Did you win? ”

Qing Qing cold's words seemed to carry a faint magic power, like an electric current rushing straight into his heart.

The misanthropy looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief.

The light outside the window seems to pass by like a neon lamp,

Shouldn't we start talking big about it?

How can I suddenly have the illusion that parents are looking at their children?

found that the misanthropy was silent, just looking at him with pitiful and confused eyes,

Qingliu twisted his eyebrows lightly, what does this expression mean?

He bowed his head slightly, "Huh? ”

The world-weary responded a little stunned, and suddenly found that the little white face was not white at all at this time.

Qingliu: "Lost?" ”

The misanthropic reflexively blurted out, "How is that possible! ”

Qingliu looked at him, casually sweeping over his bare skin.

The misanthropy took his own clothes to protect his breast,

"Don't look at these, these are all symbols of winning the war, you don't know how badly they were beaten by me!"

The corners of Qingliu's mouth casually pulled out a faint smile, "Yes." ”

The world-weary subconsciously protected the clothes on his chest,

"Then you have to, and don't look at who is doing it with them."

Qingliu glanced at him,

"Don't stop it, you can't stop it."

The injuries on the body are so obvious.

The misanthropy smiled a little awkwardly.

Qingliu said, "Put your clothes on." ”

The misanthropy frowned, he moved a lot to get dressed, his arm was about to be raised to drill, and the wound on his back was particularly painful.

He sighed softly and shook his head,

"It's okay, it's a big night, just let me play a hooligan."

"Don't scare the driver." Qingliu looked down at the distance on the map of his phone.

Raising his eyes and falling on his shoulders, the world-weary figure is very good, the beautiful lines have swollen into a bun, and the body is covered with bruises.

He was slightly stunned.

Shoved the phone into his hand.

"Get it for me."

The world-weary held the mobile phone and looked at him in some surprise, and the cold young man had already reached out and began to unbutton his body.

On the slender neck, the Adam's apple is faintly raised, and the top button is unfastened.

Revealing pale skin and beautiful collarbone lines.

Ruyu's fingers unbuttoned the white jade buttons, and the shirt faded from her shoulders.

The misanthropy looked at him dumbfounded,

"What, stream...... Liu'er, you don't have to do this. ”

Qingliu said lightly, "It's okay." ”

The misanthropy pressed his hand and said solemnly,

"Anyway, it's obvious that we're a group, you don't have to take off your clothes, I'm nothing, neither of us wears clothes, it's really a bit like a pervert."

Qingliu: "............"

What the hell is a magical brain circuit.

Qingliu pursed her lips, reached out and snatched the clothes out of his hand, and then stuffed her clean shirt into his hand.

"Put it on."

Misanthropic dumbfounded.

The breezy young man pinched the corner of his black T-shirt and was about to put it on his body.

The misanthropy hurriedly stopped him, "You, you, what are you doing?" ”

"What do you say? Can't tell it's a dress? ”

The misanthropy feels a little hot in his cheeks,

"I'm me, I'm dirty."

It was really dirty, he took it off and covered his head, sweated all over his head, and wiped the soil on his body with his clothes.

He felt dirty himself, and looked at Qingliu's cold white skin in the moonlight.

The misanthropy finally felt a little embarrassed.

Qingliu glanced at him indifferently, pursed his lips and did not speak.

pinched the corner of his clothes directly and put it on his head without hesitation.

The tips of the world-weary ears turned red.

"It's coming soon, get dressed, or don't come home with me."

Qingliu ripped off the corners of his clothes, and looked at the misanthropy with a calm face.

The misanthropy looked at him in his own clothes.

The black T-shirt is simple, Qingliu rarely wears black, and most of the clothes on his body are light-colored.

Suddenly, when he wore black, he broke a little arrogant coldness.

The world-weary looked at the white shirt in his hand, and reached out with difficulty to put it on.

Pulled the wound halfway, and he screamed in pain.

The body was clinging to the soft fabric, not as hard as expected, and there was no unbearable pain from the friction of the wound.

It is full of lingering soapy fragrance.

It smells very light and pleasant.

The world-weary ears are a little hot, and he hangs his head and doesn't speak.

His voice came from overhead, "I'm home, get out of the car." ”

"yes, okay."

It's still a familiar apartment building, although it's a little shabby, but relatively speaking, it's really too luxurious here.

The world-weary followed him upstairs, staring at Qingliu's back, his clothes crumpled on him, not to mention taking advantage of the cold and upright posture.

Not to mention how disobedient it is.

Qingliu opened the door, and instead of going in first, he took a step back and gave him the door, "Go in." ”

The misanthropic strode in, and saw that he was about to close the door directly.

He quickly stared back at him and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Even he didn't realize how much he reacted like a child.

Qingliu raised his eyes, and his moist eyes fell on his face, and the look in his eyes was inadvertently gentle.

"Go to the supermarket, I'll be back."

Misanthropic oh.

Qingliu snorted, "You go to rest for a while, don't take a bath, simply wipe it with a towel." ”

Misanthropic asked, "Why?" ”

“……”

Qingliu closed the door, "The wound must not be wet." ”

The misanthropy sat on the small sofa, frowning a little displeased.

Don't let you take a bath?

That stinky body, how will he sleep tonight.

Misanthropy walked to the bathroom.

The bathroom is small and there is no bathtub, just a simple shower.

He glanced around and saw clothes hanging above his head, pants, and ......

The misanthropy withdrew his gaze and coughed softly.

He hesitated, but took off his clothes and took a simple shower.

The warm water streaked across the wound with an indescribable tingling.

No, for the sake of fragrant fragrance, you still have to take a bath.

Halfway through the wash, there was a knock on the door.

The misanthropy stopped the flow of water.

"What's wrong?"

Through a door, I heard a cold voice outside the door, and asked,

"What are you doing in there?"

The misanthropy casually said, "I'm brushing my teeth." ”

Qingliu asked, "Then how do I hear the sound of flowing water?" ”

The misanthropic face is not red, and the heart is not beating, "That's me peeing and brushing my teeth at the same time." ”

Qingliu: "??? ”

Misanthropy: "......"

Like, something isn't quite right.

Qingliu's voice sank, and he said coldly, "Come out." ”

The misanthropic replied while wiping the water on his body,

"I go to the toilet, won't you let me finish it?"

"Open the door."

“？？？”

Misanthropic and confused.

Open the door?

Do you have the courage to say it again to your dad?

You pervert actually want to see me go to the bathroom?

Outside the door came the sound of keys clashing together,

The misanthropy suddenly had a bad premonition,

"Give you ten seconds, you come out or I'll go in."