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Calvin awoke at two o'clock the next afternoon.

Also waking up in his body was a severe headache and nausea.A few seconds later, he crawled out of bed with difficulty, staggered into the toilet and vomited - Calvin only felt that his head was filled with a group of Russian football hooligans and a death metal band performing a concert at the same time, The pain and ringing in his ears made gold star in front of his eyes, and he had to put his hands on the rim of the toilet to keep himself from falling into the white funnel bowl.

Some bitter liquid flowed down his nasal cavity, causing a strong burning sensation in the esophagus and respiratory tract.

"Oh fuck..."

Calvin cursed the thing called a hangover that was raging in his body, and he took a shower in the chaos. The hot water seemed to be poured directly into his brain, which didn't make his headache much better.

【I shouldn't drink. 】

That's what he thought as he got wet out of the tub and pushed the bathroom handle to walk out.

[Damn since I started quitting drinking five years ago, I haven't been fucking sick like I am today--]

The morning sunlight fell through the window into the living room, causing Calvin's trance-like thoughts to tremble.

Then he stood in the doorway of the bathroom, naked, remembering that he hadn't really had a drink (except wine, of course) since he started sobriety five years ago, and yet last night, he did lose his guard, from a goddamn boy Got a lot of booze to drink...it didn't taste much stronger than fruit juice, but his headache right now felt like he'd just downed three bottles of vodka.

"Shit."

Calvin narrowed his eyes, he raised his head to look at the little white face in the living room, and said.

"Morning, good morning."

Hearing the voice of the owner of this apartment, Virgilie stood up from the coffee table in a panic. He was wearing a mustard yellow waterproof apron that could be called a nightmare, and he was holding a frying pan in his hand.

When he turned his head and saw Calvin's body, his eyes suddenly widened, his face turned a funny bright red in a short time, and his lips seemed to be stuffed Open like an invisible apple.

"Gal... oh my god..."

After a few seconds, Vigilie reacted suddenly, jumping up like a frightened rabbit.Then he turned his head to avoid Calvin's body... the wet, still dripping body.

It didn't take long for Calvin to realize that maybe it wasn't a good idea to walk out of the bathroom naked after a hangover shower and try to get some underwear for himself (although that's pretty normal for a single grown male).

Perhaps because of being overly frightened, when Virgili saw Calvin's book sword, the pan in his hand fell off, and the pan hit his foot—Vilgili let out a miserable sound. Calvin couldn't tell whether the miserable cry was because his instep was hit hard by the pan or because the burnt black fried egg directly covered the young man's hapless instep.

Virgilie took a step back in embarrassment, and then he tripped over Calvin's worn-out coffee table, and then he fell on the coffee table, successfully turning the two-dollar second-hand coffee table into a floor of glass shards with the weight of a grown man .

"Whoa-"

With a loud bang, Virgil almost cut his ass with one of the windows, but luckily his pants protected him.

Calvin stared dumbfounded at Virgil, who sat blankly in the mess, looking as if he was going to cry in the next second.

The charred egg was still at his feet, emitting a wisp of smoke.

"Wow."

Calvin raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and let out a sigh of emotion.

"I didn't think seeing me naked would give you such a...reaction."

Afterwards, he slowly leaned back, took out a scarf from behind the bathroom door, and wrapped it around his waist hastily.

Calvin is not the kind of person who can openly show his body in front of another man. In fact, he may care more about the privacy of his body than normal men.But strangely, after realizing that the other person in the apartment was Virgil, Calvin didn't feel the same nervousness as before.

Oh, that's right, Virgilis felt too harmless to Calvin, or rather, weak, Calvin would always involuntarily feel soft-hearted and let down his vigilance when facing him.

For example, now, Calvin always feels that he should be angry about the accident caused by Virgil, but...

"I-I-I'm so sorry-"

Virgil kept repeating to Calvin in that terrified tone: "I really didn't mean to—I can pay, I swear—"

His pitiful appearance made Calvin sigh involuntarily.

"Hey," Calvin stared at Wei Jili's face, "...you know what? You're acting like a 12-year-old right now."

And it was the kind of child who was severely criticized by his parents and tortured to death by the so-called strict education-and this appearance was no stranger to Calvin.

This frightened bird looks...

(Oh shit.)

Calvin's gaze fell into Virgil's mint green eyes, and he murmured softly in his heart.

Of course he wouldn't find it strange. Didn't he have the same disgusting look when he disguised himself as that disgusting angel in that damn mobile caravan?

