The beauty god is forced to love every day

Yu Cheng casually put the shirt on his arm and began to look for a change of clothes. "Why don't you wash it first and then apply the medicine."

Hearing the voice, Yan Qing came back to his senses and lowered his head hurriedly, "You... wash first!"

"Okay, then I'll wash first." Hearing this, Yu Cheng took his clothes and went into the bathroom. He had been busy all day and his body was full of smell, which was very unpleasant.

Yan Qing just sat on the chair, staring at the confused figure and the sound of splashing water, biting her fingers irritably.

The itchiness in his body from time to time made him want to be touched and hugged.

As the sound of water stopped, Yu Cheng appeared in a white T-shirt and black shorts. He was wiping his hair with a towel and casually wearing black slippers.

"Go ahead!"

Yan Qing looked up and saw Yu Cheng passing by, bringing with him a pleasant scent of chamomile. He subconsciously pulled the corner of Yu Cheng's clothes.

"What's wrong?" Yu Cheng glanced sideways.

Yan Qing silently put down his hand again. This was very presumptuous, but he just couldn't control his desire...

Seeing Yan Qing lowering her head, her pink hair seemed to have lost all its vitality and was limp, making her look even more pitiful.

Yu Cheng half squatted down and asked softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Yan Qing's lips were pursed into a straight line. He wanted Yu Cheng to hug him, but he felt bad about it. His whole body was uncomfortable.

It was like drowning and it was difficult to breathe.

After a long time, Yu Cheng heard a very soft voice saying, "You can hug me.

He stared at Yan Qing's profile uncertainly, "What did you say?"

The cold voice had a hint of magnetism, very pleasant to hear, but also very cold. Yan Qing shrank back and took back what he had just said in shame.

"No...nothing."

Yu Cheng took a probing look, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and said nothing more, turning on the computer.

Yan Qing stared at the profile, and the itchiness in her body seemed to come out. She began to resist, and the uncomfortable feeling doubled.

Yu Cheng felt uncomfortable being stared at, he turned his head to look over and met those wet eyes.

Innocent and naive, as if he would be scared to tears if you raised your voice a little, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

Yan Qing blinked her eyes and said in a soft voice with a hint of grievance, "I don't have any change of clothes."

Yu Cheng looked at the aggrieved expression and suddenly felt that it was his fault. He did not ask the boy if he needed clothes.

"If you don't mind, you can wear mine first."

Yan Qing nodded and didn't dare to look at Yu Cheng again.

Opening the wardrobe, Yu Cheng looked at his simple clothes and felt embarrassed. He picked out the one he thought was the best and handed it to Yan Qing.

When Yan Qing took the clothes, his fingertips lightly brushed the back of Yu Cheng's hand. He wanted to go further with attachment, but he didn't dare.

He was afraid that Yucheng would think he was a pervert and despise him for being disgusting.

Seeing how slow the guy was, Yu Cheng looked down at his watch. If he didn't wash soon, the lights would be turned off.

"The lights will be turned off soon, you need to hurry."

"Okay." Yan Qing slowly stood up holding the clothes and limped towards the bathroom.

Seeing him like this, Yu Cheng went over to help him and said, "Be careful, I'm outside. Call me if you need anything."

The warmth of the palm of Yan Qing's hand made him extremely satisfied, and even his eyes brightened a little, but it soon disappeared.

The door was closed and every cell in his body was protesting. He bit his fingers in pain. He hadn't had a hug from Si Yanjin for a week.

The inner desire to be touched reached its peak, and it was greatly relieved when I had contact with Yucheng just now.

But after a short while, his body wanted it even more after being separated. He temporarily suppressed the pain from his fingertips and turned on the shower to wash slowly.

The marks on his body reminded him all the time of what happened today. He was a dirty person, and everyone disliked and hated him...

They said he was a pervert and that he was unclean.

He wanted to go home very much, but his brother told him to learn to be independent and would come to pick him up after the semester was over. He also asked Si Yanjin to take care of him.

But Si Yanjin didn't like him and said he was disgusting, even though he had vowed to take care of him for the rest of his life.

He will no longer like Si Yanjin from now on.

When he came out of the shower, he saw Yu Cheng lying on the bed, seemingly asleep, looking at his bare bed.

He doesn't know what to do?

Looking up at Yu Cheng's fair profile, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Very distant and indifferent.

He hesitated whether to speak or not. He had no place to sleep and no medicine to apply, but he was afraid that Yu Cheng would reject him.

I just stood there, at a loss as to what to do.

Yu Cheng was almost asleep in bed, when suddenly he noticed something and looked over.

I saw the pink-haired boy looking at me without blinking, his clear eyes were very beautiful, not black, but amber.

The cherry blossom pink hair fell naturally on both sides, dripping with water, leaving a stain on the white T-shirt.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Yan Qing pinched the hem of her clothes, mustered up the courage to whisper, "I don't have a quilt, can I sleep with you?"

Only then did Yu Cheng realize that there was nothing on the boy's bed, but he did not agree immediately because he did not like sleeping with strangers.

Yan Qing didn't hear a reply for a long time, and pursed her lips, "I'm very good, I'll just sleep a little bit, I won't squeeze you."

Seeing the boy's cautious look, Yu Cheng inexplicably agreed, "Okay."

Seeing Yu Cheng agree, Yan Qing smiled happily and said, "Thank you."

Yu Cheng was dazzled by this smile, which felt like warm and dazzling sunshine, shining straight into the darkest corner of his heart.

At that moment, his heart seemed to skip a beat, and then he realized something and looked away awkwardly.

Yan Qing looked at the tall ladder, then looked at her feet, feeling inexplicably aggrieved, "I can't get up there."

Hearing the voice, Yu Cheng quickly stood up and said, "Wait for me to come down."

"it is good."

After Yu Cheng came down, his expression stiffened unnaturally. The loose T-shirt made the boy look even thinner.

The hem just reaches the hips, and the straight and well-proportioned legs are exposed to the air, like the finest mutton-fat jade, flawless and porcelain white.

Yan Qing didn't know that Yu Cheng was staring at his legs. He looked up and asked, "I want to blow dry my hair. Do you have a hair dryer?"

Yu Cheng came back to his senses, his eyes moved slightly, and seeing that the hair was dripping with water, he handed over his towel, "You wipe it first, I'll get the hair dryer."

Yan Qing wiped her hair roughly and took the hair dryer to blow dry her hair.

Yu Cheng's eyes were unconsciously attracted to those legs. Looking at the red marks on them always made people imagine a lot.