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"Yi Chengfeng, get out! Immediately, immediately!" Yan Yu stared at the shadow, his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and blood rushed to his face in waves.

If he had a pair of healthy legs right now, his running speed would definitely kill Yi Chengfeng in seconds.

A wave of more violent bottles and jars flew out, regardless of whether they would hurt people. In fact, some things are quite lethal, such as bath salt jars, such as bath brushes.

It hit the ground with a ping-pong-pong, and glass shards burst out.

Yi Chengfeng was furious, wearing only boxer tops, bravely stepped forward against the hail of bullets with his bare feet, opened the shower curtain and stood in the bathroom with a swish.

All the things on the shelf were thrown away by Yan Yu, but still did not push back the footsteps of the big devil, Yan Yu pulled the hand-held shower, turned the water of the faucet to the maximum, and turned to Yi Chengfeng's face. Spray it on.

Yi Chengfeng really didn't expect the enemy to be so cunning and tenacious, and even know how to attack with water after running out of ammunition and food!

"Pfft—" He spat out a mouthful of water that poured into his mouth, "Everyone is a man, do you need to react so violently? Are you a big girl with yellow flowers? You are so scary!"

Yi Chengfeng argued against the bleak wind and cold rain, "I'm really angry if you make trouble again, don't regret it!"

Water was all over his face and body, and even his underwear was soaked, like a drowned chicken, fried chicken in a mess.

"Get out!" Yan Yu swung the shower and called towards him, the last weapon, the last struggle.

Yi Chengfeng raised his hand and grabbed Yan Yu's wrist holding the shower, pulled it up and pressed it, and it hit the pillow above his head with a bang.

Yan Yu's wrists were numb, the shower was loose from his hand, and fell to the ground with a splash, the gurgling water winding into a small river of grievances.

He struggled vigorously, and with the other hand he came over and tried to open Yi Chengfeng's iron-like fingers, but he was also easily grabbed and pressed on top of his head to subdue him.

The short water attack ended, and the defender Yi Chengfeng won a complete victory.

Yan Yu killed [-] enemies and lost [-]. The snow-white towel bathrobe covering his body was soaked with water, and it slipped a little during the struggle, exposing his thin chest that heaved up and down due to emotional agitation.

"Being honest now? Have you had enough trouble?" Yi Chengfeng easily restrained the opponent's hands with one hand, preventing him from moving. "Isn't it just to ask if you are uncomfortable? If I saw everything, would you still have to cut your wrists with a razor, or cut yourself with a nose hair clipper?!"

Yan Yu was pinched on top of his head with both hands, and his white and thin half-exposed body was in the condescending field of vision. His skin, which had not seen the sun for a long time, was white and transparent, and the pale blue blood vessels underneath could be vaguely seen.His forearm was not much thicker than his forearm, and the slender bones were covered with a thin layer of flesh, as weak as a girl's.

At this time, Yan Yu was quiet instead, giving up any unnecessary resistance and surrendering. His hands were caught and his legs could not move. He was no different from a fish being pressed on a chopping board.

He closed his eyes slightly, his wet eyelashes trembling slightly, his face was frail and ice-white, even his lips were covered with a touch of bean paste powder, only his black hair that was wet with water became more black and shiny.

The water droplets splashed on his face slipped down and disappeared into his temples, giving people the illusion of tears.

He can't really cry, can he?

Yi Chengfeng suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and all reprimanded, sarcasm, and jokes were all stuck in his throat and could not be poured out.

Silence, awkward silence... and the current posture of the two of them...why does it seem to be a little... shameful?ambiguous? @#￥%...

His gaze inadvertently swept across the two small, shallow... small red beans on the other's chest.Red beans grow in the south, spring comes...

Yi Chengfeng's lower abdomen tightened, his dantian burst into flames, and he felt an unspeakable change taking place somewhere in his body, hell!

He let go of his hand firmly and took a few steps back.

Yan Yu opened his eyes, a pair of watery black pupils seemed to be looking straight into his brain, exposing that inexplicable thought to the sunlight for others to whip.

Yi Chengfeng turned his eyes away abruptly, as if he was the one who was bullied and wronged just now!

"You go out first." Yan Yu pulled off the bathrobe on his body, the surly tone just now was gone.

After all, he had just been completely defeated, and he couldn't use any sharp weapon to turn defeat into victory for a while, so he could only move his mouth.

He has too much experience of compromising with life, if this is not enough, he can add a "please."

Yi Chengfeng got out of the shower curtain as if he was running away, stepped on the soap and almost slipped his shit.

He stood in the washroom panting heavily, until his brain was starved of oxygen. After a while, he took off the towel he used last night from the towel rack, and wiped his whole body hastily.

Easy to ride the wind!Are you fucking sick!Yes or no!

