Recruit boyfriend to pack room and board

The fog in the bathroom hadn't cleared yet, and there was a faint scent of shower gel in the air. Sinan turned off the shower, stared at the curtain for a while, not knowing how he finished the shower, his mind was full of hesitation. The few seconds before and after Du lifted his clothes, it was pretty fucked.

Unexpectedly, there is something more fucked up than this.

When Sinan opened the curtain and went out, he realized that he didn't bring in a change of clothes. To be precise, he didn't bring in his underwear, and there was only a bathrobe on the hanger.

In fact, it’s okay not to wear underwear, just go upstairs and wear them. Anyway, there is a bathrobe, and Shen Du doesn’t know if he is wearing it, and he doesn’t have see-through eyes, so he can’t see what’s in the bathrobe, but he feels ashamed for no reason, like Deliberately not wearing it, tsk.

Shen Du was lying on the bed at the moment playing with his mobile phone. The light was on in the bedroom, and there was enough light. Si Nan went upstairs and walked straight to the cloakroom. He didn't even give Shen Du a look. He turned into the cloakroom and heaved a sigh of relief. He found a pair of underwear from the closet and was about to put them on when he heard a lazy male voice at the door.

"What are you doing?" Shen Du folded his arms and leaned against the door, his eyes leisurely sized up Sinan with interest, "Sneaky."

Si Nan raised his eyebrows a little, thinking that it was really time for you to come, can't you wait until I finish dressing up? !

The answer is of course no, because Shen Du is already standing behind him...

Shen Du lowered his eyes and glanced at the underwear in Si Nan's hand, smiled silently, leaned over to his ear and whispered something: "You don't need to wear it anymore."

The warm breath fluttered in his ears, as if a feather was passing from the bottom of his heart, a series of electric currents were brought up immediately, Sinan subconsciously tilted his head, pulled the hat on the bathrobe and buckled it on his head, pulled the rope, tied it Tie a knot and wrap it tightly: "Don't make trouble."

"No trouble," Shen Du replied in a rambling tone, clasped his hands on his waist, and squeezed it gently, "So thin."

"Don't pinch it," Sinan jumped aside as if electrocuted, turned around and gave him a sideways glance.

Shen Du slightly raised one eyebrow, stared at him with interest, and paused every word: "I'm ticklish."

Si Nan didn't say a word, because he read bad intentions from Shen Du's eyes.

Shen Du really had no good intentions, he strode over and dragged Sinan into his arms.

Si Nan really wanted to hit someone at this moment. He wanted to survive, so he couldn't care less about his underwear. He sat down on the ground and yelled, "Your uncle Shen Du."

"My uncle is also your uncle now," Shen Du snorted, looking at Sinan who was huddled on the ground, knelt down to wrap him in his arms, and pinched his waist dishonestly.

It was so easy to catch an opportunity to bully Sinan, so of course he couldn't let it go easily.

The cloakroom is small, there's nowhere to hide, and I can't run, and the feeling of being held in my arms and tickled is worse than not wearing underwear.

Si Nan nestled in Shen Du's arms, feeling like he couldn't breathe, and said while struggling, "You're dead, Shen Du, just wait, if you have the fucking ability, don't let me get up."

"You still have the strength to curse people," Shen Du snorted, fixed his gaze on Sinan's face, and kept tickling, "Don't beg for mercy, begging for mercy looks down on you."

"Damn it," Sinan's eyes were watery, his fair cheeks were flushed pink, his voice softened, and he begged for mercy, regardless of face, "I was wrong."

Shen Du's eyes darkened, with Sinan's current appearance, plus those two hums, it would be abnormal if he didn't respond, so he said in a low voice, "Brother."

"Brother," Sinan tugged at his hand, his breathing was unsteady, and his voice that should have been cold turned out to be a bit charming, "I'll let you toss it to death."

Shen Du squinted his eyes, and his physiological reaction came almost as soon as Si Nan finished speaking.

I don't know who the hell is teasing whom.

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