The sick young master went to dance again

In the school, Song Yuxing and Han Ye walked side by side on the school road.

Han Ye's complexion was extremely complicated. Usually, he would hug Song Yuxing affectionately, but now he silently moved to the side, keeping an arm's length away from his brother Xing.

He hesitated to speak for a moment, then stammered: "Brother Xing, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

Song Yuxing was troubled in his heart, and his face looked extremely ugly, "Then don't talk about it."

"No, I have to tell!" Han Ye couldn't hold back anymore. He leaned over and sniffed Song Yuxing tentatively. He wanted to cover his nose but didn't dare, so he quickly moved away. He observed the other person's face, and said cautiously:

"Brother Xing, don't you think you have a smell?"

"Hmm... how do I describe it, like dried salted fish?"

"Brother Xing, I'm definitely not saying you stink, and I'm definitely not disliking you. It really doesn't stink, but the smell is a bit... huh? Unique?"

Hearing this, Song Yuxing's pretty face became even more ugly, as if someone owed him millions.

With a stinky face, he spat out a sentence: "You don't understand the latest salted fish perfume."

Han Ye: "...Yes, is it?"

How can there be such a unique perfume?He thought coriander-flavored ice cream and snail powder-flavored mooncakes were outrageous enough, but there was also salted fish-flavored perfume?

Brother Xing, are you sure you didn't take a shower?

He doesn't read much, so don't lie to him.

Song Yuxing lowered his head and smelled the smell on his body, his face turned green, "Stop talking, I'll go back first."

"Brother Xing, why do you go back so early every day? You don't even go when you're told to play." Han Ye had a teasing smile on his face, "Mr. Lu is so strict? How are you two doing? Living together Under one roof, lonely men and widowed men, dry firewood and fire...hehehe."

Don't mention it, before Lu Si went crazy, Song Yuxing was about to collapse. He really didn't expect Lu Si to be so tolerant.

Three days, he hasn't bathed for three full days!

Lu Si didn't even frown, and slept with him for three days!

Don't you have cleanliness?Don't you hate sloppy people the most?

Hehe, not only did Lu Si not hate him, he even praised him for his fragrance.

Three days, three full days without taking a shower, Song Yuxing felt that his body was already marinated, and he himself disliked himself, Nima Lu Si could still hug him to sleep every day?Is the nose out of order?

Oreo, the silly dog, has been taking a detour when he sees him recently.

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"Little darling, although my brother likes you the same no matter what you look like, but—"

Lu Si raised his eyebrows slightly, and changed the topic: "You haven't showered for three days, so your classmates don't have any ideas?"

Song Yuxing finally broke down, stop emphasizing the fact that he hasn't showered for three days, idiot!

Isn't it okay for him to admit defeat in this game?

Song Yuxing rushed into the bathroom at a sprint speed of [-] meters, and washed in it for a full hour, almost rubbing a pile of mud from his body.

I didn't come out until I washed myself clean and fragrant. I felt that the whole world was completely new.

Lu Si leaned leisurely on the wall next to the bathroom door with his arms folded, and looked at the young man in front of him from top to bottom.

The whole person is very new.

The young man was wearing loose home clothes, with his open neckline revealing a fair chest.

There is a moist water vapor on his body, and there is a faint fragrance of shower milk. His skin is rosy white by the water vapor, like a half-ripe peach, and half-dry hair is scattered messily on his forehead. A pair of light-colored His eyes were wet.

Finally...not dirty or smelly!

God knows how he got here in those three days, and how hard he endured to not throw Song Yuxing out of bed.

Looking at the man's wolf-like, tiger-like eyes, Song Yuxing subconsciously raised his hand to protect his chest, eyes full of vigilance.

"What?"

"Song Xiaoguai, you let me endure for three days, what do you think I want to do?" The man approached slowly, his deep and sharp eyes were full of aggression, as if he wanted to swallow people alive.

Song Yuxing stepped back, directly backed into the bathroom, and quickly closed the door, however, the other party moved one step faster than him.

Lu Si quickly raised his hand against the door panel, nimbly walked sideways through the open door, bent down to stop Song Yuxing's back, hooked his legs, and hugged him horizontally.

A set of flowing movements only happened in an instant, Song Yuxing only yelled subconsciously, before he could react, he was hugged by the man and strode out of the bathroom, and threw him on the bed.

The soft mattress sagged and bounced a few times.

Song Yuxing supported the mattress with his palms, and when he was about to get up, Lu Si rushed over and put his weight on him, confining his hands.

"Lu Si, you fucking let go! Hurry up and get off me!"

Instead of letting go, Lu Si buried his face in his neck and took a few deep breaths.