Yi Chengfeng returned to the living room, just sat down on the sofa, and bounced up like a nail in his buttocks.

He went back to the washroom, picked up the things Yan Yu threw out one by one and put them on the washstand, smashed the unusable ones and threw them directly into the trash can.

The glass bottle of bath salt was broken all over the floor, and he picked up the large pieces and threw them away. He then wiped the ground carefully with a rag to prevent small invisible omissions.

While doing this, his mind kept spinning like a spinning top, but it didn't come to any complete conclusion.

What happened just now?What's wrong with two men in one bathroom?He and the boys in the glass factory affiliated courtyard have appreciated each other since they could tell the difference between male and female toilets. When they were young, they were farther away from urinating against the wind. Review it maliciously.

Why is it... so different today?

Now his mind is full of Yan Yu's face when he was bullied by him, who was clearly aggrieved and sad but pretended to be calm and calm.

Yi Chengfeng, you are such a bastard, he can't hide if he wants to escape, he can't run away if he wants to, of course he will throw things at you in a hurry, will you die if you get two bottles from him?Actually rushing in pettyly and using force and violence on him, who hates the person who bullies him and can't walk? Are you now the kind of person you hate the most!

Cracks in the ground, crack a crack just for him...otherwise he would just jump off the terrace, it's really embarrassing!

Yi Chengfeng casually put the jeans and jacket on his body, picked up the underwear that had just been thrown on the ground and stuffed it into a plastic bag.

Are you still waiting for someone to come out and hang you with sad eyes?Hurry up and get out!

If you were asked to leave just now, you don’t want to leave. Isn’t it the same to leave early and late?Don't even look at who's home here!

Yi Chengfeng took out his mobile phone, first opened the music software, searched for the song "Iron Blood and Heart", clicked to play, waited for the music to play for a while, then turned it off, and pretended to answer the phone: Hello?Damao Liu... It's been a long time no see... Yes, I came to Liancheng to do some business, and I'll be back in a day or two... Sigh, you're all old classmates... what?You are all gathered together, just wait for me?

He held up his mobile phone and approached the door of the bathroom. He felt that Yan Yu would be able to hear it clearly at this volume: ... that's all right, you can send me the address, and I'll rush over... Okay, meet Talk again!

The movement inside the sliding door couldn't be heard clearly, Yi Chengfeng finished the trick with sweat, and planned to say goodbye to Yan Yu through the door, emphatically expressing his helplessness that he had to leave.

Before he could smooth out his lines, Yan Yu's voice came from the door, "You go, I opened the trunk remotely, don't forget to take your things."

"Then, I'm leaving first, you have a good rest."

After Yi Chengfeng finished speaking, there was no response from the inside. He put on a down jacket and stepped on leather boots and stood outside the door. The door behind him clicked and closed, and finally gave birth to a kind of fluke of passing through danger.

Scumbags can be very witty sometimes!

Yan Yu slid open the sliding door and came out with a wheelchair. Everything was neatly arranged by Yi Chengfeng. The building was empty, only a faint smell of smoke wafted in from the terrace.

There are so many ways to run!Poor acting!

Are you so polite and polite when answering calls from old classmates? Shouldn’t it be: Fuck you, where did Liu Damao die after all these years!I just remembered your father now?Hurry up and save a game for grandpa to catch the wind...

Yan Yu smiled helplessly, sat down in front of the workbench and turned on the computer.

The U.S. stock market is about to open, and the speech in two days will have to be polished again. The scope of rights protection in the research and development of the key technical disclosure should be wider. The appearance design of the sweeping robot has not yet been finalized. The strategic development plan for the first quarter has to be formulated again, and the market research report on the product needs to have a more in-depth analysis...

While taking a shower, there are a few more unread emails with red titles in the mailbox, and some emails that I have specially marked need to be further processed.

Yan Yu, maybe your ability is so limited. You have never been the kind of genius who can easily get the first place in the exam. You can only do the role of the thousand-faced President Yan even if you barely stumble forward. .

Some efforts are doomed to see no rewards, reality is for acceptance, isn't it?

He leaned down, resting his forehead on the cold workbench, staring at the red mark on his wrist.

Yi Chengfeng, I didn't want much from you, I just want to be friends with you again.

The author has something to say:

Yi Dafeng, who has been sleeping on the sofa for two nights, continues to kneel at the door of the bedroom: Red beans grow in the South, and spring comes to send a few branches.I can't sleep well, and I can't eat...

Director: See if there is anyone in the comment section to intercede for Yi Dafeng, if not, take the glass shards from the bath salt bottle and scatter them on the floor, right, right, just the area under his knees, sprinkle evenly!

[The author who works hard to count the words every day, Zhe Roller, asks for collection]