My rival won't let me fall in love early! !

What did you do in the past?

Alarm bells rang in Yuan Rong's heart.

Through the blurry glass door, one can see a faint figure in the bathroom. Before the body responds, various possible restricted-rated images have flashed through the mind.

For example, as soon as the door was pushed open, the mist would evaporate, and the naked Yuan Qingyao would pull him in one way or another, or use his body advantage to throw him down when he was unprepared, etc.

Yuan Rong began to struggle, is this a little too fast?

And he hasn't considered this issue yet, why does he always feel that everything has surpassed his original idea and is proceeding in an orderly manner...

Yuan Rong walked up slowly, clutching his cuffs, with a coy attitude: "I won't go in, didn't you agree to give me some time to think about it..."

At this moment, the glass door was pushed open, and Yuan Qingyan put on her pajamas and appeared condescendingly in front of him: "What are you mumbling about? Come in for me."

He stretched out his hand and pulled Yuan Rong directly in front of him, refreshing and moist water vapor rushed towards his face, and even the sound of breathing became clear in the dim yellow airtight space.

Yuan Rong staggered and fell into Yuan Qingzhuo's arms, and then quickly stood still, realizing that he might have thought too much, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"How many times have I told you," Yuan Qingzhuo pinched the back of his neck, "I'm just disobedient."

Yuan Rong's gaze wandered around the room, as if he was still out of the situation: "What's wrong with me?"

"Pull out the hair dryer after use and put it away, otherwise it will easily leak electricity, and the bath towels and towels should be kept separately."

Yuan Qingzhuo said with a stern face: "Clean up the things on the washstand and put them where they should be."

Yuan Rong unplugged the wires and put them in the storage box, reluctantly said: "I'm used to these placements, let's put the rest there, don't clean them up."

He made a gesture to go out, but Yuan Qingzhuo's tall and straight body directly blocked his movement.

Perhaps it was because he had just taken a shower, his voice sounded a little lazy and hoarse, revealing an elusive danger.

Yuan Qingzhuo pressed the lock button and said in a deep voice, "Don't go out if you can't clean up."

Yuan Rong glanced at him, and said sternly, "How dare you!"

"You can see if I dare," Yuan Qingzhuo slowly approached him, "If you don't clean up, I will clean up you."

Yuan Rong retreated step by step, inexplicably a little nervous: "You told me at the time that you can't do strange things."

"I promise it's not surprising," Yuan Qingzhuo asked amusedly, "Besides, what are you afraid of?"

Now he can basically be sure that Yuan Rong is not completely indifferent to him.

Yuan Qingzhuo stretched out his hand to pick him up, and was about to try again, when Yuan Rong retreated abruptly, accidentally tripped over the bathroom steps, and fell straight backwards.

"Yuan Rong!"

"..."

Ten minutes later, Yuan Qingzhuo, who had obvious water marks on her pajamas, opened the door silently and went downstairs.

In the bedroom, Yuan Rong lay on the bed in an orderly manner, looking very honest.

There was still a dull pain in his lower back, and he felt a burning pain in that piece.

If he had known earlier, he would not have flirted with Yuan Qingzhuo in the bathroom. He would rather listen to the order of this tidying maniac to clean up the bathroom than suffer such physical pain.

It hurts, it hurts.

Yuan Rong waited for a while, and when his patience gradually lost, Yuan Qingzhuo finally came back, holding a small medicine box in his hand.

"Lie down, don't move around, put your clothes up."

Yuan Rong said in a muffled voice, "Give me the medicine, and I will do it myself."

"In the future, such unnecessary words can be omitted directly." Yuan Qingzhuo turned on the bed, held Yuan Rong's arm, and gently picked it with his fingertips, and the dark blue pajamas were lifted off, revealing the young man's thin and beautiful waist Wire.

His burning eyes fell on it, and he admired it for a while.Yuan Rong's skin is very fair, and the contrast is strong against the dark color, which is very visually impactful.

After a long time, I didn't see my brother's next move. Yuan Rong couldn't help turning her head back: "The medicine is not on yet, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry."

After Yuan Qingzhuo finished speaking in a short and hoarse voice, he took out a bottle of medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis from the medicine box with one hand.

Fortunately, it was not scratched, just a little red and swollen, and it will be healed within a week.

In the silent room, Yuan Rong heard the sound of the bottle cap being unscrewed slowly, the sound of liquid flowing, and the sound of Yuan Qingzhuo's even breathing.

After a while, he felt a big dry and warm palm covering him, pressing gently on the painful area, a cluster of flames were ignited from the injured area, and then his whole body became hot.The pungent smell of the potion permeated the air, whether it was painful or choking, Yuan Rong couldn't help but trembled, his eyes were covered with mist.

"You... um... can't you slow down?"

Yuan Rong stretched out his hand and hammered Yuan Qingzhuo's arm, and said angrily: "The technique is poor, and the strength is still so strong. Any helper I stop on the street is better than you."

"Who else do you want to help?"

Yuan Qingzhuo increased the strength of his hands and kneaded viciously: "Little bastard, I really don't have a long memory."

"Pain, pain, pain!" Yuan Rong moaned softly, probably frightened by his own voice, he gripped the bed sheet tightly, and buried his face in it in shame.

