I'm the only straight man in the entire dormitory of international students

Song Ziyan went to INS to search and found that Kim Jong Hyuk was still a celebrity.

Original hip-pop street dancer, composer and musician, with more than 500 million fans.

Each video plays hundreds of millions.

Many Korean entertainment stars have imitated his dance.

There are also skins, Kim Jong Hyuk is the youngest son of the chairman of the largest chaebol in South Korea.

No one believes it.

But Song Ziyan knew that this was true. Kim Jong Hyuk told him when he was dating him online as Kim Chae Young.

Song Ziyan was not surprised, he also grew up in such a family, whether in China, Russia, or Germany.

Song Ziyan watched Kim Jong Hyuk's post for a while, and exited annoyed.

--Staying in the studio until the sky turned gray-blue, Song Ziyan stretched, packed his things, went back to the bedroom to take a shower, and was reminded by the system when changing clothes, he remembered that there was still a part of the plot that hadn't finished.

Wearing only a T-shirt, going to the kitchen to make dinner... deliberately pouring red wine on Fegelein's chest, and...

Song Ziyan stayed for a few seconds, a blush flew over his face.

Oh my god, this, how calm is this. Song Ziyan held on for more than ten minutes. After being warned by the system, he stiffly took out a long-sleeved T-shirt that could barely cover his buttocks.

Song Ziyan looked at himself in the mirror, and for some reason, he felt that he was so unprincipled.

Song Ziyan couldn't calm down more and more, so he ran to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, after a while, he went out with his hands tied.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the spiral staircase, he met Fegelein head-on.

Suddenly, Song Ziyan's heart missed a beat, and he quickly turned around and leaned against the wall, with his back to Fegelein, as if this way Fegelein could not see him.

Fegelein was wearing sportswear and had just finished exercising in the gym on the third floor.

He was wiping the sweat off his face with a towel, and at first he just glanced at Song Ziyan.

Wait until you react, then look away.

"..."

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Fegelein said in a deep voice, "Julian!"

"...in." Song Ziyan replied shyly, in a low voice.

"Go," Fegelein took a deep breath, held back his anger, and looked away from Song Ziyan's slender and beautiful legs, "Go and put on a pair of underwear!"

Like this in the morning, like this at night, will you be naked tomorrow?

Hearing this, Song Ziyan was so ashamed that he was about to smoke: "I, I'm wearing it." He didn't dare to turn his head, and lifted the back hem of his clothes.

"Look." Fegelein looked, a pair of white briefs wrapped Song Ziyan's buttocks.

Fegelein suddenly felt that the blood in his body was boiling, so he turned his eyes away, stopped talking, and walked past him quickly.

Song Ziyan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Fegelein hadn't said anything, could it be that...he acquiesced in his dressing like this?

Is there any fuss about him wearing this?

That's right, he almost forgot, are there not many men and women who dress like this at the beach?

He can't swim, but he has been to the beach, a lot of people do.

Just now my brother thought he was not wearing underwear.

Song Ziyan thought about it and rolled up the hem of his clothes, so the head office will be fine.

Be calm.

When Song Ziyan went downstairs, he never admitted that he was comforting himself or deceiving himself.

He should be, right at the seaside!

When Fegelein came to the first floor, he saw Song Ziyan chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

The clothes he was wearing were ridiculous, with the hem rolled up at the waist, revealing his slender waist.

Further down the place, Fegelein was acting like a gentleman, and his eyes flashed indistinctly, resolutely refusing to look where he shouldn't look.

Fegelein walked over and said with a headache, "Julian, put your clothes down."

He paused, and added: "I already know that you wear it."

Song Ziyan observed his expression, seeing that it was not uncommon for him to dress like this in Fegelein, the remaining restraint disappeared, and he nodded.

"It's not convenient for me." He was cutting tomatoes, "Brother, help me."

Fegelein: "..."

seduced him again.

How he should handle it is fine.

Fegelein sighed, paying attention not to touch his body, and helped him put it down: "Go and play, I'll do it."

