[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

"I am back."

Yukimura opened the door and took out slippers from the entrance, "Yuyi hasn't left yet, so be careful."

Sanada turned his face to the side to hide the unnaturalness on his face.

"Welcome home, brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wearing a single ponytail, the girl poked her head out from the living room, and a small fluffy head popped out of her arms, "I'm leaving soon, eh... why are you here, uncle?"

When my parents went on a trip, I chose to sleep with the Kendo Club.Before leaving, I wanted to say goodbye to my brother, all because of this uncle...

"Yuyi, etiquette."

Being educated by her brother's gentle voice, the girl reluctantly pouted and approached the entrance, and whispered hello to Sanada.In the past, Sanada could always hold his chest up and raise his head to show that he was sitting upright, but today he couldn't help but feel weaker.

I'm sorry, Yui.

"Why did you leave in the afternoon?" Yukimura took the young kitten, took his sister's hand back to the living room, and turned up the temperature of the central air conditioner, "Don't turn it so low, Milky will catch a cold." The cub in his arms hair It's still a little wet, obviously Youyi just wiped his body with a wet towel.A few days ago, when Yukimura came home, he brought back the cub that was left in the cardboard box on the rooftop garden. He didn't see any traces left by Koyuki, but the black and white hair was enough for him to recognize it.

"The consultant teacher has a meeting in another place and can't come back until noon, so our car leaves in the afternoon. Brother, is Sanada-san staying at our house today?"

"Yes. What's that name? You still called him Brother Xian when you were young."

"...Well, I can't scream now." The girl glared at Sanada while he was putting things away, and acted like a spoiled child while hugging Yukimura's arm, "Brother will send me out later."

Yukimura patted the top of her sister's head helplessly. The girl who has always been independent has a generous and straightforward personality. She never makes her parents worry, but she only clings to herself.Thinking of being asked to check homework by her often at night, Yukimura also felt that he was a little spoiled by his sister.

However, in such a small matter, just spoil her.

The three sat down and chatted, and put Milky to sleep after being tormented by her sister. Yukimura helped Yui check her luggage, and soon the two of them sent her to the school by bus to gather.After watching her leave, there were only two people left in the house, and Yukimura felt the strange atmosphere again.

The two of them had this atmosphere all the way home from school.

Ah, bad.The last time I sneaked up on Genichiro, I ran away first, but this time I couldn't raise my head to meet his eyes.

"I made an appointment at the hospital the day after tomorrow to give milky a physical examination, do you want to come?" Yukimura asked in a low voice after carefully arranging the blanket next to the cub on the sofa.

Sanada squatted down and nodded silently. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the sleeping kitten, his heart softened as if he saw Sasuke who was just born that year.

"It's still a long time before dinner, I'm going to the studio, how about you?" Yukimura unbuttoned a neckline and borrowed two glasses of water from the kitchen.

"I'll go as well."

Looking up at the boy who took off his hat, Yukimura once again realized how evocative the word "studio" is.He went upstairs with a glass of water, unaware that the people behind him kept their eyes on him.

Sanada was behind the other party, and when he went upstairs, his eyes just caught Yukimura's legs.His uniform trousers outline a beautiful leg line by raising his legs, and his thin ankles can almost be grasped with one hand.

He lowered his head slowly, averting his gaze.My heart was beating like thunder, and my palms were sweating.

Pushing open the door of the studio, the afternoon sunlight slanted in.Unlike the school system and the simplicity of the Sanada House, the Yukimura House is a Western-style villa, and there are hardly any Japanese elements in this huge studio.Every time Sanada came to his house to play, it seemed to be in a palace full of artistic atmosphere, and this studio was the exclusive workshop of that handsome court painter.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, have you noticed any changes?" Yukimura put down his cup, and took out two old clothes from the hanger at the door.

Sanada took a glance, "The still life arrangement has changed, there are a few more art books, and the easel has been moved to the wall..." He was turning his head to observe, but he suddenly saw the boy who was taking off his uniform and putting on an old T-shirt, his voice was terrified. paused.

"There are still flowers." Yukimura came over after changing his clothes, fiddling with the plants in the glass flask with his fingers, "Emperor dahlias, I take good care of them every day."

Sanada looked at the purple flowers swaying between his fingers, her cheeks flushed a little.When the boy spoke, he still wore a playful smile, watching his own reaction with his eyes.No matter how many times he passed, he still couldn't resist this kind of joke.