The temperature on the man's body, and the gushing breath between his breaths, all sprinkled on the neck, making Song Yuxing's body tremble slightly.

"Are you a fucking pervert!"

Lu Si raised his head and looked at the little face that was close at hand. His fair cheeks were already flushed, and he stared at him angrily.

He chuckled maliciously, opened and closed his thin lips, and said in a low voice: "Song Xiaoguai, why do you smell so good?"

Grass, Song Yuxing felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Let go quickly, or I will..."

Lu Si lowered his head, blocked that chattering little mouth, took a bite before moving his lips slightly, and said with a chuckle, "What else?"

Just as Song Yuxing opened his mouth to curse, his lips were blocked again.

Lu Si's kissing skills are getting better and better, with a bit of strength that cannot be refused, making it impossible to refuse.

Song Yuxing actually didn't dislike kissing him. At first, he resisted a few times, but then he gave up struggling and surrendered.

In the quiet bedroom, only each other's rapid breathing could be heard, as well as the charming and ambiguous voice between lips and teeth.

A few minutes passed.

Song Yuxing discovered a very serious problem. After all, the dry firewood is still young and full of blood...

Lu Si poked him.

He also got himself up.

This is fucking embarrassing.

Lu Si moved his lips away and looked at the young man's embarrassment-filled face with a half-smile. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he became visibly excited, and his eyes burst into a warm light.

Like a beast that has been hungry for a long time, it finally saw its prey.

"..." Song Yuxing instantly became vigilant, reaching out to push the man's chest.

Lu Si shook his hand back, his eyes became deeper and deeper, "Little boy, I'll help you."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had magical powers, bewitching people's hearts.

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The first plan didn't work, but Lu Si gave it a try instead.

Song Yuxing was angry, annoyed, and embarrassed.

He refused to sleep with Lu Gou no matter what he said, he pushed the man away with a sullen little face, and strode outside.

"Why are you walking so fast? Are your hands still sore? Let me rub them for you?"

The answer to Lu Si was a crisp sound of closing the door, which was still the door of the guest bedroom.

Lu Si sat leisurely on the bed, looking at the empty doorway, with a very pleasant low laugh overflowing from his throat.

On the other side, Song Yuxing locked the door of the guest bedroom uncomfortably, and sat down on the bed.

Still talking about helping each other, Song Yuxing scolded Lu Si fiercely in his heart while rubbing his sore wrist.

Grass, this is not fair at all!

Or just pack up your luggage and run overnight.

No, Song Yuxing must not just admit defeat like this, the first plan failed, and he has a second one!

Yes, the second one!

Thinking about it, the scene just now reappeared in his mind involuntarily, the tips of his ears began to get hot uncontrollably, it was really...

Song Yuxing shook his head vigorously, but he still couldn't get rid of the picture full of yellow waste in his mind.

Forget it, mess it up.

He gave up on himself and fell on the bed, rolled around twice with the quilt in his arms, and waved his fists in mid-air.

The next night, when Lu Si came home from get off work again, what he saw finally was no longer the messy shoes and the messy living room.

The little bastard finally stopped torturing, and Mr. Lu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

He changed his shoes and walked inside. The lights in the living room were on, and so was the projector.

After seeing him coming back, the eyes of the young man sitting on the sofa immediately lit up, and he immediately got up and ran over with his bare feet.

Lu Si stopped without knowing why, and the next second Song Yuxing rushed over with open arms, wrapping his hands around his waist.

With a sweet smile on Song Yuxing's pretty face, she slightly raised her head to look at the man in front of her, and said happily:

"Brother, you are back!"

When he spoke, he deliberately pinched his throat, and his voice sounded delicate and soft, and a little artificial.

"..." Lu Si pursed her lips, with a suspicious expression on her face.

He looked up and down at the person in front of him. It was Song Xiaoguai, but why did his attitude suddenly change 180 degrees?

It was even worse than the weak, pitiful and helpless little Pengci who had just pretended to be.

And... Lu Si's pupils trembled, and he looked at the pink cat ear headband on the other's head in disbelief. What the hell is this? !

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

Song Yuxing hugged Lu Si's arm, blinked innocently and contrivedly at him, and said coquettishly while shaking his arm: "Does the cat ears on his head look good?"

Lu Si: "..."

He stared at the pretentious young man in front of him for a few seconds, and then raised his hand very seriously to touch his forehead.

The temperature is normal, no fever?

That means he has a fever and has hallucinations.

"Brother Lu Si, why don't you talk, just talk to me~" Song Yuxing shook Lu Si's arm vigorously.

Brother Lu Si only felt his scalp go numb, good guy, why are you still wearing a tilde when you speak?