Specific gravity

Xuan Zhao's waist is very thin, but it doesn't make people feel weak. The waistline is very smooth, and it is tied into the crotch by the black belt, like an extremely delicate vase, with a thrilling beauty.

In fact, Xuan Zhao spent only a few seconds arranging the sweater on his body, but Cen Baiyan caught a little bright red on his waist - a red mole.

Cen Baiyan felt his eyeballs heat up, and he stopped breathing for a moment.

Hold!Why is this cripple so fucking attractive all over!

"Sit down for a while, I'll cook something for you." Xuan Zhao took out a Chinese cabbage from the buzzing second-hand refrigerator, turned around and saw Cen Baiyan licking his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, "Are you thirsty?" ? I'll boil the water first."

Cen Baiyan's mind was full of that fair side waist, and that gorgeous red mole on his waist.

His waist is so thin, if you pinch him from behind, it will hurt, right?Why is that mole so red, isn't it more beautiful when wet?

Xuan Zhao was facing away from him, holding a kettle to fetch water, the sound of water covering up Cen Baiyan's slightly heavy breathing.

All kinds of unsuitable scenes flashed before his eyes, and Cen Baiyan cursed a few dirty words in his heart, his eyes had nowhere to rest, and he always glanced reluctantly at Xuan Zhao's waist and hips.

"Bo Yan, there are dried chrysanthemums at home, how about making you chrysanthemum tea?"

Xuan Zhao bent down to take the scented tea pot from the bottom of the cabinet. This posture elongated his body line, and his waist and hips were faintly visible under the loose clothes.

——He is so thin, can he be picked up and bumped into his arms with one hand?

Cen Boyan's mouth was parched.

"Do you want to add sugar?" Xuan Zhao asked with his head tilted.

Cen Baiyan was startled, he actually missed this cripple?This cripple is still a man!

"No need." Cen Baiyan pretended to be calm.

Xuan Zhao probably didn't see any clues, Cen Baiyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the expression on his face can be concealed, but the physiological reaction cannot be concealed.

He tugged at the hem of his jacket: "I'm going to the bathroom."

The voice sounded very calm, but the footsteps were a little hurried.

Xuanzhao turned off the faucet. Although his back was facing Cen Baiyan, he seemed to have read every subtle expression of Cen Baiyan. The corners of his lips were slowly raised, revealing a confident smile.

His big fish was getting closer and closer to the bait.

Cen Baiyan smoked three cigarettes in a row in the dirty and smelly shared toilet, annoyed and angry.

His first love was in the sixth grade of elementary school. After that, he has almost never lost his girlfriend. He occasionally watches island country love action movies. He likes beauties with thin waist, long breasts and big pointed chin. In terms of aesthetic orientation, Cen Baiyan is the most vulgar Straight man of steel, why did he react to that cripple?

Could it be that I'm really bent? !

Cen Baiyan was terrified, and the cigarette between his fingers flickered, this assumption was beyond his cognition level.

Calm down and analyze well.

Cen Baiyan took a puff of cigarette, thinking that he was a top student at a prestigious university, a top student with 149 in Mathematics and 293 in Science and Comprehensive in the college entrance examination, so he couldn't mess himself up and lose face just because of this!

Among the people he knows are men with thin waists and fair skin, Yang Shuo fits these two characteristics quite well.

Cen Baiyan closed his eyes, and replaced Xuan Zhao's figure bent over him with Yang Shuo's——

"Hold!"

Cen Baiyan shivered, opened his eyes and shook his goosebumps.

If Yang Shuo pouted at him, let alone react, it would be easy for Cen Baiyan to kick him eight feet away.

Through this self-proclaimed ingenious analogy, Cen Baiyan deduced that he was still a straight man, straighter than a flagpole.

As for the hidden thoughts he had about Xuan Zhao, it was the aftermath of not sleeping all night - he lost his mind.

Cen Baiyan heaved a sigh of relief, and when he came back to his senses, he realized why he had been in the toilet for so long. The urine-stained toilet gave off bursts of stench. Cen Baiyan retched and almost passed out.

He was really tired. He played a ball game yesterday afternoon, and took care of Xuan Zhao in the hospital all night, barely sleeping.Now he doesn't have to catch the plane anymore, and the Xuanzhao fever subsides, he relaxes, and the drowsiness hits him overwhelmingly.

