[Entertainment circle] How can the enemy be late and affectionate

Ming Zhiwu carried the quilt all the way to the living room, then bent down slightly, and spread the quilt on top of the quilt properly.

He should obviously leave here, but when Lijiang opened the car door, he suddenly thought of Xie Chenyan's gentle but alienated face,

For a moment, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and before he could react, he had already turned around and threw the car keys into the garbage dump, and calmly knocked on Xie Chenyan's door again.

Now looking at this small sofa and the quilt that can barely fit on top of the sofa, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out his knuckle fingers and rubbed them carefully, he still, There was no way to control certain things, even though he tried his best to restrain and ignore them, his heart didn't seem to obey his orders.

Just when he was slightly distracted, Xie Chenyan walked over with his slippers, handed him a stack of clothes, his lips moved slightly, and there was a trace of apology on his face.

"I don't have any other clothes here, so I'm afraid you'll have to make do for the night."

Ming Zhiwu said thank you, took the clothes and walked quickly to the bathroom.

Even though he has been in and out of this bathroom many times in the past few days, today is the first time he has washed in this bathroom. Although the expression on Ming Zhiwu's face has not changed much, his ears have It was the room that was slightly closed by the bathroom that was covered in red.

Xie Chenyan is an artist after all, so there are a lot of bottles and jars in his bathroom, many bottles and jars have never been seen in Mingzhiwu, so naturally he doesn't know what they are used for.

It wasn't until he took off all his clothes and wet himself with the shower head that he was looking for shower gel, only to find that there was no such thing as shower gel in Xie Chenyan's bathroom, and the wall next to the vanity mirror was straight Right there was a piece of dark green soap.

Mingzhiwu looked at the dark green soap, and finally stretched out his hand. After wetting the soap, there was a trace of hesitation in Mingzhiwu's eyes, but his hand holding the soap was tighter than ever. use force.

The soap became a little slippery when it met the water, Mingzhiwu's breathing became a little heavy, he panted slightly, and forcefully applied the piece of dark green soap to his bronze-colored skin, but slowly slid it back and forth, After a long time, the soap stained his entire body, and there was no place he ignored, not even a private place.

Then, he put the soap back in its original place, and stretched out his hand, slowly guiding the soap to foam up bit by bit.His hands slowly descended from his neck, and the creaminess of the soap made him feel as if his skin was as smooth as silk.And when that hand was placed between his legs, his breathing became involuntarily rapid.

"Awu, have you finished washing?" Xie Chenyan's voice came from outside the door, and through the frosted glass door, he could even see the general outline of Xie Chenyan.

So, can Xie Chenyan also see himself?

He suddenly seemed a little fled.Then he hurriedly took the shower and rinsed himself quickly.

"Immediately." Mingzhiwu replied.

Xie Chenyan was standing at the door of the bathroom, his eyes were completely placed on the frosted glass door, he slowly stretched out his hand, and slowly outlined the shadow on the glass door for a long time before he opened his mouth. Speaker.

The sound of water in the bathroom started again.He stepped back slightly, and within 5 minutes, Mingzhiwu slowly walked out of the bathroom.

Because of Xie Chenyan's relatively thin figure, even though the set of pajamas he prepared for Mingzhiwu was already the loosest set of all his pajamas, but it is still so comfortable to wear on Mingzhiwu now. It fits well, just because Xie Chenyan is taller than Mingzhiwu, so the pajamas are not too short, and it tightly covers what should be covered and what should not be leaked out of Mingzhiwu's body.

But this pajamas are really small, and now they fit every skin in Mingzhiwu without leaving any gaps, whether it is the swollen arms, or the clearly visible slight spots on the waist and abdomen. Rumped abs.

Ming Zhiwu's body was still faintly steaming, and he walked past Xie Chenyan very quickly. The slightly suffocating heat in the bathroom hadn't dissipated just now, and he was a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Xie Chenyan didn't say anything, until Ming Zhiwu completely staggered away from him, he raised his footsteps and walked towards the bathroom.

"Click." The bathroom door was slowly closed.

Mingzhiwu paused for a while when he was moving forward quickly, then slowly turned half his head, looking at the bathroom door.

Sure enough, there was a faint figure on the frosted glass door, breathing slightly, and the heat in Ming Zhiwu's ears, which had not dissipated before, turned red in an instant.

Did Xie Chenyan see all of him just now?In the next second, Mingzhiwu shook his head invisibly, no, although he walked out of the bathroom just now quickly, he also glanced at Xie Chenyan's face.

The expression on Xie Chenyan's face remained the same as before he entered the bathroom.It's just that I have a bad mind, that's why I can think wildly about just such a frosted glass door.

Ming Zhiwu sat on the sofa, his eyes were empty, and he calmed down quickly.

"Do you want to keep the light on at night?" When Mingzhiwu's eyes were empty, Xie Chenyan had already come out of the bathroom.

Ming Zhiwu searched for the voice and looked up, only to see that Xie Chenyan was wearing a bathrobe at the moment, and the water droplets on his hair were slowly flowing into the depths of the bathrobe along with gravity.

"Did you not use a hair dryer?" Before Mingzhiwu could answer, Xie Chenyan frowned slightly, and Mingzhiwu realized that there was a hair dryer on the table and cabinet not far away, presumably it should be Xie Chenyan prepared it for him when he entered the bathroom.

It's just that he has been distracted since he got out of the bathroom, so that he didn't notice it at all.

Fortunately, before he came out of the bathroom, he brushed his hair carelessly, so the pajamas are not very wet now, but some fabrics are still stuck to his body because of the wetness, with a slightly strange feeling.

Seeing that Ming Zhiwu didn't speak, Xie Chenyan pursed his lips, then walked to his bedroom and closed the door.

Mingzhiwu looked at the door, and he didn't wait for Xie Chenyan to reopen his bedroom for a long time.