Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

Nan Rongying looked at Han Qi, and then his eyes fell on the windbreaker in his hand.He reached out to take it, but his finger accidentally touched Han Qi's fingertips.

Han Qi didn't pay much attention, but something seemed to flash in Nan Rongying's eyes.

Nanrong should put on the windbreaker, the smooth material is next to his body.

It is obviously a very common black fabric, but it has a coquettish and suave feeling.

Han Qi felt that this man might be more suitable to wear red.

He actually has an urgent desire to see...

Nan Rongying lowered his eyes again, straightened his cuffs, and said, "Let's go..."

Han Qi, who was slightly absent-minded, suppressed the strangeness in his heart and took him out.

After all, it is too late now. Although the teahouse is open 24 hours, there are no people in it now.

The window surrounded by green plants glows dark green under the light, and the wind through the window shakes the necks of the large leaves, making the leaves heave and sink.

Han Qi doesn't drink tea very much, but You Chaozhong came to see him once when he was passing by and drank tea here by the way. At that time, he praised him, saying that the tea here is delicate and exquisite.

The waiter was slightly distracted when he saw Nan Rongying, and then said enthusiastically: "What do you two want?"

Nanrong's legs were crossed, and he was sitting on the sofa in a lazy posture, with a friendly expression on his face.

"Sichuan side tea, the tea maker doesn't need to come over, we cook it ourselves."

The waiter stepped back with a smile, "Okay..."

Han Qi watched his flowing movements across from him, and then slightly raised his eyes to look at his serious face.

He looked at Nan Rongying's wrist shaking the teacup, and was slightly absent-minded. When he realized it, Nan Rongying had already pushed the tea from his hand.

"Try..."

Han Qi looked at the depth of the brown color, raised his hand and put it on the table, and after a pause of two seconds, he raised the teacup in his hand and brought the edge of the cup to his lips.

The taste is slightly bitter, and the fragrance is so light that it is almost undetectable.But that bit of fragrance is lingering on the tip of the tongue, bitter and astringent, lingering in the mouth for a long time.

Rao, a layman like Han Qi can also perceive the mystery.

Hot cups, heat, wash tea, make soup, refill water...

Han Qi recalled the scene when he was asked to drink boiled water at home before, and his face pulled his lips unnaturally.

"You are very particular about drinking tea."

Nan Rongying just smiled and refilled himself a cup.

The branches across the window also swayed more and more, a huge drop of water dripped on the leaves, and there was a very clear slap, followed by a sudden evening wind, and it rained heavily in an instant.

Thunder flashed suddenly.

Such a quiet night came with a storm.

Han Qi looked at the hurrying cars in the distance, and turned his head after a long time.

Nan Rongying continued his tea for him, his face was as usual, "The weather forecast said that there will be heavy rain today. It was originally reported at 7 o'clock, but I didn't expect it to fall now."

But in a short while the road has been flooded.

Han Qi: "Let's drink tea another day. It's raining too much. After a while, the water will be deep, and it's not easy for you to go back."

Nan Rongying: "..."

Han Qi didn't know if it was his own illusion, he felt that the expression on Nanrong Ying's face was a little stagnant.

"Let's go first."

Han Qi had already got up, picked up the coat that was on the sofa, and put it on.

Nan Rongying let go of the cup in his hand and followed him to stand up.

From leaving the teahouse to returning to the car, Han Qi felt that Nan Rongying, who had a sullen face, was not in a good mood.

Although this seems to be nothing, but compared with the appearance between him, it is indeed a bit abnormal.

But they only met once and had a conversation. I'm afraid they will have no communication relationship in the future, and he doesn't need to be so concerned about his mood.

The wipers wiped off the rainwater that rolled down after it was smashed.

This rain is really extremely wanton and arrogant, extremely cathartic.

It's only 10 minutes away, and the road has not yet been driven to the point where the accumulated water on the road can no longer be drained. Even if the city is in a hurry, it is relieved at this moment, the sound of rain mixed with cursing, moisture Although it is not too cooling, it penetrates into the skin and makes the whole body cool.

In the distance of the rain, a car rushed directly to the guardrail and entered the river.

Someone at the back of the car got out of the car and quickly made a phone call.

Looking at this scene, Han Qi pursed his lips into a line.

Nan Rongying drove the car directly, and the noise behind him was gradually drowned out by the noise of the heavy rain.

By the time Han Qi's villa was reached, the water had already flooded his ankles. Han Qi got out of the car, walked inside, stopped after taking two steps.

Because there is no sound of starting the car behind.

So, what exactly does Narong Ying mean?

Han Qi turned his head, looked at the majestic rain, and then looked at Nan Rongying who was looking at him.

