That emperor wants to gay me

Jun Zifeng looked at Zuo Anming who was covered in the quilt and shook his head helplessly, then walked out.

Hearing that there was no movement in the room, Zuo Anming poked his head out.

"Nimma, I'm suffocating, but I'm gone." After muttering, he tucked himself in the quilt and adjusted his sleeping position, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

He was obviously very tired, but Zuo Anming just couldn't sleep. Counting the time, it has been five or six years since he came to the other world. During this time, he also searched many classics secretly, but he still couldn't find any solution.

"Is it really possible to live here for the rest of my life?" No mobile phone, no computer, no wireless, for people like Zuo Anming, every minute and every second is a deep torment.

It was midsummer, and the weather was unpredictable. The sky that had just returned to the starry sky was instantly eroded by heavy rain.

The thunder and lightning outside and the big raindrops disturbed Zuo Anming's thoughts.

However, in the room next to Zuo Anming, Han Yuxi, who was still asleep just now, was awakened by lightning, dense beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she was panting heavily.

This kind of weather is a kind of torment for Han Yuxi, he is afraid.

He doesn't want to bear everything alone, he needs care and love.Although Zuo Xiang and Zuo Xiang's wife treated him well, they were not a family after all.

Muttering in his mouth: "Anming~" After finishing speaking, he got up and ran towards Zuo Anming's room without even having time to put on his outer shirt.

"Bang~bang~"

It was the violent knock on the door that brought Zuo Anming back to his senses.

A look of solemnity appeared on his face instantly, he had forgotten that his brother was afraid of this kind of weather.

"Damn!"

Cursing secretly, he quickly got up, and the moment he opened the door, Zuo Anming was dumbfounded.

For a person like Han Yuxi who always cared about her own image, she was extremely embarrassed at this moment.

"elder brother."

Han Yuxi didn't speak, and hugged Zuo Anming directly, and Zuo Anming didn't seem to refuse, after all, this was Han Yuxi's habit since she was a child, so he was not surprised.

He raised his hand and gently patted Han Yuxi's back, coaxing and deceiving: "Brother, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, An Ming is here, okay, okay, let's sleep together."

He took off Han Yuxi's wet clothes, wiped his body, and then walked towards the bed.

And during this process, Han Yuxi never spoke, no matter what she did, she let Zuo Anming do.

The two of them sat by the bed and comforted others. Zuo Anming, a three-dimensional and five-thick man, didn't know it at all.

However, no matter what Zuo Anming said, Han Yuxi remained unmoved, her eyes fixed on the front.

Zuo Anming saw it anxiously, "Brother, you are talking."

"If you don't speak, I'll just touch your abs?"

However, Han Yuxi still did not move.

——This...why is it so serious today?But the bad weather is tough enough!

Seeing that Han Yuxi was silent, Zuo Anming really touched Han Yuxi's abdominal muscles directly.

Zuo Anming touched Han Yuxi's eight-pack abs all over, but she still didn't speak.

"Brother, you are talking." Tsk, these abs are so fucking sexy, I wish I had them too.

Han Yuxi still didn't move, but looked at Zuo Anming, and said two words, "Sing."

Zuo Anming frowned slightly: "Sing?" Didn't this nima let him die?How could he, who could sing worse than a crow, be able to sing?