Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Brian wanted to blow-dry his hair. The honorable Earl had never used such products before, so he stood in front of the TV cabinet and studied the hair dryer curiously for a long time.

Jiang Que looked at his tall and broad back tossing and turning in front of the small hair dryer, laughed at him, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When Jiang Que came out of the shower, Brian had already blow-dried his hair and was lying on the bed playing with his cell phone.

Jiang Que doesn't like to lock his phone, it opens with a swipe.

Jiang Que didn't bring many clothes, and he would save the last set for climbing tomorrow.

Brian came out wrapped in a bath towel and looked up from his bed playing with his phone. Seeing Jiang Que without any clothes on, he whistled at him like a gangster.

Jiang Que threw the towel he was using to dry his hair on his face, then turned around and started blow-drying his hair with little interest.

Xiaochu has a bad temper.

like.

Brian smiled and took away the towel that Jiang Que had thrown on his face, climbed out of the bed, stepped barefoot on the ground, stood behind Jiang Que and hugged him and sniffed him.

Brian's tall nose slid across Jiang Que's ears, and he kissed along the back of his neck all the way to his collarbone.

Jiang Que paused holding the hair dryer and glanced back at him indifferently.

Brian felt his gaze and suddenly grinned, reaching out restlessly to untie Jiang Que's bath towel.

Brian bit Jiang Que's ear with a wild smile and declared in a deep voice: "Short-lived human, this Marquis... wants to fuck you."

"..."

Brian was beaten again and didn't have time to change back to his original form. He hung on the ceiling in anger, baring his teeth and glaring at Jiang Que. However, to some people, his bared teeth were like a kitten with its fur standing on end. It looked fierce but was actually harmless.

This guy climbed too high and was hanging on the ceiling, so Jiang Que couldn't hit him, so he let him go for the time being.

I ignored him, dried my hair, climbed into bed, covered myself with the quilt and went to sleep.

I'm so sleepy after a busy day.

It was late at night and the moonlight was bright.

The slightly dry evening breeze passed through the window, accompanied by the noisy chirping of summer cicadas. The air conditioner was turned on in the house, bringing comfortable coolness to the sultry midsummer.

Jiang Que had just fallen asleep for a short while when he felt someone lightly lift the quilt and come in, starting to climb up from his feet, and finally stopped halfway.

The ups and downs of the quilt made Jiang Que open his eyes. He stared at the quilt in the darkness. His eyes turned from pale to dark, and finally to bottomless, revealing the ultimate danger after the tranquility.

It was not until the man swallowed twice that he crawled out contentedly and kissed Jiang Que's neck and lips, then put his arms around him and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

In the darkness, Jiang Que stared at him with deep eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Who did you learn this from?"

Brian looked proud: "Gifted."

"..."

Divine Gold!!

...

Because we were going rock climbing, the photographer came knocking on the door early in the morning.

Jiang Que was annoyed by the knocking on the door. Brian, who had been watching Jiang Que sleeping all night, was displeased and went to open the door with a sullen face.

"Oh my big brother, you finally woke up. The weather is good now so let's climb up early and come down early. I think it will be hot after ten o'clock..."

The photographer heard the footsteps of someone getting up and started talking. He saw that the person who opened the door was a strange foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing Jiang Que's clothes.

He was tall and strong with solid muscles, and his handsome face stared at him seriously and dissatisfiedly, as if he would flatten him with a hammer if he made any more noise.

"died……"

When the photographer saw the person, he lowered the tone of his last words and stepped back, too scared to say another word.

Oh my god! !

Who is this? !

Sleeping in his room and wearing his clothes! ?

What did these two do last night?!

A single man and a single woman were together, and the guy was gay. He didn't believe anything that didn't happen!!

Find a foreigner!

People say that the flowers that foreigners play with, where do they find them, are you crazy?

"You're so noisy." Brian stared at him with dissatisfaction, the muscles on the back of his hand resting on the door showing, with a wild attitude that he would beat him to death if he made any more noise.

The photographer stepped back a meter away and whispered, "Hi, hi, Ai... Ai... I'm looking for Brother Jiang. Please tell him to tie Q."

The photographer was so nervous that he couldn't spell English at all.

Brian said nothing, his eyes filled with disdain.

The door slammed shut, leaving the photographer outside to eat dust.

Photographer: "..."

What kind of temper is this?