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Wen Tian didn't expect that someone like You An would help him with his laundry.

He was a little unsure whether he had been kidnapped or not.

Whether the other party cooks porridge for him personally, or helps him wash clothes like a hard worker, it is obviously different from the kidnapper he knows.

Youan's nose is not a nose, and his face is not a face. Wen Tian looked at him like a monster for a few seconds, and his face was a little uncomfortable. The handsome face with a high nose and thin lips was rarely cold, and he said stiffly, "I have nothing to do after I'm busy, so I just washed it. "

Wen Tian didn't believe it, but still whispered, "Oh..."

"Thank you."

Compared with the frizzy young man, You'an was much calmer and calmer. Even though his heart was in turmoil, he didn't show any signs of it. He said flatly, "Just thank you and that's it?"

Wen Tian stammered: "Then, what do you want? I can also help you with laundry."

Youan shook his hand, and the water drops from his fingers spilled out, "I don't have any clothes to wash, go and help me collect all the clothes."

Wen Tian nodded hastily, he looks really good, he can do whatever he says.

The largest space in the ship is used as a living room. At the bottom of the wall with no idle items on the far right, there is a beige clothes hanger with hooks, and a few elegant shirts and dark trousers are hung on it. It should all be dry.

But this height is easy for You An, and it is a bit difficult for Wen Tian, ​​who is almost a head lower than him.

Wen Tian searched around, but couldn't find anything that could be used as a clothes rail. He blinked in distress, and finally had to stand on tiptoe and use the most primitive way to reach the clothes on it.

In fact, You An just wanted to send Wen Tian away, and didn't even think about asking him to help collect the clothes. After a few seconds after he finished speaking, he forgot what Wen Tian was asked to do.

So when he got his mood together and walked out of the bathroom, and saw Wen Tian under the clothes rack, he was surprised for a moment, and then he took a breath.

A pretty kid with a pink face, a pair of legs in white cotton socks stand on tiptoe, knees are rosy in the snow, jade porcelain-like fingertips reach up, because they can't reach, the calves are trembling, white and smooth waist They all turned up.

At that moment, the back of Youan's head and hair went numb, and his eyes stopped for a few seconds on the toes that kept rubbing, and then looked up.

He looked at Wen Tian obediently folded and arranged his underwear neatly like a little daughter-in-law, his Adam's apple rolled, and he had forgotten all about the embarrassment just now.

You An walked over straight, glanced at the folded clothes, and said to Wen Tian who was standing there honestly: "Have you finished collecting?"

Wen Tian bit his lip, and made a guilty "huh".

"No." Youan retorted mercilessly, and Wen Tian shook his eyelashes slightly.

There was a smile on the corner of Youan's mouth, Wen Tian lowered his head with drooping eyebrows, unable to see the narrow smile in his eyes as if teasing a hamster, "Isn't there one more thing?"

Wen Tian glanced in the direction he pointed, his face blushed a bit, he looked away indiscriminately, his head was about to emit hissing white smoke.

If he had a chisel now, he could dig a tunnel and escape.

He did confiscate it.

A clothes hanger hangs alone on the drying rack, and the dark gray square shorts are stretched flat and tight.

Youan was still pressing on every step of the way, relentless, and asked in his ear: "There is still one thing missing, why didn't you accept it? I asked you to put it away, why are you so careless?"

Wen Tian's fingers were red and trembling. He had to try his best to grab the corner of his clothes to stop the shaking. He didn't dare to lift his head, and his voice was as soft as a gnat: "I, I can't reach it."

You An seemed unable to understand, his sword eyebrows frowned, and he said with a smile: "Why can't I reach it, didn't I put away all the clothes just now?"

"I just can't reach it," Wen Tian felt like a little kitten being cornered, fluffing his whole body, and couldn't help amplifying his voice, his face turned red and white, "I've collected so much for you, You, take one yourself."

Besides, Youan only washed two pieces for him, and he collected seven or eight pieces, and folded them neatly, as long as they put them back in the closet, how could Youan have the face to demand so much from him?

Wen Tian was ashamed like an overcooked shrimp, biting his lips and wanted to go to the bedroom, but the next second, a tall man with a playful expression blocked his way, and Wen Tian was completely covered by him. Really cover.

Wen Tian: "?"

