Scum gong, I'm getting along with you Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Shen Keyan felt that no matter how Teng Bai looked at it, he didn't look like someone who was willing to sleep in the same bed with others.

But when Fujibai said "we can sleep together", his tone was still normal, and his expression was no different from his usual one. He was stating something achievable.

So after cleaning up the water on the floor of the room, Shen Keyan climbed onto Tengbai's bed very unceremoniously.

The bed in this room was bigger than the normal hospital bed. If two men were lying shoulder to shoulder, there would be at least half an arm's length left on both sides.

It was not too late when Shen Keyan climbed into bed.

Teng Bai sat on the side of the bed near the door, dried his hair and was wrapped in a thin quilt, still looking at the computer.

Shen Keyan didn't intend to spy on other people's bodies, he leaned on the other side of the bed about half an arm's distance away, and didn't continue to read the script, but opened the bedtime reading on his phone.

The next plot in the script is that the three protagonists do not give up and continue to think of ways.

It was Lin Gao who always came up with bad ideas again and suggested: "I'll go to their room to pretend to be a ghost, and then you rush in to be a hero and save the beauty, how about it?"

This proposal was naturally adopted in the end, and the end ended with Lin Gao being beaten into a pig's head.

The rain outside the window has dropped a lot, and if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear the sound of the rain.

The torrential rain just now was really weird, if Shen Keyan continued to watch, and a ghost knocked on the door after a while, it would be really supernatural.

Shen Keyan's sleep quality has always been poor, especially when he missed the first time he entered the entertainment industry, he couldn't fall asleep all night and tried various methods but couldn't fall asleep.

Later, Brother Hu took him to see a psychiatrist, who recommended some bedtime readings for him, and his insomnia gradually improved.

Later, after not having insomnia, Shen Keyan would still read books before going to bed when he was not too busy.

The two of them were doing their own things quietly. After ten o'clock in the night, Fujibai got up and put away the computer.

Seeing this, Shen Keyan put down his phone, looked at Teng Bai and asked, "Are you going to sleep?"

Putting down the computer, Tengbai turned to look at him, and was about to speak when his eyes fell on Shen Keyan's half of his face that was no longer swollen.

For half a month, Shen Keyan's face had no signs of being swollen at all, but Teng Bai stared at it for a while, and then suddenly said: "Do you still need to apply medicine to your face?"

Shen Keyan was also taken aback by Teng Bai's question.

He felt that his face didn't look like it still needs to be applied with medicine. When he took a look in the shower just now, his skin was fair and tender, and it could be broken by blowing bullets.

He raised his eyes to look at Tengbai, and when he was about to say "no need", he suddenly looked into Tengbai's eyes.

In Tengbai's eyes, there were some things that Shen Keyan couldn't explain, but he somehow felt that Tengbai wanted his affirmative answer.

And he also nodded unexpectedly.

After nodding their heads, the two of them stared wide-eyed.

Something flashed through Shen Keyan's mind, and he grabbed it.

Ah, he remembered, when he packed his things and came here, he brought his small bag for sundries, and those few ointments were in his small bag.

The dedicated Shen Keyan directly completed the whole set of the play, got out of bed, took out the ointment from the small bag, and returned to the bed.

Just as he turned on the front camera of his phone and was about to apply the ointment according to it, Fujibai's hand stretched out in front of him.

"Let me paint it for you." Teng Bai knelt in front of him and said to him.

Shen Keyan didn't expect that he really got Teng Bai's thoughts right.

After his conjecture was verified, he came to his senses and suddenly wanted to laugh.

He found out when Fujishiro applied medicine to him last time. Fujishira seemed to like this job quite a bit, and now Fujishiro's initiative to ask proved his liking even more.

How could anyone like to help others apply medicine.

Strange hobbies, and...strangely cute.

Shen Keyan held back his laughter, and handed the ointment to Tengbai.

He smiled at Tengbai very face-saving: "Thanks, it just so happens that it's not convenient for me to apply it myself."