He didn't feel conscious of being a guest at all, he just slept in Xuan Zhao's bed with his eyes closed.

Xuan Zhao smelled of herbs, and his bedding also smelled of herbs. I don't know if it was specially smoked with some kind of medicine bag.

Really fastidious.

Others say they are poor and strong, but what is Xuan Zhao?

Poor and fragrant?

Cen Baiyan buried his face in the pillow and rubbed it.

There are no partitions in this ten-square-meter hut, where he sleeps and eats. Xuanzhao made a bookshelf to separate the bed sheets into a space, but it does not have the sound insulation effect at all.

Next to Cen Baiyan's ears was Xuan Zhao washing pots and chopping vegetables, clanging and clattering. He didn't feel noisy, but instead felt a long-lost familiarity.

In a trance, he returned to the time when he was very young. At that time, he had not lived in a villa, and the hut he lived in was even more dilapidated than here.Cen Jingxiang turned on the fire to cook, and the room was full of oily smoke, and the little Cen Baiyan was always choked up with tears.

It didn't take long for them to meet Uncle Wan and move into a luxurious villa near the sea. With a nanny who cooks at home, Cen Jingxiang rarely cooks. In order to maintain her face and hands, she occasionally goes into the kitchen to make delicate cold meal.Cen Baiyan never smelled the smell of fireworks that belonged to "home" in his memory.

He slept for more than half an hour. When Xuanzhao woke him up, he was dreaming. He dreamed that Xuanzhao had grown long hair. Cen Baiyan couldn't restrain his joy in the dream. Xuanzhao was a girl's word. , can he-

"Bo Yan," Xuan Zhao patted his face with the back of his hand, "Bo Yan?"

Cen Baiyan opened his eyes, looked intently at Xuan Zhao who was sitting by the bed, and asked dully, "Where's your hair?"

"Hair?" Xuan Zhao shook his black hair, "Here."

Cen Baiyan was stunned for two seconds before realizing that it was a dream.

A burst of unspeakable loss instantly swept through his heart, reminding him that Xuan Zhao is a man.

At the same time, another more concealed feeling of gratitude also quietly rose. Fortunately, Xuan Zhao did not become a girl.

The first Xuan Zhao he knew was a man, and Xuan Zhao didn't need to change anything, it was already the best.

Xuan Zhao didn't understand the complicated emotions in his head, and said with a smile: "Get up quickly, the noodles are going to be lumpy, and go to sleep after eating."

Cen Baiyan wiped his face: "Here we come."

"There are not enough things in the refrigerator, you can eat whatever you want," Xuan Zhao took off his apron, a little embarrassed, "I will treat you well when you come again next time."

There was not even a decent dining table in the small room, so Xuan Zhao put the bulk of the books on the desk on the floor and used the desk as a dining table.

"The place where you eat is casual enough." Cen Baiyan yawned and walked to the table, suddenly froze.

The dishes and chopsticks were set on the table, a bowl of steaming fried pork with green peppers, a plate of fresh boiled cabbage hearts, a plate of sour and fragrant fried potato shreds, and a large bowl of vermicelli in clear soup.

Xuanzhao brought over the noodles from the electric frying pan, the batter was tomato and eggs, poured the hot and thick noodles on the surface, and the aroma came out.

"Why are you standing there?" Xuan Zhao said, "Sit."

Cen Baiyan took a deep breath: "I'll treat it as if you made it up."

Xuan Zhao served him a bowl of noodles: "What made up for it?"

"Take care of you all night." Cen Baiyan ate up a bowl of noodles in a rage, and got up to fill another bowl.

Xuan Zhao smiled lightly and said, "Is it so easy to repay you?"

"No, it's still the same." Cen Baiyan frowned.

Xuan Zhao asked, "What?"

Cen Baiyan lightly tapped the table with his index finger: "Eggs, buns, rice."

With a puff, Xuan Zhao picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in his bowl: "I thought it was such a high requirement."

Xuanzhao's facial features were somewhat blurred by the hot air from the noodle soup. Everything about his black hair, slender eyelashes, and curled corners of his lips was soft and unbelievably soft.

Cen Baiyan was a little stunned, tilted his head and coughed twice, and changed the subject a little bluntly: "I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good."

"Practice makes perfect." Xuan Zhao said.

Cen Baiyan remembered that he said before that the canteen was too oily and the takeaway was too expensive, so he made it himself.