Calvin couldn't help thinking of Virgil's files.

He wanted to swear again.

"I..." Vigili took a long breath, covered his face with his hands, and when he put his hands down, he looked much calmer, "I really can only say sorry, I don't want to put It's all messed up... Of course, I wouldn't normally do this..."

The rich man bit his lip, and seemed to be struggling to find words in his mind.

"... Anyway, I was just caught off guard, I mean, I wasn't ready."

Maybe he thought of something, that funny pink color quickly diffused along his neck to his cheeks.

The corners of Calvin's mouth twitched, and he looked down at his naked upper body and the towel around his waist. Virgili's overly innocent performance actually made him feel a little embarrassed for unknown reasons.

"It's okay, you said you would pay compensation." Calvin paused, and then said, "I thought you were an artist? In theory, you should be able to adapt to human nudity?"

Virgil's shoulders trembled, and he lowered his eyelids, long lashes covering his mint green eyes.

"When, of course, I didn't make jokes like this in school, I just...after all...that's you..."

Vigili said that Calvin secretly traced the other person's body from an angle that he didn't notice.

Apparently, Calvin had no idea what a wonderful body he had.

Just like his exquisite face, Calvin's body seems to be a masterpiece of God: he is very thin, but he never has that annoying skinny feeling, his thinness only highlights his body more and more Tall and delicate, how wonderful and delicate is that pale skin, wrapping tight muscles and a perfect skeleton, every depression and bulge is soft, smooth, delicate, like a marble sculpture, like unnatural artifacts...

Virgil could feel a hard ache somewhere in his body.Fortunately, his current posture can help him cover it up more or less. He almost exhausted all his instincts as a liar to maintain his appearance as a little lamb.

God knows how passionate and exuberant desire is boiling in his brain right now—Vigily lowered his head to avoid Calvin noticing his overly explicit gaze.

"All right……"

Calvin grumbled as he turned and walked toward the bedroom.

"I guess I should wear a dress so I don't irritate you," he said without sarcasm. "You're a weirdo, I have to say."

Thankfully, Vigili once again managed to get away with it.

Calvin didn't notice the filthy and terrible thoughts in Virgil's body, he simply attributed Virgil's behavior to the other party's unpleasant past... Oh, of course, Calvin knew that Virgil might have something for him So some thoughts, but this kind of admiration is nothing new to him.

After all, he had this damn pretty face.

The only new thing might be that Virgil's admiration is so young...so young and shy to the point of being clumsy, almost making it impossible for Calvin to be wary of him.

At least, that was the case for Calvin.

……

When Calvin appeared in front of Virgil again, he was already wearing a simple T-shirt and a pair of old jeans.

And Vigilie has also stood up from the ground. He tiptoed carefully over the glass debris left by the coffee table, and was talking with his mobile phone in his hand.

After hearing Calvin's footsteps, his conversation with the person on the other end of the phone was also over.Virgili turned his head after pressing the end button. After seeing Calvin's attire, his eyes darkened: Calvin would not know that he looked younger under this casual attire, and he looked almost As seductive as a college student, a green apple - Vigili quickly put together his disguise again, and a smile that was a mixture of uneasiness and flattery quickly appeared on his face.

"I, I just called the cleaning company, and they will send someone to clean up the place later... I also ordered a new coffee table for you, and the designer will send the product catalog later, you can choose what you like style." Virgili paused for a moment, then turned his head slightly so that Calvin could more clearly receive his hesitant feelings, "...I think it will take a little time to clean up here, before that, you , you might like to go to the restaurant for breakfast with me? Well, I thought about making it at home, but Histu wasn't here, so I just..."

He spoke more and more quietly.

And Calvin glanced at the living room, the scorched fried egg in the middle of the shards of glass was particularly conspicuous.

Virgil blushed even more.

"...It seems that I don't have much talent in this area."

The young man struggled to say the last sentence.

Calvin glanced at him quickly. When Virgil lowered his head, his curly hair, which was as soft as lamb's wool, always made his palms a little itchy.

"It can be seen." Calvin said word by word, and he noticed that Virgil was biting his lip-under normal circumstances, a man would only make people feel sick when he bit his lip like this, but when Virgil did this, But he looked extraordinarily pitiful—he looked as if he was praying to God with all the cells in his body for Calvin to give him an affirmative reply.

In a trance, Calvin seemed to hear someone sighing in his heart.

"Ok."

Calvin heard himself speaking to Virgil.