Genichiro is so cute.

Yukimura finally recovered the normal way of getting along in the past, and directed Sanada to sit down.

"You said today that you want to watch me draw, right?" He smiled, his tone somewhat successful, "Take the book off the shelf, open it and read it, and keep this posture and don't move."

Sanada was taken aback, and sighed inwardly.He should have known a long time ago that he would never be able to win against this person.Although the movement was a little stiff, he did it anyway.The seat was by the window, and the sun was warming his face.There was a breeze coming from the air-conditioning vents on the ceiling, but the comfortable room temperature alone couldn't calm Sanada's mind.

Yukimura's eyes were watching him.

His eyes scanned his face, limbs, and body inch by inch, as if a pair of soft hands were stroking.His gaze should be the seriousness of the painter, but there is an indescribable smile, mixed with other emotions.

Sanada was once seen like this in Yukimura's ward when he was first admitted to the hospital, but he knew very well that at that time, only he had such thoughts in his heart, and the other party was completely innocent.

But at this time, he couldn't say categorically whether the current Yukimura was deliberately teasing him again.

Sweat slowly began to form on his forehead, and his hands holding the pages of the book gradually tightened.He began to feel that he was breathing harder, and his whole body was heating up.

That gaze still hasn't left, what is he looking at, where is he looking, does he like my face, or my arm.

He said he admired my figure, so has he ever painted my muscles?

"Senichiro, you are too stiff."

The man stood up from his seat and approached him a little bit.Sanada almost held his breath.

The man's hand touched him, he held down his arms and legs like a puppet, adjusted his posture, and finally pinched his face to straighten it.

Sanada's eyes collided with the opponent.

There was still a smile on the approaching face, and now Sanada could no longer turn his head away from the man's gaze.

Yukimura glanced at Sanada's movements and narrowed his eyes.He reached out and slowly unbuttoned Sanada's collar, and loosened his tie.

Well, it's much more pleasing to the eye now.

The young man bathed in sunlight, his quiet black hair reflected the golden light, his handsome facial features were highlighted by the light behind him, and his deep obsidian eyes stared straight at him.

His neckline was slightly open, a bit lazy and casual, his thin forearms and wide palms carried infinite strength, and his raised legs showed a slender and fit line.

gorgeous.

Yukimura couldn't restrain his eyes locked on the opponent.This person carried the majesty and momentum of a god in every gesture, but he was honest and cute like a child on weekdays.The eyes always express their emotions frankly, but the mouth is silent.

Yukimura has seen so many mannequins, but only when he sees Sanada on the court, can he become interested in this boy.

His facial features are that of an oriental swordsman drawn with ink, but his body is that of a western warrior with knives and diamonds.

Such contradictions can be integrated in Sanada alone, which is like an aesthetic miracle.

The closer he gets to Sanada, the more Yukimura can't resist his admiration and liking for this person.Once the many years of affection as a child tame dye turned into a special passion, the previous purely artistic perspective on Sanada quickly transformed into a more secretive and unspeakable mood.

Yukimura thought of the long breath entanglement in the school studio, and the corners of his eyes were also stained with a tinge of red.

"Hey, Genichiro."

He lowered his head and looked down at the person sitting on the chair, and asked in a low voice.

"Recently, I have become fond of drawing the human body."

His hand rested slowly on Sanada's shoulder, feeling the firm muscles in his palm.

"Let me see, your training results."

He lowered his voice and whispered in Sanada's ear, held Sanada's hand with the other hand, and slowly caressed the button on the other's chest.

"The human body is the greatest aesthetics of the Creator, and no painter can resist it."

He took this man's hand and unbuttoned the buttons one by one. The slow motion made the process extra ambiguous.In the air-conditioned studio, the air floated by the movements made Sanada's skin appear grainy.

Yukimura looked at the open school uniform shirt and said nothing.

He had seen his teammates' bodies in the club room and bathroom before, but this was the first time he had such a great curiosity. The 15-year-old boy has beautiful muscles, neither as exaggerated as foreigners, nor dry and fair like ordinary people.

His body was full of vitality, and while showing Yukimura this special sense of athletic beauty, it was like opening a gate to the Valley of Flowers, where there was the most powerful force of nature that could not be affected by anything.

