Louis can't refuse

"Otherwise." Chi Yao didn't want to talk to him, got up and went into the bathroom that came with the bedroom, "Go to the bathroom downstairs and wash up, hurry up."

About 10 minutes later, he was wearing a pair of shorts and opened the shower curtain. Sure enough, Feng Luyi listened to his words and quickly finished washing. so annoying.

Chi Yao also realized that Feng Louis had indeed invaded his personal space, frowning and put on another pajamas.

Feng Louis also quickly looked away, even though he had been staring at the shadow behind the curtain for a few minutes before that.

There were still a few sporadic drops of undried water on the neck, which came from his refreshing hair. After washing, it was not so curly. It looked much more docile, and Chi Yao thought it was weird. Switch between daughters-in-law.

When you thought he was going to come up and wag his tail, he was too shy to look you in the eye.

When I wanted to bully and tease him, I found that the skin was rough and the flesh was too thick to chew on.

Chi Yao decided not to think about it anymore, and lay down on the bed in big characters. Feng Luyi beside him also lay down as if relieved from a heavy burden.

"Who told you to sleep on the floor? Look at how poor you are, it's not like you don't have a bed." Chi Yao was almost speechless, "My dad's room next door, there are new unused pillows and quilts, please bring them here."

Feng Louis gently pushed the room open, and what came into view was the wedding photo of Chi's father and Chi's mother on the wall. The photo frame was large, but the gold-plated edges had faded, and then there was a brand new photo frame the size of a palm on the bedside table. The bright smile is simplified into three shades of black, white and gray, which has a sense of helplessness.

Thinking of the quarrel between Chi Yao and his grandmother at the dinner table, Feng Luyi realized later that his mother had passed away a long time ago, and his family was by no means as harmonious as he imagined.

No wonder Chi Yao looked so anxious when he returned to the alley to look for photos.

To ordinary people, photos are just small fragments that freeze the fragmentary life, and they are often taken.

But this is not the case for the deceased. If you lose one, you will lose one. It is a very important memorial.

Feng Luyi fell into remorse. He shouldn't have been obsessed with stealing the photos back home.

Returning to Chi Yao's room nervously, he called out in a low voice, "Brother Chi, I have something to tell you, it's that photo..."

Chi Yao was plugging in his earphones, looking at the short videos of clubbing tonight sent by other people in the group. Thinking of his terrible weekend, he was extremely irritable, and said impatiently: "I'm busy, don't shout."

Feng Luyi swallowed the words that came to his lips.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Chi Yao put down the phone and asked casually, "What did you say about the photo?"

"Photos...I said the photo in the next room is a little dusty. Does your dad usually live there?" He made up a topic impromptu.

"He's usually in City Z, that's his home, and he doesn't stay here overnight." Chi Yao hated being asked about his family by outsiders, especially when his father's remarriage was involved, so he snorted coldly and said deliberately, "Mr. It’s better than who you can’t even find your father.”

After finishing speaking, he felt that he was a little too much, but Feng Luyi didn't react to any stimulation, and lay down quietly, with his hands folded in front of his chest, meticulous.

He didn't bother to make up any more, and muttered and poked him with his elbow again.

"Will you sleep and lie down more standard than the funeral home?"

Feng Luyi put his hand down, and the two arms touched each other. He glanced sideways and found that Chi Yao had fallen asleep in a prone position.

Feng Luyi looked at him quietly for a while, then put Chi Yao's cell phone next to the pillow, and covered him with a quilt.

After confirming that Chi Yao was in a deep sleep and would not be woken up, he sat up, stepped over the other person's body with one knee, and wrapped the person under him, brushed up the hair on the back of his head, and put the tip of his nose against his neck, like Sniffing hard like an addiction.

When Chi Yao sleeps, the room can't be too dark, and there is a small night light. Even though their shadows are close to each other, there is always a layer of distance between their bodies.

This distance seems to be very close, but in fact it is insurmountable. Feng Luyi understands this sadly. At this moment, he can't wait to put all his senses into Chi Yao's body in exchange for an illusory dream.

But maybe the glands are too sensitive, Chi Yao dazedly stretched out his hand and scratched his neck, then turned inside out, and changed to lying on his side. His sleeping appearance was as rough as most adolescent boys, with a smudge on the corners of his nose and mouth. The imprint on the arm, the pitiful appearance, and the arrogance and domineering when he was awake were completely different.

Feng Louis was able to maintain his sanity only by facing the back of his neck, but now, he was guilty of being a thief, so he dared not look at Chi Yao, and hurriedly pulled up the thin quilt that was lying horizontally to cover the other's face, deceiving his ears and stealing his voice.

The face is covered, but the thighs are completely exposed.

With the dim light of the night light, he discovered that Chi Yao's seldom exposed leg bend had a small red birthmark in the shape of a crescent, hidden between the shapely but white muscle lines, and he thought it was a bite mark if he didn't look carefully.

He was a little obsessed, he traced the outline of the birthmark through the air, then lowered his head and kissed it lightly, there was no deceptive pheromone smell, only the residual shower gel fragrance, and an unnamed smell.

Feng Louis thinks that this is also the smell of the flesh itself. The difference is that the pedantic and unpleasant smell of meat at home will only make him lose desire and even nausea, but Chi Yao's is just the opposite.

Even when he kissed too hard, the originally side-by-side legs slipped slightly, and a new gap was formed at the point above the knee.

He can always find a gap in Chi Yao's body.

Even though the gaps weren't meant to accommodate anything, he still couldn't help but rush into them.

Of course, in order to prevent Chi Yao from waking up in the middle, he didn't tighten his grip on the opponent's legs, but relieved himself slowly and long.

Shadows on the wall briefly overlap.

After everything was over, the moon had already hung on the top of the tallest tree. He imagined the disgusted look in his eyes after being discovered by Chi Yao, and he felt a sense of self-defeating pleasure.

Anyway, m'm 嗨 ge 尵 尵 卫 卫 has been established as a despicable thief, and it doesn't matter if it is worse.

He couldn't tell whether he did this kind of thing to Chi Yao out of admiration, or just to vent the dark thoughts accumulated in his heart.

In short, after flushing the filth and heat into the sewer, he laughed silently, then closed the curtains to keep the moonlight out.

The sun is indeed supposed to match the moon, but he's the kind of guy who can only be in the sewers.

……

At dawn in the morning, Feng Luyi returned home, and there was a garbage leaflet pinned to the door as usual. He wanted to throw it away, but after a glance, he found that it was a travel advertisement, and it was the Z city where Chi Yao transferred to.

So he took the advertisement into the room and began to look at it in the dim light.

After finishing one side, he heard the sound of high heels hitting the ground, accompanied by the noise of the rusted iron door.

His mother, Feng Xuelan, is back.