Fujibai nodded, lowered his eyes and took out the first ointment he applied seriously, unscrewed the cap, and still squeezed it on his fingertips.

His hands are white, his nails are neatly trimmed, and the transparent ointment is squeezed on his hands, which is actually a bit pleasing to the eye.

However, soon, Shen Keyan could no longer appreciate this pleasure.

Last time Shen Keyan's face was swollen into a pig's head, painful and numb. When Teng Bai applied the medicine to him, he felt nothing but the coolness of the ointment.

But now his face was neither painful nor numb, and his sense of touch was normal. Only then did he realize how light the force of Tengbai's application of the ointment was, so light that he felt that the right half of his face seemed to be swept by a feather, and it was extremely itchy. .

Shen Keyan endured one ointment, and when Tengbai began to apply the second ointment, he couldn't help it anymore.

He raised his hand and grabbed the wrist that Tengbai applied the medicine on, pulled it away, looked at Tengbai with a smile and joked: "We have no grievances, why do you torture me like this with tickling skills?"

Teng Bai was stunned for a moment, but he didn't answer Shen Keyan first, but looked down at Shen Keyan's hand holding his wrist.

Shen Keyan is whiter than him, and his wrist is also thinner than him. Those thin white fingers stick to his wrist, which is a bit embarrassingly soft.

Shen Keyan saw that Teng Bai had been staring at him holding his hand, thinking that the other party didn't like it, and when he was about to let go, Teng Bai suddenly held his wrist instead.

Teng Bai's palm was very hot, and when it was pressed against Shen Keyan's slightly cool wrist, it was a little hot.

Shen Keyan was taken aback by Teng Bai's action, he raised his eyes to look at Teng Bai, looked into Teng Bai's eyes, and then he found something familiar - novelty.

When Fujibai applied the medicine to him for the first time that day, he had the same eyes, as if a child was in contact with a certain field for the first time, curious and yearning.

Although such emotions accounted for very little in the light-colored pupils of vine white, they were still accurately captured by Shen Keyan.

Shen Keyan suddenly found it very interesting.

He asked Fujibai: "Do you rarely have physical contact with people?"

Fujibai glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to look at the place where the two held hands, and nodded.

Shen Keyan hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Did you rarely have physical contact with your parents when you were young?"

"They are always abroad and rarely come back." Teng Bai said softly.

Shen Keyan looked at Teng Bai, and suddenly felt that this person gradually had another appearance in front of his eyes, an appearance that most people had never seen before.

He felt that Tengbai was like a piece of jade, the inside was cleaner than the outside when cut open, so clean that people couldn't resist him, and even wanted to approach him actively.

Shen Keyan turned his wrist and held Teng Bai instead, his fingertips lightly brushed against Teng Bai's wrist.

He asked Fujibai: "Then do you like physical contact with others?"

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Fujishiro didn't like it at all.

Fujibai didn't like to be touched by others since he was a child. Although he would not hide every time his parents wanted to hug him, he had never felt the warmth and comfort of a hug mentioned in other people's words.

Later, when he grew up, he became even more disgusted with touching other people. Even a little skin contact can make him disgusted for a long time.

But Shen Keyan's touch, he likes it.

This liking is very concrete, and it is a liking fed back to him by every pore in his body.

At the audition that day, the moment he accidentally touched the tip of Shen Keyan's nose, some very strange thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind.

He seemed to be able to empathize with Shen Keyan's emotions through the tip of his nose touching Shen Keyan.

He watched Shen Keyan smiling in front of his eyes, that smile penetrated his skin and got into his body.

For the first time, Fujishiro felt the emotion of happiness from someone else's smile.

It was the same when she applied the ointment to Shen Keyan later, and it is the same now.

Fujibai lowered his eyes and looked at the hands of the two who were clasped together.

After a while, he followed Shen Keyan's example and gently rubbed Shen Keyan's wrist with his thumb.

He replied to Shen Keyan: "I like it."