actively, trying to pull him into the water too.

What fishermen fear most is being manipulated by a fish, Xuan Zhao's pupils shrank, he had to control the rhythm completely in his own hands.

"It seems to be a little tight." Cen Baiyan, like a child addicted to dressing up games, found an extraordinary sense of accomplishment in dressing up Xuanzhao, and turned to the clerk, "Please get me one." The large one, by the way, try the scarf on top too, um. And the hat, yes yes, the gray one.”

Xuan Zhao pretended not to know anything, shook his arms and said, "It's not tight, your sister must be thinner than me, and it should be just right for her."

".Don't talk," Cen Baiyan thought that the cripple was too fucking slow, so he said angrily, "I'll hurry up if I say so."

Xuan Zhao wrinkled his nose: "What a domineering kid."

Cen Baiyan's throat twitched, and he was inexplicably repelled by the term "little friend".

At first he didn't really care how Xuanzhao called him, and was even complacent because Xuanzhao had this special nickname for him. However, he gradually found that he didn't like Xuanzhao calling him that way more and more, and he subconsciously resisted Xuanzhao. Treat him like a "little friend".

Especially that night, he thought that something happened to Xuan Zhao, so he hurried to the bar. That time Xuan Zhao called him "Bo Yan", Xuan Zhao grabbed his clothes, and he held Xuan Zhao behind him, like a real man That's how to protect Xuan Zhao.

In the dark box that day, Xuan Zhao looked at him with eyes that were no longer teasing and joking when looking at a "children", but a kind of complete trust and dependence. Thinking about that look, Cen Baiyan still feels trembling.

"Don't call me that in the future." Cen Baiyan whispered.

Xuan Zhao was struggling with the tight sleeves, and couldn't hear what Cen Baiyan said: "Huh?"

Cen Baiyan's heart skipped a beat, and was annoyed by the long-sounding "um", and he said "nothing", and when he stretched Xuan Zhao's sleeves, Xuan Zhao's arm was suddenly pulled by Cen Baiyan, and he staggered a step.

Cen Baiyan hooked his long arm, wrapped around Xuan Zhao's waist and surrounded him: "Why are you so delicate, you can fall down with just a touch, are you a vase?"

"I'm talking about you," Xuan Zhao scratched the bridge of his nose, "Why are you so overbearing? Obviously you almost made me fall, but you blame me instead."

Cen Baiyan raised his eyebrows: "Didn't I still help you?"

"Then I still have to thank you," Xuan Zhao patted Cen Baiyan's arm lightly, and gave Cen Baiyan a reproachful look, "Let go, I can stand on my own, and bring my walking stick."

Hearing this, Cen Boyan stretched out his foot and kicked Xuan Zhao's crutch far away from the full-length mirror, and then gave Xuan Zhao a "hum" with a high air.

Childish and boring, almost like a puppy.

"You, you." Xuan Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and raised his hand to pat Cen Baiyan's hairy head, "Why are you such a vexatious kid?"

Cen Baiyan's handsome eyebrows furrowed, he suddenly grabbed Xuan Zhao's wrist, lowered his head and stared at Xuan Zhao closely: "Can you not call me that in the future?"

He was tall and tall, and when he frowned seriously, he had a menacing aura, not like a puppy, but like a wolf staring at its prey.

Xuan Zhao still maintained that half-raised hand posture, keenly aware of something.

Cen Baiyan seemed to be fighting with him for the initiative between the two of them unconsciously?

This cognition made Xuan Zhao feel dangerous, and the defense mechanism in his brain was running rapidly. Just at this time, the clerk came over with a new suit, breaking the little stalemate.

"Sir, this is a large down jacket, let me change it for you." The clerk said.

Cen Baiyan pursed his lips, let go of Xuan Zhao's hand, and said to the clerk, "I'll do it."

He leaned over to undo the zipper for Xuan Zhao. This posture made him very close to Xuan Zhao. As soon as Xuan Zhao lowered his head, the tip of his nose could touch the hair on the back of Cen Baiyan's head.

Xuan Zhao's heart was beating faster and faster, and he had to speed up the rhythm in order to firmly hold the control in his own hands.

"Bo Yan?" Xuan Zhao said softly.

Warm lips brushed past his ears, Cen Baiyan was slightly taken aback.

"Then I'll call you Bo Yan from now on," Xuan Zhao said with a smile, "How about it, Bo Yan?"

Cen Baiyan's figure was slightly stiff, and the light red from the base of his ears spread to his neck. He didn't want Xuan Zhao to call him "little friend". A pleasant feeling spreads quickly.

He didn't know how to respond to Xuan Zhao, so he turned his head abruptly and said to the clerk, "Take off all the clothes worn by the models in the window and try."

"Bo Yan," Xuan Zhao looked at the dark black jackets worn by the male models in the window, and was a little embarrassed to say, "Is your sister's taste so unique?"

"If you are told to try it, you can try it," Cen Baiyan looked awkward, "What nonsense!"

"Oh, I'll listen to you." Xuan Zhao sniffed.

Cen Baiyan was pleased by the changed title of "Bo Yan" and Xuan Zhao's obedient performance, and bent the corners of his lips thoughtfully.

Xuan Zhao didn't miss any changes in Cen Baiyan, he was always gentle and calm on the surface, but his heart was beating like a drum.

This fish is stronger than he imagined, Xuan Zhao thought, in order not to be dragged into the water, he must be faster, faster.