This is the body of a healthy athlete who has never been attacked by a disease.

It was the most beautiful body Yukimura had ever seen.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and slowly hugged the man's shoulder, resting his chin on the top of Sanada's head.

As if sighing or sobbing, he spoke softly, almost inaudibly.

"Thank you."

Sanada didn't know what to do.

For a moment, his brain seemed to short-circuit.The body of the person holding him was trembling, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He didn't know why Yukimura wanted to thank him, and he didn't know what the other party was thinking when he looked at his upper body.

He was just immersed in the other party's initiative, and fireworks exploded in his mind.

His face was buried in Yukimura's arms, and the tip of his nose could smell the paint on this dress.Sanada had seen this old overalls before, but this was the first time he felt its material. The soft cotton and linen had a good thermal conductivity, and he even felt Yukimura's body temperature on his face.

He reached out to hug the man back, wrapping his arms around the man's waist and hips.The boy's waist was slender and flexible, and the loose cotton trousers outlined his thin figure.This person always said "Senichiro's body is so good" and "Senichiro's body is so beautiful", but in the eyes of Sanada and the world, Yukimura is the most beautiful existence.

The boy's face is white jade from Hotan, his hair is smooth silk, his skin is hot spring water, and his bones are black wood that will not rot for thousands of years.

His heart is unique amber, covered in layers of fat the most exquisite diamonds.

With this person in his arms, Sanada is better than all the famous and powerful people in the world.

Sanada's hand slid around the boy's waist, and slowly climbed up along the long groove of the spine. The boy's back gradually grew fleshy, and the originally skinny butterfly bones no longer protruded so painfully.

There was a slight laugh in my ear.

"It's itchy."

Sanada raised the corner of his mouth, "Let me check how you are recovering."

"You can feel it through clothes? You are amazing." Yukimura smiled and got out of his arms. He shook his hand at Sanada, with a charcoal pencil between his fingers.

"I'm sorry, Genichiro. It seems that you got some on your neck." He smiled smugly, as if he deliberately played tricks on his friends when he was a child, and he told the other party with a smile after he finished the prank.

Sanada stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and a large piece of dark color rubbed onto his hand.He stood up and sighed helplessly, "I'm going to take a shower." When passing by Yukimura, he quickly reached out and rubbed his face on the other side.

"Hey!"

Sanada raised his eyebrows, "It's up to you."

Yukimura squinted his eyes, watched his figure walk to the door, and then suddenly said, "Ah, it's so dirty, let me wash it too."

Turning his head suddenly to look at the person behind him, Sanada's eyes widened.

"What's the matter, haven't you soaked in hot springs so many times together?" Yukimura raised his eyebrows provocatively, took his hand and walked out of the studio, heading straight for the bathroom.

Hey, stop joking, taking a shower with teammates and two people alone are two different things...

Watching the person in front of him take off his shirt quickly, revealing his clean and white upper body, Sanada grabbed Yukimura's hand that was about to take off his pants in time, "Wait a minute!"

Yukimura looked up at him puzzled.

"You go to the bath, go in first, I'll just take a shower." Sanada turned his head to the side, not daring to look at the gleaming white body.

Yukimura smiled, seeing the face of this man who was about to reach the limit, and no longer intentionally teased him, "Okay, then I'll call you in."

It was only a few minutes, but Sanada seemed to be waiting anxiously outside the frosted glass door for a long time.His mind is full of Yukimura in the bathroom in his imagination, but he is soberly aware that he is about to go in and see that person taking a bath...

Not anymore.

This is the benefit that only lovers can get... Sanada's eyes seemed to be spinning mosquito coils, and his mind was in chaos.

There was a voice calling his name, and Sanada grabbed a towel around his waist. The sliding door, which he was familiar with at ordinary times, was so strange at this moment.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it away, a cloud of mist fell on his face, and there were sweet bubbles in the air.

The boy sat in the bathtub and looked at himself with a smile, his exquisite facial features became ambiguous like a dream in the steaming mist.

Sanada licked his dry lips.

He closed the door and walked to the shower step by step. He turned his back to the person, took off the towel, and turned on the faucet. The temperature should have been carefully adjusted by Yukimura, and the comfortable hot water was sprinkled on Sanada.

