Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

No one knows that the seemingly most easy-going person is filled with disgust when others touch him.

But for some reason, this kind of disgust cannot take effect on Xie Zhuo.

He invited him into his home, shared his private space, shared his kitchen and his bed.

In this way, he didn't feel any impatience, on the contrary, he was very happy.

This kind of joy came out of nowhere, but it made him feel as if he was soaked in syrup.

Why is this so?

Even Xuan Xiao himself was puzzled by his behavior.

Could it be that this guy is different from his former classmates?

How long have they known each other?Can lie in a bed?

He is especially cold-faced, sleepy, and stubborn?

Xuan Xiao laughed angrily at the cold humor in his heart, he couldn't help touching Xie Zhuo's soft hair, closed his eyes and fell into sleep.

Since you can't know the answer, then go according to your own mind.

Anyway, he is happy with such a life, isn't he?

Xie Zhuo had a good sleep this time.

Even, he didn't wake up in the biological clock, but was woken up by Xuan Xiao.

The school bully wearing an apron looked at him apologetically in the morning: "Although I really don't want to wake you up, but if I don't get up, I will be late."

Xie Zhuo was startled, and after glancing at the time, he froze at the scene.

How can this be?How could he be so sound asleep?

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Xie Zhuo probably hates being alone.

He doesn't like a bedroom alone, and he doesn't like the silence when he's asleep.

So every night he struggled with the game in the dark, and then hurriedly caught up on sleep when the sky was about to light up the next day, and fell asleep in the rustling sound after arriving at school.

But yesterday...

Did he sleep so well?

Is it the magic of the bed, or the magic of the people around you?

The bed of course!

Xie Zhuo didn't take a moment to attribute the credit to Xuan Xiao's bed. He picked up the neatly folded clothes beside the bed and put them on, and said coldly, "What kind of bed is this? I'll change it some other day too!"

Anyway, a bed that can give him a good night's sleep is a good bed!

The young master, who was as soft as a ball of cotton when he fell asleep, returned to his cold appearance after waking up, but Xuan Xiao seemed to see the sticky and soft inside from his hard shell.

It was rare for him to have a good sleep today, and when he woke up in the morning, the young master was sticking to his body like a candy.

When he pushed people aside when he got up, the young master even groaned a few times in dissatisfaction.

That voice...

Xuan Xiao felt that if Xie Zhuo heard it again when he was awake, he might kill him.

In some secret thoughts that he didn't even know about, Xuan Xiao swallowed Xie Zhuo's harmless little problem into his stomach, and didn't tell him what he looked like when he fell asleep.

"It's just an ordinary bed, made by the landlord of the apartment." Xuan Xiao pointed to the bathroom: "The toiletries are ready, wash your face and go to eat."

"Oh." Xu Shi fell asleep, but Xie Zhuo was unexpectedly well-behaved today, and moved to the bathroom after being ordered.

The toothpaste has been carefully squeezed by the human body, and the washed and dried towels emit a faint fragrance, without the disgusting smell of new things.

Looking at his rarely energetic self in the mirror, Xie Zhuo had to admit that he was in a good mood now.