"Why don't you stay here tonight."

Nan Rongying pushed open the car door and walked out.

How did things get to this point?

Although he only walked a few steps in the rain, there were large areas of water marks all over his body.

Han Qi naturally didn't mind being like this, but Nan Rongying looked at his body, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Why don't you take a shower?"

Nanrong Ying raised his head, "Then do you have a change of clothes at home?"

Han Qi looked at the wet marks on his body, at the complexion under his white shirt, after all, turned his face away and turned his gaze elsewhere.

"It's all worn by me, why don't you give in, what's inside you..." Han Qimu glanced down at him, "Shouldn't it be wet?"

Nan Rongying: "It doesn't matter if you wear it, just wash it."

That kind of clothing is not something that can be worn by others after washing.

Nan Rongying spoke calmly, as if he didn't care at all, but Han Qi's reaction was a bit awkward.

"Where's the bathroom?"

Han Qi's thin lips were pulled down slightly, in order to point him in the direction.

"There are bathrobes inside, the tags haven't been removed."

"Then trouble you to find the clothes and send them in for me."

Nan Rongying went straight into the bathroom after finishing speaking.

Clear glass, bathroom door with little soundproofing...

Han Qi looked over deeply, and finally felt that something was wrong with him, then turned around stiffly and looked for clothes for him.

The only jacket that the baby didn't wear was the T-shirt that the baby had bought for him before, with a pink long-mouthed pig printed on it. Although it was impossible for him not to like what the baby gave him, he really couldn't wear it.

Han Qi was a little bit reluctant, but he thought of the skin color on Nanrong Ying's wet chest...

He didn't want people to wear his own personal clothes casually.

Then there is the following...

I found one boxer pajamas, and the one inside...

Han Qi became ruthless, took one casually, and knocked on the bathroom door.

The door was not closed at all, Han Qi knocked on the door and directly knocked the door open a big crack.

Under the shower head, the man stood naked, the running water fell on his head, dripping down his long hair and down his back.

Han Qi felt that his hands and feet were a little stiff, and he avoided his sight very unnaturally.

"I'll put your clothes on for you..."

Nan Rongying stretched out his wet hand directly towards him.

A hand of exquisite beauty in every joint.

Han Qi walked two steps forward stiffly, and handed the clothes to him.And Nan Rongying just looked at the clothes in his hand, naked, and didn't feel any inappropriateness at all, looking at the pink long-mouthed pig on the top of the jacket.

"Do you have anything else?"

Han Qi looked at his eyes that were wet by the heat, and almost couldn't look away.

"It's comfortable to wear, and I haven't worn it."

After hearing this, Nanrong Ying didn't say anything more, just reached out and took it.It's just that when the hand left, the fingertips slid across his palm.

It was a very light movement, which would be too much if you think about it too much, but it made Han Qi feel a little provocative.

But Han Qi didn't dare to think deeply, he lowered his withdrawn hand.Then turn around and go out.But he didn't know that even though his face was pretending to be normal, his ears were still red.

This was the first time he was disturbed by seeing a man's naked body, and his reaction was clearly like the reaction of a young boy when he saw a beautiful woman's body.

Just being beautiful is enough to make people's hearts flutter. This kind of man is really dangerous.

After Han Qi collected his thoughts, he thought about where to let him live tonight.

In any case, he was still staying as a guest, and it was not suitable for him to sleep on the sofa.But there is no guest room for family affairs, that is to say, there is only one bed.

Han Qi took a quilt from the bedroom, and wanted to put it on the sofa outside after going out, but who knew that Nan Rongying came in at this time with wet long hair, saw the quilt he was holding up and asked : "Are you cold? I think a quilt is fine."

So now I am telling him, did I want to hug the quilt to the sofa outside, or just follow his words and put the quilt back?

What's wrong with men sleeping together?

He doesn't know if Nanrong Yingxi likes women or not, but he must have liked cubs, even if he is not gay, he must be bisexual.

And my own words seem to be...

The only one that is a little persuasive is that Nanrong Ying is the one above him just like himself, so it is not inappropriate for the two of them to sleep on the same bed.

Thinking so, Han Qi put the quilt back.

But some things will be regretted immediately once they are done, just like now, he regrets the moment he puts it down.

He even forgot that he didn't like to sleep with people.

"Do you have a hair dryer at home?" Nan Rongying looked at his wet hair and asked him.

Han Qi came back to his senses again, looking at the wet-haired man in front of him.

Originally, his hair was very short, so he didn't need a hair dryer at all. Of course, he didn't have one at home.

But for Nan Rongying's long hair, if it is naturally dried in less than an hour, it may not be done.