"I have a chance to cook a medicinal meal for you." Xuan Zhao drank the noodle soup slowly, looked at Cen Baiyan with a smile, "I am a professional in dealing with herbs."

Cen Baiyan also smiled: "Take care of you for a meal every night, and want to eat you a few more meals, do you want to take care of you for a few more nights?"

"Then I will try to get sick a few more times this winter." Xuan Zhao said.

"Fuck!" Cen Baiyan knocked on the wooden table, and said seriously, "Hurry up and say three times!"

Xuan Zhao couldn't resist him, so he had to say "Bah" three times.

Cen Baiyan stared at his fair and soft side face, suddenly thought, and asked in a strange way: "Has anyone else come to your place and eaten the food you cooked?"

"Nothing."

Cen Baiyan touched two chopsticks happily: "Really?"

"Really," Xuan Zhao nodded, "What did I lie to you for?"

Cen Baiyan suddenly became proud, like a big mouse stealing candy, whistled, and filled himself with another big bowl of noodles.

Xuan Zhao was dumbfounded: "Bo Yan, you have a really good appetite."

"Otherwise," Cen Baiyan squinted at him, "Do you know why you don't grow tall or strong? It's because you eat like a cat. Eat more, hurry up."

The two were joking on one side, when there was a sudden knock on the door on the other side.

Xuanzhao put down his chopsticks and was about to get up, but Cen Baiyan was worried that it was the two idiots on the same floor who forced the network administrator, so he held down his hand: "I'll go."

Xuan Zhao nodded and sat back.

"Is something wrong?"

Cen Baiyan opened the door with a cold face, and there were two people standing outside, both of them were taken aback when they saw him.

The one in front was very bookish, pushed his glasses and asked, "Is Xuan Zhao there?"

Xuanzhao heard the voice, got up with his crutches and took a look: "Extraordinary? Why are you here?"

Zhuo Feifei raised a roll of document bag in his hand: "Send the materials, you have to confirm and hand them in tomorrow morning, your legs and feet are inconvenient, I will send them for you."

"Thank you," Xuan Zhao said, "I can go to school to get it."

A head popped up behind Zhuo Feifan, and the little boy saw Xuan Zhao's eyes shine, he shook his hand and said, "Senior Brother Xuan Zhao, I'm here too."

"Xiao Nuo?" Xuan Zhao was slightly stunned, and smiled politely, "Why are you here?"

Standing at the door as the door god, Cen Baiyan's eyebrows twitched——

Xiao Nuo?How did this cripple call him so close?What's their relationship?

"Brother Fei Fei said he wanted to come to you, so I pestered him to follow," Xiao Yinuo touched his round-shaven head, "Brother, are you eating? What a coincidence, I haven't eaten yet either! I This is the first time I come to your place, can I have a visit?"

He was about to enter the room with great interest, Cen Baiyan raised one hand to support the door frame, and looked at the little round inch in front of him unkindly: "Who are you?"

Xiao Yinuo also narrowed his eyes and raised his chin: "Who are you?"

Cen Baiyan did not answer, but stared at each other coldly, and the two confronted each other silently for a moment.

Zhuo Feifei touched the tip of his nose, feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"Let me introduce to you," Xuan Zhao walked up on crutches, "This is Cen Baiyan, my friend. This is Zhuo Feifan, Xiao Yinuo, one is my senior brother, and the other is my senior brother."

"I'm still Senior Brother Xuan Zhao's suitor," Xiao Yinuo smiled brightly, completely missing the sharpness he had when facing Cen Baiyan just now, "I've been chasing Senior Brother for a year and a half."

"." Cen Baiyan's throat choked, where did this idiot come from? !

Xuan Zhao sighed: "Xiao Nuo, don't be joking."

"I'm not kidding," Xiao Yinuo bent down and slipped in from under Cen Baiyan's arm, "Brother, I'm cooking, and I happen to be hungry too."

Xuan Zhao looked at Cen Baiyan with some embarrassment, but he couldn't refuse the kind-hearted brother who came to give him materials.

So there were four people crowded around a small desk, Cen Baiyan looked at Xiao Yinuo who was feasting, and his temples twitched with anger.

"Senior brother, why is your friend staring at me all the time?" Xiao Yinuo said innocently, "Is he jealous?"

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The love progress bar pulls me to 70%!

With assists, progress is rapid~