He walks a little to the left.

The man's tall and broad body followed suit.

to the right.

The man quickly followed.

It seems that if he doesn't accept it, he will use this childish way to waste here with him.

...How, how could there be such a rascal? !

Wen Tian was helpless, his eyelashes were trembling constantly, his face was burning red, he turned around in a daze and stood on tiptoe, putting away the pure cotton dark gray cloth.

He thought that this would allow him to go back, but he really underestimated the upper limit of Euan's thickness.

You An held Wen Tian's delicate wrist to prevent him from putting down the things in his hands, raised his eyebrows to one side, and asked in a very natural tone with thoughts that he couldn't explain clearly.

"Have you checked it out?"

"Does it still smell?"

Wen Tian: "..."

After a long silence, the man raised his thin fingers, wrapped them around Wen Tian's small chin, and looked around, "You have a good mouth, why can't you even speak?"

Not sure if he was playing hooliganism, Wen Tian pursed his lips hesitantly, and said dazedly, "You yourself, you smell it yourself."

The thing in his hand was like a hot potato, Wen Tian's arms were restrained, he didn't want to throw it away, or continue to hold it, he was afraid that it would get dirty if he threw it away, and Youan wanted to make use of it again.

"Can you help me see?" Youan's mouth curved upwards, and his tone was still gentle and smiling, "It's okay if you help me with this kind of thing, I just washed your clothes for you .”

Just now he felt that he took the wrong medicine, but now he calmly shows it off as pitiful.

Wen Tian was so dizzy that he could only shake his head, "I, I don't want to..."

You'an was also very tough, and said, "I'm not in a hurry if you don't say anything, we'll just stand like this, and I'll do it until dawn. Whenever you want to say something, I'll let go. Do you think this is okay?"

Wen Tian was so startled that those beautiful eyes widened a bit.

You An stood still and smiled, just like what he said, he didn't let go until he heard what he wanted to hear.

The wrist held by him was shaking back and forth, as soft as boiled tofu, and its owner was too soft. After being forced like this, he had a good temper and could not get angry, but he was about to cry.

Wen Tian's eyes were full of clear and lingering water, and his fresh and bright red lips were squeezed tightly by himself, and every bit of the full lips were ground into white.

He still insisted on not speaking.

Youan waited for a while, sighed slightly, and slowly let go of Wen Tian's arm, taking the lead in breaking the shameless agreement he made.

He bent his knees, put his hands on it, tilted his head slightly, and lowered his tall body a little. Only in this way can he clearly see Wen Tian, ​​who has his head down and his blushing face is not knowing what he is thinking.

You'an's breathing was a little low, his throat rolled, and his deliberately low voice came out of his chest: "Just ask if there is a man's body odor on it, you are afraid that it will be like this..."

Wen Tian's eyelashes trembled even more, the tips of his ears turned red, and he cursed softly, "Shut up..."

Amidst the pitiful and thin scolding voice, Youan still chose to say that sentence: "Then if you see it, men need to wear that kind of thing, will you faint?"

Snapped--

Youan's face fell to the side, red palm prints appeared on Qingjun's face belatedly, and his hair was scattered on his eyelids by that force, so he couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling now.

Wen Tian's face was pale, watching the man slowly prop up his bent back, after a pause for a few seconds, a stream of blood meandered down from the tip of his handsome nose.

This time not only Wen Tian, ​​but also You An was stunned.

He touched his nose with his fingers, seeing that it was a little wet, with a dazed expression.

Seeing his expression, Wen Tian was a little worried that he had stunned him, his little face was so nervous that a little pink came out, he hurriedly took out a few pieces of paper, and covered his nose for You An.

He was a little guilty, but he still whispered stiffly: "Who, who told you to say those nonsense, are you okay?"

Wen Tian didn't expect that he would beat You An to the point of blood. After all, You An looks rough and fleshy, and it seems that he can't be hurt by cutting with a knife. It's unexpected that he will be beaten like this Wen Tian was surprised.

You An glanced at Wen Tian's flustered little face, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a cold tone, "Go back to sleep."

Wen Tian trembled in shock from his tone, pursed his lips, and saw that You An didn't intend to trouble him, so he walked carefully into the bedroom.

