After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Zhuang Yan met Xie Ning's serious gaze and fell silent.

However, Xie Ning didn't notice anything, and stared at him with rounded eyes.

Zhuang Yan thought in grief and indignation: retribution, all retribution.

He has teased Xie Ning so many times, after all, he still can't match the power of natural teasing.

Zhuang Yan's eyes fell on Xie Ning.

His figure is fully exposed under this suit: his neck is as white and elegant as a swan, the collarbone of the shirt collar is slightly curved, the slender wrists under the sleeves are looming, and the waist outlined by the suit is so thin that one hand can hold it come over……

Just looking at it like this made a fire in my heart.

Thinking of the word "bath", his eyes became darker, and the tip of his heart stopped for a moment, and then began to beat violently.

His Adam's apple rolled twice, and he confirmed again: "You want to take a bath here?"

Xie Ning nodded: "Yes."

Zhuang Yan took a few deep breaths, and thought to himself that you brought this to your door by yourself.

He turned around and scolded himself severely.

Be human, he's still drunk.

Fuck!

Zhuang Yan's heart became restless.

He really didn't dare to help Xie Ning take a bath.

With Xie Ning's current appearance of taking whatever he asks for and letting him do whatever he wants, if he is a bit of a beast, he would have been wiped out long ago.

But no matter how strong his self-control is and how he wants to be a person, how can he hold back when he sees the person he likes stripped naked in front of him.

Zhuang Yan felt that this was challenging his masculine dignity.

Xie Ning still smelled of alcohol, it would be uncomfortable to sleep without taking a shower, he still looked at himself suspiciously...

Zhuang Yan had a headache for a while, and struggled: "You can take a bath by yourself...is that okay?"

Fortunately, ten-year-old Ning Ning has unlocked the ability to bathe himself.

He nodded: "Yes."

Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief quietly, but a savage disappointment flashed deep in his heart.

He took Xie Ning to the bedroom and went into the bathroom by himself.

The bathroom is large, with a shower over the head and a large bath that can accommodate several adults.

Zhuang Yan was afraid that Xie Ning would choke himself in the shower, so he went to the bathtub to turn on the water.

When the water temperature was about the same, he took off the bath towel and shower gel and put them on the chair next to him, and then dug out the pajamas and change of clothes that Lan Zhai had prepared for the guests from the wardrobe in the bedroom.

Lanzhai's service is very considerate and in place, and all the clothes are brand new.

After doing all this, Zhuang Yan was still not at ease, so he took Xie Ning into the bathroom and taught him most of the bathroom supplies.

Xie Ning nodded: "I know how to use it."

The bathroom door can only be locked from the inside, Zhuang Yan thought for a while and said, "Call me if you need help, I'll stay outside and not go far."

Xie Ning replied slowly: "Okay."

Zhuang Yan looked at him quietly for a while, then smiled with the corners of her lips curled up, gently closed the bathroom door, and went out.

I don't know whether it's a blessing or a pity, but in Lanzhai's suite, the bathroom is a small room that is completely enclosed, unlike ordinary hotels that are only separated by frosted glass.

Zhuang Yan couldn't see the beautiful scenery inside, and the fire in his heart subsided a little.

But the sound insulation in the bathroom is not good, and he can hear the sound of rushing water in the bedroom. There is no picture, but it is even more daydreamy.

The fire that had just died down was revived again.

Zhuang Yan walked to the window and opened the window to expose himself to the cold wind.

He couldn't help but took out a cigarette, and when he was debating whether to smoke it, Xie Ning's voice came from the bathroom.

"Zhuang, Zhuang..." Xie Ning called his name with difficulty, and it took him a long time to remember, "Zhuang Yan!"

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment.

Didn't this just go in?

He put away his cigarettes, knocked on the bathroom door three times, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

Fortunately, it wasn't Xie Ning who was naked standing in front of him.

Xie Ning only took off his suit jacket, his shirt was a little messy, and his cuffs were soaked in water, probably from playing in the water just now.

Bottoms are worn perfectly.

Zhuang Yan asked him, "What's wrong?"

Xie Ning's voice was a little wronged: "The pants...can't be taken off."

Zhuang Yan looked down and saw that there was a hidden buckle on his belt, and it was a little troublesome to untie it.

He was silent for a full three seconds before reaching out to Xie Ning's waist and slowly groping for the belt.

Xie Ning shrank back.