The young man's muffled hums came and went, accompanied by the unique clearness of his voice, successfully igniting the fire on the people around him.

If it wasn't covered by the loose pajamas, Yuan Qingzhuo would never be able to hide a certain part of Yuan Qingzhuo who was ready to attack. He rubbed his fingers against Yuan Rong's waist, which felt so good, and suddenly regretted playing a protracted war with the boy.

He lowered his eyes slightly, against the light, his handsome outline was covered with a layer of dark shadow, his eyes fell on the round mound that curled down from his waist, and an urge to tear off those fabrics emerged in his heart.

It can be seen and touched, but it cannot be eaten. This is not a top-level torture.

Yuan Qingzhuo's patience and restraint are naturally inferior to mature men in their 40s and [-]s, and he is only in his twenties. If this happens a few more times, he will definitely give up the idea of ​​fishing for big fish with a long line and directly Put people on the bed and do Fa-rectification on the spot.

Countless dark and bad ideas wandered in his mind, and the movements of his hands became more and more frivolous.

Yuan Rong picked up the pillow on top of his head and threw it at him: "I saw it, you ate my tofu on purpose, didn't you?"

It's been so long since I've been on the medicine, why are you still pinching it?

Yuan Qingzhuo shook the pillow away with a low smile, and admitted calmly: "I charge you some interest, why, do you have an opinion?"

"I have too many opinions, um..." Yuan Rong sensed that big palm was constantly moving, so he snorted sensitively, but this feeling was shamefully comfortable, so he decided to turn a blind eye and close it for a while. Ji Yan, "Give me the medicine to make you so proud, why don't you touch your own if you like it so much."

"Yeah, I just like it very much," Yuan Qingzhuo narrowed his eyes, "so you should be less injured, because I will not let go of any chance to give you medicine."

This pervert, he dared to admit it naked!

As far as shamelessness is concerned, Yuan Qingzhuo is better. Yuan Rong has never won in terms of being more shameless than anyone else, so what else can he do?

Ugh.

The experience of being taken care of by others is really wonderful. In a daze, Yuan Rong actually started to feel sleepy. In a daze, he glanced at the watch on his wrist.

He ordered Yuan Qingyan to bring the game console on the carpet, and then lay down in the middle of the soft bed and started playing small games.

Yuan Qingzhuo took half of the game controller from his hand: "What are you playing?"

"A small cooperative cooking game," Yuan Rong said casually, "I played several levels with Qi Xin today, and I think it's quite interesting."

Hearing the word Qi Xin, Yuan Qingzhuo said displeasedly: "Isn't this only for couples to play? What are you doing with him?"

"What, it's not just couples who can play, four people can also cooperate together," Yuan Rong corrected, "Forget it, you don't understand it at first sight."

"I've been tired of playing these games for a long time, who said I don't understand?"

Yuan Qingzhuo grabbed the game console and manually switched to the two-player mode. By the way, he deleted all the previous saves: "Play with me again, and you are not allowed to play this with others in the future."

"Aren't you childish, you are such a primary school student!" Yuan Rong glared at him.

Primary school student Yuan Qingzhuo played casual games with him without any psychological burden.

Gradually, it was getting late.

Qi Xin washes slowly on purpose, just to wait for Yuan Qingzhuo to come back, hoping that there will be some stories between the two of them.But he waited and waited, but he still didn't hear the sound of the bedroom door.

It seems that this kind of thing can't be rushed for success, it should be done several times.

Qi Xin wrapped herself in a towel and went out, intending to try her luck in Yuan Rong's room.

Since there is no significant progress, at least a few words of good night are fine.

Thinking of this, he reached out and knocked on Yuan Rong's door, waited for a minute, and still couldn't help but unscrew the door.

The door was pushed open a gap, and Qi Xin saw two pairs of closely stacked slippers casually placed in front of the bed, headphones, game console protective cases, tablets and other various small items that the boy had put down casually were placed in a mess on the carpet In the mess, there is a sense of casualness and vigor.

On the bed, Yuan Qingzhuo and Yuan Rong were wearing the same style of pajamas next to each other. Yuan Rong was probably asleep. The game controller was tilted by his wrist, and only his slender and straight legs were exposed at the angle of the door. Like coming out of a comic.

Yuan Qingzhuo was covering him with a quilt, and then at an angle invisible to others, he bent over and leaned against his face, as if...

Are you kissing him? ? ?

Qi Xin stared blankly at Yuan Qingzhuo lifting Yuan Rong's wrist, and gently removed the watch that the boy hadn't had time to take off. He pressed his fingertips on a certain position on the wrist and rubbed it repeatedly. His movements were cautious, as if treating a piece of treasure.

Then the young man turned around, and the eyes of the two collided in the air.

There was no embarrassment on Yuan Qingzhuo's face, he made a silent gesture to Qi Xin, and said softly after going out: "Go back to sleep, if the water heater still doesn't work in the future, you can continue to ask me to borrow it." .”

Qi Xin looked at his leaving back:?

The author has something to say:

Qi Xin: Director, I want to eat dog food.

Author: Eat, eat big mouthfuls, is that enough?

Qi Xin [Qian Yan Huanxiao]: Thank you director, the director is really kind.

Thanks to the owner of the public origami flower for throwing a mine!

Thanks to Boss Eucalyptus for the 3 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated!