I pulled the grass

The young man's body fragrance was infinitely magnified at this moment, Lu Wanzong barely resisted the steps of retreating, squinted his eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed past.

Seeing that slender finger stretched out, he subconsciously wanted to block it, his fingers holding the bath towel tightened, his breathing suddenly became heavier, his eyes seemed to be hiding the endless night sky, deep and distant, staring at his movements.

The fingers seemed to be on fire, and the skin touched by the fingertips was burning hot. Lu Wanzong suddenly turned around and separated him.

"Do you want me to wipe it for you?" The clear and clear boyish voice penetrated into my ears again.

Lu Wanzong took a deep breath, turned around and handed over the towel to wipe his hair, and looked at him calmly: "Come."

Lu Wange was turned against the general, and he didn't know how to end it. He looked at him blankly, but his face turned red a little bit.

Lu Wanzong's eyes were filled with a smile, and he raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Lu Wange pulled the towel angrily, hum, just wipe it off, anyway, I won't suffer.It's just that before he met him, Lu Wanzong had already turned around and left: "Forget it, the hair dryer is faster, so I don't need to bother Xiaoge, after all, you are still a sick patient."

The sound of the hair dryer buzzed, and Lu Wange felt that he had been tricked, so he snorted, closed the door and went back to his room.

How can Lu Wanzong be tempted by him at will, this time is just another temptation.

Lying on the bed, Lu Wange stared at the ceiling and snorted.

I talked to him a few words, looked at the body twice, took a few breaths, and became quieter, heh...

The skin covered with water flashed before his eyes again, Lu Wange stared at his index finger that touched Lu Wanzong's skin just now, as if there was still a warm touch on it, he stuck out the tip of his tongue as if bewitched, and licked it lightly.

When he realized what he had done, he was stunned for a moment, his face became hot like an explosion, and he suddenly pulled the quilt to cover himself.

On a day when the sun rises as usual, there is nothing new under the sun.

The next day when Lu Wange got up and went downstairs, Lu Wanzong was already reading the newspaper again.The two greeted each other, as if the ups and downs last night were all their imaginations, and it seemed that everyone was the same.

"Do you need me to take you to school?" Lu Wanzong asked without taking his eyes off the newspaper.

"Okay." Lu Wange thought for a while.

Lu Wanzong didn't have much hope at first, but he didn't expect him to agree, and looked up at him.

It just so happened that Lu Wange also looked over, his black and white eyes were full of doubts, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked the porridge at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Wanzong looked away and stared at the newspaper, not reading it for a long time.

After breakfast, Lu Wange turned on the TV and began to look for programs. He took off his slippers, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and swayed from side to side with a smile.

Lu Wanzong didn't watch TV at first, but he glanced at it with a smile, and frowned slightly after seeing it.Why does the artist in the middle look familiar, Cen Yu?

Lu Wanzong took another look and was sure it was Cen Yu. His eyes sank, and finally returned to normal.

Lu Wange saw that he was also watching variety shows, and joked, "Brother, do you know who this is?"

At this time, Lu Wanzong had started to read the newspaper again, and said indifferently, "I don't know."

"It's Cen Yu. Although he's not a fresh meat, his appearance and acting skills are all online. It is said that he has been developing abroad. He just came back. It seems that he is going to open the domestic market. I am quite optimistic about him." Lu Wange stared at the TV. explain to him.

Lu Wanzong said lightly.

Lu Wange watched half an episode of variety shows, and it was time for school.