The water flowed through his hair, dripped on his limbs, gathered on the ground and flowed to the water outlet.In the quiet bathroom, both of them were silent, but Sanada once again felt the sight from behind.He suddenly realized how stupid his previous decision was.Although letting Yukimura soak in the water prevented him from seeing the other party's body, but in this situation, it was clear that the other party was able to read the joke with ease, and he became unable to move.

Really digging their own grave.

As the water fell, Yukimura's eyes also moved behind the opponent's back.Of course he guessed why Sanada made such a decision, but now it seems that he took advantage of it instead.

"Xianichiro, I didn't expect you to be so generous, you are not shy at all." Yukimura said with a smile, "Obviously you are all men, so there is nothing you can't see."

He reached out to pick up the water and splashed it on the opponent, "It's a pity that it's not in the hot spring, otherwise we can move a little bigger."

Sanada turned his head and looked back, the boy who was sitting in the bathtub generously with his arms resting on the outside, looked comfortable and enjoying himself, and he was still saying mocking words to himself, "Usually he always looks upright, and he who is alone with me Why are you so cute? Just like a girl."

Sanada replied dissatisfied, "Where is it cute?"

"Such an embarrassing place?" Yukimura replied.

"Is this a matter of course? Who would be generous and not shy in front of his lover?"

Yukimura blinked, and his ears turned red quietly.

"Besides, your gaze is too erotic."

"Huh? You say I'm pornographic?" Yukimura's eyes widened.

"I've always wanted to say, you have to restrain your observing eyes when you draw pictures for people. Fortunately, it's me. Others will definitely misunderstand you."

"Stupid, who else would I paint besides you?"

Sanada paused, looking at the boy's face that suddenly turned red after speaking, his heart seemed to be wrapped in something.He suddenly felt awakened, the clues were connected into a line, and Yukimura's reaction came to mind.

"Seiichi, I found out..." Sanada turned off the faucet and turned to face Yukimura, "You seem to be deliberately teasing me to hide your shyness."

The boy's face turned pink little by little in the mist, and he turned his head so as not to look at himself.

Sanada approached a little bit, and held his wrist on the side, "I see, you looked at me at a loss in a natural way, and you are actually the type who would be embarrassed when you hear love words."

Yukimura didn't answer him, but pursed his lips and stared at the bath agent in the box by the wall, as if flowers were blooming there.

"Look at me, don't you like my figure?"

"Tired of watching."

"Really, then it's my turn to see you?"

"Xianichiro, you are so courageous, how dare you fight back?"

"Are we lovers? Reciprocity, don't hide in the water."

Sanada approached as he spoke, stepped into the bathtub with one foot, and touched the other's knee with his calf, the foam on the water blocked his sight, so he reached out to push it away.

He couldn't tell how attractive this person was to him, because just the half-concealment of the entrance was enough to make him fall into a hallucination.The eyes couldn't be moved away at all, the boy wrapped in bubbles looked like a delicious snack.

A pair of arms wrapped around his neck with force, and the inertia caused him to fall into the bathtub. His hands subconsciously supported his sides, and the person in front of him was close at hand.

"That way you won't look away, Genichiro."

The young man stared at him with deep eyes, Sanada had to say that he really couldn't move like this.

"You think you can do anything by catching my weakness?" Yukimura smiled, and covered the other's eyes with his hand.

"It's still too early for you to win me."

The wet lips were pressed against him tightly, and the smooth tongue carried a temperature different from that of the water, which was different from the kiss in the studio. In this environment, Sanada couldn't restrain himself at all.He wanted to reach out and hug each other, but he had to support his body, and he wanted to use his legs to stand firm, but he was pinched by a pair of knees.

Can't see, can't move.

He was firmly restrained by Yukimura.

"I said, you can only stop at kissing." The indistinct voice between the lips reached his ears.

"Jingshi, when will you be able to..."

"Well, at least until high school."

Where Sanada couldn't see, the boy's ears were getting hot.He gradually relaxed his strength, and the person who supported his arm also sat down.

Surrounded by bubbles, the two teenagers hug each other quietly.

Leaning his head against the bathtub, Yukimura stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.The man's head was nestled in the neck, and the cheek was rubbed against himself, breathing steadily.He was hugged tightly by a broad arm, and there seemed to be a heater on his chest.

His field of vision seemed to be painted with dreamy water colors, and he wanted to laugh happily.