You An threw aside the paper that Wen Tian gave him, showing a bit of a weirdness on his usual gentle and polite face.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that most of the painters he knew in the painting world were in their dozens of years old, well-known, and had a harmonious family. A few young painters also had partners.

At that time, he was also nicknamed the bachelor diamond man in the circle, but he didn't take it seriously.

Regardless of the partner, for Youan at that time, the steelyard was biased towards the options of "not necessary" and "boring".

After getting married and starting a business, the marriage gradually tended to be dull, and the quarrels and quarrels in love made Youan avoid love.

The only time that touched You An was when he was in the backstage of an art exhibition, in the middle of a conversation with a young painter, his girlfriend suddenly came in with wet eyes and slapped the painter.

Just like Wen Tian did just now.

In the end, the little artist coaxed and coaxed his girlfriend for a long time, and the relationship between the two became better.

You An frowned, and couldn't help but put himself and Wen Tian in the two roles of "painter who pissed off his girlfriend" and "little girlfriend who lost his temper and beat others", and thought carefully about the possibility of coaxing Wen Tian .

Just thinking about it made him feel stupid.

Being led by the nose by an idiot, he was just as stupid as the idiot.

With a gloomy face, Youan walked into the cabin.

Wen Tian was immersed in the worry of whether You An would come in to settle accounts with him all night, and he didn't sleep too soundly, so he woke up as soon as the ship docked.

Hearing the unusual sound outside, he blinked blankly, put on his shoes and walked out of the bedroom.

The cabin door was opened at some point, and there were orderly machinery and equipment outside, and people in gray and white overalls came and went, looking like a transit station on a certain planet.

Euan seems to have gone out.

A gust of cool wind blew in, blowing away the last trace of sleepiness in Wen Tian, ​​and his dazed expression turned into hesitation.

Now is undoubtedly the best time to escape, but he is afraid that this is a fishing law enforcement. If he escapes, Euan will catch him back as quickly as possible, and then settle the old and new scores together, then he will definitely be miserable when the time comes .

But what if it was really Youan who was negligent...

Wen Tian bit her lip tightly, her little face turned pale.

He didn't hesitate for a long time, and after distinguishing the pros and cons in his mind, he got off the ship.

There were not too many people in the place where the ship stopped, and a few sweaty black leather workers walked past carrying cardboard boxes. When they saw Wen Tian, ​​they were obviously taken aback. little beauty.

Soft and small, the skin is like condensed milk, because of the heat, the knees are red, the tip of the chin is dripping with sweat, the bright red lips can't help but open a small slit, and can't help raising the white jade-like hand to fan himself There was a fan.

Wen Tian was not only hot, but also anxious. Not long after he got down, he saw You An standing at the checkout counter of the supermarket not far away.

He was checking out with a bag of things, and was about to go to the ship.

Wen Tian shrugged his shoulders, and walked to the right in a panic with a white face. He just saw that there seemed to be a warehouse here.

Loaded with stuff, it's great for Tibetans.

Without even thinking about it, Wen Tian walked in, hugged his knees and squatted down.

If Youan can't find anyone on the ship, he will definitely come to him, but if he can't find him, he will have to return in vain.

He just needs to stay here until the ship leaves.

In the dilapidated warehouse full of sundries, the surface of the light tubes was yellow. Wen Tian squatted beside the piled up cardboard boxes with his hands bound and feet, and brushed his sweaty hair to one side. His snow-white and beautiful face was inevitably stained with dust.

Poor, like a small animal that fell into the water.

He didn't know how long he had waited, his legs were numb from squatting, and he was about to poke his head out to check the situation, when he heard disorderly footsteps coming from the door, and his head, which was halfway in, suddenly retracted.

The muffled sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground was accompanied by the fearful voice of a strange man: "Sir, this is our warehouse for storing sundries. If you need anything, just tell us. If you go in, your clothes will be dirty."

Wen Tian's heart was about to stop suddenly, his face was pale, his legs were going to be weak, but he didn't dare to move.

Youan's eyes were dark, and he swept into the warehouse unhurriedly. Because the door was open, the old light tube was swaying in the wind. Beside the tall cardboard boxes, a figure curled up on the ground was standing on the ground. stop stretching.

He parted his thin lips slightly, and said softly: "It's nothing, my kitten has sneaked away."

"I'll take him back."