"I'll finish cutting first, and it will be ready soon." Song Ziyan put the chopped tomatoes on a plate, cleaned the knife and cutting board, and then cut the lemon.

Accidentally, the lemon fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up.

Fegelein was speechless, and quickly turned his head away. Was it intentional?Tempted him again, didn't you?

It's time to have a good talk with Julian.

The two of them had steak for dinner. While Fegelein was cooking, Song Ziyan went to the wine cabinet to take out a bottle of red wine.

Fegelein saw him sitting beside him, didn't say anything, and ate quietly.

Halfway through the meal, Song Ziyan became nervous again, peeking at Fegelein frequently.

"What's wrong?" Fegelein asked.

Song Ziyan felt that he couldn't be as reckless as the first time he took the plot. He used his brain and had a flash of inspiration: "Brother, let's play a little game."

"Dinner first." Fegelein took a sip of red wine. In fact, he didn't want to play.

It was nothing more than Julian trying to seduce him.

"I want to play now, it's very simple." Song Ziyan took out a rose from the vase on the table, "Let's guess whether the petals of this rose are odd or even. You come first."

"..."

boring.

Fegelein said nothing.

"Brother." "You still know I'm your brother." Fegelein said meaningfully.

Song Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, and his face became hot: "I, I have no other thoughts, really..."

Fegelein looked at him intriguingly.

Song Ziyan was even more embarrassed, he really didn't!However, it cannot be said directly that he is doing a task.

At this moment, the two are almost tacit understanding.

After being quiet for a while, Song Ziyan simply broke the jar and said in a low voice, "Do you want to play?"

"But I want to play," Song Ziyan blushed, and began to pull out roses, "You are odd, I am even. If you lose, you will be punished, if you win, you will be rewarded."

"..."

Not long after, Song Ziyan finished drawing: "Odd number! Okay, brother, you lost, so you have to accept punishment."

Fegelein was speechless.

Song Ziyan looked at him with a flushed face: "You move the stool back a little."

Fegelein had no choice but to do so.

"Close your eyes." Song Ziyan asked.

Close your eyes?

why?

Fegelein frowned slightly, could it be...

He looked at Song Ziyan's ruddy lips, and then quickly glanced down.

Do you want to sit on his lap... tongue kiss?

Bullshit!

"Impossible." Fegelein's brow became stern.

Song Ziyan was a little scared, took a step back, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Then, then look elsewhere."

Fegelein frowned: "Julian, what exactly do you want?"

"It's not a bad thing." Song Ziyan lied weakly.

Fegelein looked at him and looked at Song Ziyan with his head down.

No way, Fegelein couldn't bear Song Ziyan's behavior that seemed to him like a baby, so he compromised and looked away.

Seeing this, Song Ziyan picked up the red wine and mustered up the courage to throw it at Fegelein.

Fegelein noticed it out of the corner of his eye, and got up quickly when he poured it, and all the red wine was poured in the middle of his pants.

Song Ziyan was stunned on the spot, because the system said at this time that the task will be completed wherever it is splashed.

Fegelein looked at the red wine on his pants, and looked at Song Ziyan in disbelief: "Julian? What are you doing?!"

He said, go get a napkin.

Song Ziyan came back to his senses, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait."

Fegelein looked at him with a frown, not angry, but puzzled.

"You, you sit down," Song Ziyan stammered, flustered, and took a napkin, "I'll help you."

"No need..." Before Fegelein finished speaking, Song Ziyan pushed him to sit down, and then Song Ziyan squatted down and pressed his knees. Before he could react, Song Ziyan moved his head to him and poured red wine liquid place.

? !this part.

Fegelein pressed Song Ziyan's shoulder: "Julian!"

Song Ziyan raised his head, not daring to look at each other, with trembling eyelashes half drooping, he said tremblingly, "Fei, please, just for a while." When Fegelein moved his hand away, he thought that he was probably crazy.

Song Ziyan lowered his head, not allowing him to hesitate. He was afraid that he would not be able to do it later, or that Fegelein would repent, so he stuck out his tongue.

Fegelein's heart stopped suddenly, and he saw this bold and handsome man lick his red wine lightly, twice.