Bend yourself and the great God HE

In the bathroom, Qiao Yun took off his clothes only to realize that he didn't take a change of clothes.

Didn't bring it at all.

"Mo Ran." He called out, "I didn't bring any clothes."

Without any polite words, he knew that Mo Ran would help him solve it.

Mo Ran outside the door responded: "I heard that, wait a minute, I'll get mine for you."

Look, that's it, the lines are exactly what Qiao Yun thought.

He is about the same size as Mo Ran, and when he comes back from military training, Mo Ran will bring him a set of clothes when he buys them.Qiao Yun felt that wearing the same clothes was too ostentatious, and kept them in the closet without wearing them.

After a while, the bathroom door opened, "Here, you like light colors, wear this suit."

It's a light gray nightgown.

Before Qiao Yun wore a nightgown, Mo Ran would tell him that he was not allowed to wear a nightgown in the dormitory.

But now, it's too double-standard, and I still buy it myself.

But this is not the most serious thing. The serious thing is that Qiao Yun stayed where he was, as if a cold wind was blowing on him.

Because without him no clothes, no clothes, no clothes! !

The eyes of the Mo Ran holding the nightgown and the naked man met in this way——

With a scream, Qiao Yun grabbed the nightgown and threw it under him.

Unlike the first time I met Mo Ran at 506, this time it wasn't just his chest and abdomen, he was completely naked.

"Sorry, I forgot to knock on the door." It was also the first time that Mo Ran was stupid, and her earlobes turned red for the first time.

The embarrassment of the two is self-evident.

He hurriedly opened the door and went out, unable to get rid of the scene just now in his mind, he was stunned at the door of the bathroom, Mo Ran felt that he could not breathe, and his heartbeat had never accelerated before.

"Strange." In the bathroom, Qiao Yun's voice was intermittent and dull, "Remember, I used to look at you, and this time I will pay you twice as much. The interest alone is enough for the principal."

At this moment, Mo Ran gasped, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, it was enough money, he made a profit.

It took a while before Mo Ran recovered, and went back to the stove to turn on the fire.

The brisket still had to be stewed for a while, so Mo Ran turned to get the potatoes.

But when cutting, Qiao Yun came out after washing.

"So fast." The Qiao Yun in front of him and the Qiao Yun just now overlapped in Mo Ran's mind for an instant, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Didn't you say you can eat after washing?" Compared to Mo Ran's unnaturalness, Qiao Yun had nothing to do.

When he was taking a shower, he seriously thought that he was here to test Moran, if he could not even meet this standard, what would he do if he really wanted to go on in the future.

Qiao Yun swayed into the kitchen pretending to be relaxed, "This speed is not good, I will help you forget it."

Mo Ran lowered his head without saying a word, and cut potatoes on his own.

Qiao Yun walked to the stove and glanced, "I've been washing it for 10 minutes. The stewed beef brisket with tomatoes is still in the pot, and the potatoes haven't been cooked yet. Moran, what were you doing just now?"

"No reason." Mo Ran still lowered his head.

He thought of the half-day fire he had stood at the door just now, and the hand holding the knife trembled unconsciously.

It's amazing, Mo Ran's silence at this moment is very strange, and his voice is not right, has the domineering energy from before been eaten away?

Qiao Yun snorted lightly, wiped his hair and leaned back against the kitchen counter, squinting at Mo Ran, "Mo Ran, why are you blushing." He asked intentionally.

Mo Ran shook his head.

Qiao Yun smiled: "Isn't it because you are blushing that you are hot? Are you hot?"

Mo Ran's Adam's apple slid up and down abruptly.

Qiao Yun held back a bad idea, and asked: "You are just like a little wife, you have seen me all, I didn't blush but you blush, have you never seen a man's body before?"

Strangely frowned.

Qiao Yun parted his bangs and approached Moran, his breath hit Moran's ear, the corner of his mouth hooked into a smile, and asked in a low voice, "Your ears are so red, are you still thinking about me just now?"

"Hiss—" the knife cut across Mo Ran's index finger in an instant, pierced and frowned.