The sweetest husband in the live broadcast world [Online Games]

Song Yang knew that when he came into contact with Nanfeng Heyu again this time, and saw him in reality, the desire and love in his heart could no longer be dormant.

Song Yang longed for him and wanted to have him.

He wanted to tell Nanfeng Heyu his unspeakable love again, and he got a response.

Positive, positive response.

Song Yang knows that maybe many things in the world can be rewarded through hard work, except for feelings.

Human emotions are probably the most complicated, most difficult to see through, and most invisible things in this world, but Song Yang still wants to try again.

Whether he succeeds or fails, he intends not to entangle or force him anymore.

Even though Song Yang knew very well in his heart, once he put his feelings under the sun, he and Nan Feng were doomed to never be friends again.

But in fact, there is no other way.

Song Yang watched his desire grow wildly day by day, and suppressed his emotions again and again. He could no longer face Nanfeng Heyu with a normal heart.

The hot water sprinkled from the lotus pod washed Song Yang's body, he took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

At this moment, when Song Yang strengthened his mind, the boulder that had been weighing on his heart finally fell to the ground steadily, and the lingering hesitation and uneasiness slowly dissipated.

The heat was steaming, and Song Yang felt relaxed.

Even though he was full of thoughts, he still kept Nanfeng Heyu's words in mind: he didn't wash his hair.

Clean and tidy towels and bathrobes are placed on the bathroom shelf. In a five-star hotel like this, skin-friendly clothing, including bed sheets and quilt covers, have all gone through tedious high-temperature disinfection procedures.

Song Yang simply dried his body, put on a bathrobe, and then discovered a very embarrassing thing.

He didn't bring any luggage, which means he didn't have a change of underwear!

Song Yang could bear to wear clothes for two days, except for the close-fitting underwear, even if it was clean after changing, but he couldn't pass the psychological test.

This...how can I do this?

Song Yang dawdled in the bathroom for a long time, but did not go out for a long time.

He looked at the changed underwear and made countless constructions in his heart, but in the end he didn't make up his mind to put them on himself.

In the end, he sat on the toilet in despair, as if he had lost his soul, weak, helpless and pitiful.

He is so difficult.

In fact, it is not impossible to go out in a spare time, but the problem is, the person outside the door is Nanfeng Heyu!

It's the person he just made up his mind to attack, so what's the matter with walking around naked like this?

Although there is a bathrobe to cover it, what if? !

It would be embarrassing if something unexpected happened.Will Nan Feng He Yu think he is a pervert?

Song Yang let out a long sigh.

The outside world is too scary, he just wants to stay in the bathroom and not go out.

Wronged Baba hug yourself? jpg;

"Dong dong dong."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Song Yang hurriedly responded, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Nanfeng Heyu's voice came through the door: "No, I'll ask why you haven't come out yet."

Song Yang: "Ah... I'm fine, I'm getting better soon, you go do something else first, I'll be right there."

Nanfeng Heyu paused, then said, "Have you finished washing? I have something for you."

Song Yang's heart skipped a beat.

I will do this!

Is it your big baby? !

Song Yang swallowed, and dispelled the words of tiger and wolf that flashed into his mind in an instant.

He maintained his superficial composure, and the surprise in his tone seemed real or fake: "Now?"

"Yes, you open a slit? I'll pass it to you."

Still want to open a seam?

Song Yang only felt that he was dizzy now, and an alarm sounded in his heart.

Hold on tight!You are a man who wants to boil a frog in warm water, so don't be so impulsive as to scare the frog away!

Song Yang woke up a little bit, cheered himself up, and opened the bathroom door an arm's width apart according to Nanfeng Heyu's wishes.

Nanfeng Heyu handed something in.

Song Yang couldn't help but pause——

That is……

panties? ?

Song Yang was a little hesitant, so he didn't take it immediately.

I heard Nanfeng Heyu explain, "It's clean. I brought it back with me when I went to buy medicine. I washed it in the public bathroom downstairs and just dried it with a hair dryer. Don't worry."

Song Yang was taken aback.

When meeting such a man, how can anyone get away with it?

No, Ah Wei is dead.

Song Yang once thought that he knew Nanfeng Heyu well enough, but this time offline, Song Yang had a new and different understanding of him.

He was more thoughtful and considerate than Song Yang had imagined. During this meeting, it seemed that every move he made could move people's hearts.These are not big things that can make people feel grateful, but it is precisely these details that make Song Yang feel that he really cares.