Zhuang Yan gave a pause, then lightly undid the concealed button with his fingers, and peeled off the suit trousers expressionlessly.

He didn't dare to look down at Xie Ningguang's bare legs, his eyes paused on his lips, and he asked hoarsely, "Is there anything else?"

Xie Ning shook his head: "Thank you."

Zhuang Yan didn't speak, and after exiting the bathroom, he couldn't help cursing in his heart: Damn it!

Accompanied by the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom, Zhuang Yan finished smoking one cigarette after another in front of the window.

Fumbling in his pocket, he found an empty cigarette case.

The nearly burnt cigarette in his hand trembled twice, and the ash fell on the window sill, Zhuang Yan frowned.

He smoked out the half pack of cigarettes just like that...

After so long, why hasn't Xie Ning come out?

Does it take so long to take a shower? The water is probably cold.

The bathroom was quiet. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there had been no movement for a long time.

Zhuang Yan pressed the cigarette on the window sill to extinguish it, feeling restless in his heart.

Nothing will happen, right?

He walked to the door of the bathroom, hesitated for a long time, and then pricked up his ears to listen.

It was eerily quiet inside.

Zhuang Yan walked back and forth, but in the end he was still worried, so he reached out and knocked on the bathroom door.

no respond.

Zhuang Yan shouted loudly: "Xie Ning?"

"Xie Ning?"

"Ningning?"

"..."

He won't faint in it, will he?Still asleep?

A piece of news came to Zhuang Yan's mind for a moment, saying that someone fell asleep in the bath, and finally fell into the bathtub and was submerged in water and suffocated.

And now the water is cold, if you continue to wash it, you will definitely catch a cold...

The more Zhuang Yan thought about it, the more irritable he became, his brows were furrowed tightly, and finally he was heartbroken and pushed open the bathroom door.

Rich water vapor rushed towards his face, Xie Ning sat in the bathtub in a daze, with his hands resting on the edge of the bathtub, his eyes were absent-minded, and there seemed to be water vapor in his eyes.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Zhuang Yan was relieved at first.

Then there was a stagnation of breathing.

His gaze fell on Xie Ning's naked shoulders involuntarily. His skin was dazzlingly white. Under the shoulders were clearly visible butterfly bones. They were exquisite and beautiful, tempting people to touch them.

Further down...it was covered by the water of the bath.

Just the sight in front of him was enough to make Zhuang Yan's heart tremble, his mind went blank, and he couldn't think at all.

The fire in his heart suddenly started a prairie fire, burning his whole body to heat up.

Zhuang Yan's hands were tightly clenched into fists, he turned his head away to prevent himself from looking directly at Xie Ning, and called softly, "Ning Ning?"

The voice was hoarse and dull, with lust that was about to come out.

Xie Ning still didn't answer.

Zhuang Yan slowly approached him, breathing faster and faster with his steps.

He first reached out to test the temperature of the water, and it was already cold.

"What's wrong?" He asked hoarsely.

It took Xie Ning a long time to finally respond. He raised his head and said aggrievedly, "It hurts."

Zhuang Yan froze for a moment: "Where does it hurt?"

Xie Ning reached out and pressed his head.

Zhuang Yan asked softly, "Have a headache?"

Xie Ning looked at him with teary eyes: "When I was lying down just now, I bumped into it."

Zhuang Yan squatted down in front of the bathtub, stroking the back of his head: "Is it here?"

Then his body froze suddenly——

Xie Ning stretched out his hand and hugged his neck, as if he wanted to bury him in his arms for comfort.

In an instant, the blood in Zhuang Yan's whole body rushed to the top of his head, and all the thoughts in his mind were burned away by this fire.

Fortunately, there was a bathtub in the way, so Xie Ning just wrapped his arms around his neck in the end, and couldn't jump out.

Even so, Zhuang Yan felt that he was about to explode!

Xie Ning's voice was crying: "It hurts so much."

Zhuang Yan was panicked by his yelling, suppressed those charming thoughts in his heart, brushed aside his hair and looked at the back of his head, but he didn't see any blood.

It should have just been bumped, not even a bag.

Zhuang Yan used all his self-control to gently rub the back of his head.

"Does it still hurt?"

Xie Ning still said, "It hurts."

If he wasn't drunk, Zhuang Yan would have thought he was seducing him.

Zhuang Yan asked impatiently, "Did you hit something else?"

Xie Ning only said, "It hurts."

Zhuang Yan felt that something was wrong with him.

