his little skirt

It's been more than a month without pain, and the two of them, like all ordinary landlords and tenants, kept politeness and distance.

Occasionally, Jiang Yanhan would bring You Bai a breakfast when he ran in the morning, and You Bai would eat it as usual, but after eating, Jiang Yanhan would receive a ten-yuan transfer from the other party on WeChat.

Jiang Yanhan was very puzzled. You Bai's liking was a bit confusing. Is this a new kind of rejection or welcome?

Also, You Bai kept his promise and never wore a skirt in front of Jiang Yanhan again, but Jiang Yanhan could always see all kinds of small skirts of different colors and lengths on the balcony.

Jiang Yanhan couldn't help thinking, who was he wearing it for?

He thought hard about it for many days.

Until one day, he saw You Bai's photo on Weibo.

It turned out that You Bai was wearing it for everyone to see.

In the photo, You Bai didn't show his whole face, but Jiang Yanhan knew it was You Bai, because the man had a mole under the corner of his left eye and a mole on his collarbone.

He was almost certain to be You Bai, even because he didn't have a mole, he knew at a glance that the person in the photo was the teenager who lived next door to him.

Jiang Yanhan clicked on the comment section, and found that most of the replies were from girls, praising Youbai for being pretty.

There were also a few men who asked You Bai whether he was missing 1 or not. Jiang Yanhan felt annoyed, because the background of You Bai's photo was in his guest room. It turned out that You Bai decorated the room so beautifully just to show others.

Jiang Yanhan walked around the study twice with his hips crossed, and then ran uncontrollably to You Bai's room. He just opened the door, and before he could utter a question, he froze.

You Bai was lying on the bed, wearing the black suspenders from last time, the little red dot on his chest was exposed from the neckline, his two long legs were separated a little, arched slightly, and the horns were casually resting on them, You Bai looked blankly. Towards the door, the flush on his face did not fade.

A small vibration echoed in the room.

You Bai came back to his senses, quickly pulled the quilt to cover himself, and then shouted angrily, "You are sick!"

Jiang Yanhan closed the door in a panic, leaning his back against the door panel.

The heartbeat has completely lost its rhythm.

Jiang Yanhan thought, it is You Bai who is obviously sick, why am I the one who is in trouble?