Could it be that after being quiet for so long, he is finally going to go crazy with alcohol in the shower?

Zhuang Yan's head began to ache, and he also had a headache, not only the headache, but also the lower part.

Xie Ning's appearance was too much like being coquettish, Zhuang Yan's chest heaved violently twice, suspecting that he was about to be driven crazy.

Why on earth did he torture himself like this!

He stared at Xie Ning fiercely, thinking, if you act like a baby again, I really can't help it.

Xie Ning's senses were sharp, and he was immediately overwhelmed by Zhuang Yan. His shoulders trembled, and he instinctively stepped back, just in time to sit back in the bathtub.

With his movements, the bath splashed slightly.

Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly: "Are you scared now?"

Xie Ning's body trembled unconsciously.

The corners of Zhuang Yan's mouth curled up slightly, and his tone was dangerous: "Why do you... love to provoke me so much?"

He picked up the towel next to him, trying to help Xie Ning wipe off the water stains on his body.

Xie Ning flinched.

Zhuang Yan sighed: "Be more obedient." Otherwise, he really can't guarantee that he can do anything.

Xie Ning said softly, "I, I will be obedient."

Sure enough, he sat still and let Zhuang Yan wrap him up in a towel and carry him out of the bath.

Zhuang Yan felt that if he lacked a little bit of self-control, Xie Ning should have been devoured by him.

But he is not such a person.

No matter what he wants to do to Xie Ning, it should be based on the fact that Xie Ning is conscious and they are happy with each other, instead of taking advantage of others when he is drunk and unconscious.

So at this moment, he could only scold his mother in his heart, while enduring the evil fire to wipe off the water stains on Xie Ning's body.

The skin under the bath towel was fair and delicate, smoother than the most expensive silk and satin, Zhuang Yan's mind was turbulent, and he couldn't hold it back for a moment, his hands became a little heavier.

Xie Ning had mist in his eyes, as if he was about to cry: "Don't hit me."

Zhuang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I have no tendency to domestic violence, so I won't hit you."

And is he a fool!Did he know that the more he cried at this time, the more violent the man's heart would be aroused? !

With Zhuang Yan's help, Xie Ning put on his pajamas and returned to his obedient and obedient appearance.

Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes, and his tone was mixed with desire that could not be vented: "Does your head still hurt?"

Xie Ning was stunned for a long time, and then replied slowly: "...I'm in pain."

Zhuang Yan reached out and hugged him helplessly: "What about now?"

Xie Ning felt at ease with his broad chest.

He buried his head in Zhuang Yan's arms and said in a muffled voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

...Actually, you just want me to hug you, right?

Zhuang Yan was silent for a while, and the hand on his waist became a little heavier, and his voice was full of cannibalism: "I really want to do this to you."

Xie Ning couldn't understand what he meant for a moment: "?"

Zhuang Yan carried him to the bed and covered him tightly with the quilt.

Xie Ning looked at him in confusion.

Zhuang Yan coaxed him in a low voice: "Be good, close your eyes and go to sleep."

Xie Ning was probably tired from tossing around, so he obediently closed his eyes.

Zhuang Yan stared at him quietly for a long while, full of desire, desire and helplessness intertwined, and finally turned into a sigh.

When Xie Ning fell asleep, Zhuang Yan quietly walked into the bathroom and took a cold shower for himself.

The head that was about to explode gradually calmed down under the impact of the cold water.

Zhuang Yan frowned slightly.

When helping Xie Ning get dressed just now, he faintly saw something drawn on Xie Ning's wrist.

Like... tattoos?

He didn't pay attention to the turmoil at that time, but now that he thinks about it, he can't help feeling entangled.

It seems that a lot of people like to have imprints of people they like on themselves.

And what Qi Rui said.

Zhuang Yan thought blankly, Xie Ning wouldn't have carved Xu Qing's name on his wrist, right?

He couldn't help grinding his teeth—that was too bad.

Coming out of the bathroom, Zhuang Yan climbed onto the bed softly, lowered his head and planted a kiss on Xie Ning's cheek.

Then he quietly clasped Xie Ning's hand, opened his sleeve, and took a look at the tattoo.

——It’s a bird that spreads its wings and wants to fly.

The author has something to say: I feel sorry for Zhuangzhuang... I won't write about his psychological activities in this chapter, I can guess it anyway.

Zhuang Zhuang: Feelings I am not only an artificial heater, but also a painkiller.