He always gives people just the right amount of gentleness, unassuming and out of the ordinary, just like a frog boiled in warm water, he gets stuck in it accidentally, and when he finds out, he is already unable to extricate himself.

Song Yang originally wanted to make warm water for boiling frogs, but he realized that he had already been in warm water and had been boiled for a long time.

"Brother Nanfeng..." Song Yang hesitated to speak.

I want to thank you again, but he has said too many such things tonight, and some of them are too much, and it seems to be casual in the ears of others.

But Song Yang knew it wasn't, he was really moved by it, all Nanfeng Heyu's kindness to him was taken seriously by Song Yang, and was deeply hidden in his heart.

So after Song Yang yelled, he didn't know how to express himself to appear more sincere.

Nanfeng Heyu interrupted with a smile: "Okay, don't say polite words, just put it on."

Song Yang blushed, and quickly replied: "Okay, right away." Then he slammed the door shut with a "bang".

After closing the door, Song Yang seemed to be holding a hot potato in his hand. He quickly put on his underwear, knowing that the warm touch was the temperature left by the hair dryer, but he thought there might be leftovers from Nanfeng Heyu's fingertips on it. Wen, Song Yang made a "swish", and his whole body flushed instantly.

After dawdling in the bathroom for a while, Song Yang opened the door and went out.

While wiping his hair pretendingly, trying to avoid looking at Nanfeng Heyu, he said in a casual tone, "I'm done, you can go wash it."

Seeing Song Yang come out, Nanfeng Heyu put down his phone, got up from the rattan chair, and responded, "Yes."

Nanfeng Heyu walked straight towards Song Yang, but his intention was not to go to the bathroom.

Song Yang's heart beat faster, and he was a little flustered. In order to relieve the tension and prevent Nanfeng Heyu from seeing his fault, Song Yang pretended to be nonchalant and continued to brush his hair, so as not to appear so cramped.

In the blink of an eye, Nanfeng Heyu had arrived in front of him, obviously not much taller than him, but Song Yang felt oppressed at this moment.

Song Yang's heart beat faster.

Nanfeng Heyu's hand covered Song Yang's head. Before Song Yang could react, the towel on his head was picked up by Nanfeng Heyu. Nanfeng Heyu's strength was not strong, on the contrary, it was very Slowly, but this movement made Song Yang stunned, not daring to move.

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Is he going to...

Song Yang only felt that at this moment his ears were red as if they were about to bleed, and a thought quickly occupied Song Yang's mind:

Does Nanfeng Heyu want to wipe his hair? !

He has seen this bridge before!Just now!Someone in the circle wrote it!

Very impressed!

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It was as if a jar of honey had been knocked over in his heart, the air seemed to be filled with a heart-pounding sweetness, his hair seemed to have a touch, like sensitive skin, as the towel was wiped, it pulled his heart to tremble continuously .

Chao Ji's whole body was agitated, like countless ants crawling over his heart, bringing an itch that couldn't be scratched.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Nanfeng Heyu.Those black eyes were full of irresistible tenderness, looking extremely fierce and infatuated.

However, he didn't realize how seductive he was with his blushing and innocent expression. In Nanfeng Heyu's eyes, he was like a ginseng fruit in the eyes of a monster, exuding a fruity fragrance.

There is a layer of faint pink on the super fierce face, and a pair of amber eyes are shining with sparkles.When she looked towards Nanfeng Heyu, her eyes were too clean, pure and translucent, and instantly defeated Nanfeng Heyu's defenses.

A kiss landed on the super fierce lips unexpectedly, his pupils shrank, and his brain went blank for several seconds.The soft touch on his lips quickly drew his attention back.

Looking fiercely at the familiar face that suddenly enlarged in front of him, Nanfeng Heyu's usually calm eyes were filled with depths, as if a vortex was hidden, brewing a huge tsunami-like wave.

Feeling the tenderness and affection between the lips, Chao Ji's whole heart turned into a pool of water.

Full of affection and out of control, he endured and responded.

There is no need for extra words, just such a kiss, the two of them instantly connected with each other, and everything that happened afterwards became logical...

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A paragraph of words flashed through his mind, and Song Yang blushed instantly.

Wait a minute, it's too much Hey!Wiping the hair is enough, we will work harder on the following content——

but……

Thinking of the kiss in the text, Song Yang's heart skipped a few beats, and was quickly dispersed by him.

Forget it!Now it's time to brush your hair!

However, when Song Yang guessed that Nanfeng Heyu took his towel to wipe his hair, he was full of anticipation and panic.

Song Yang only felt that this short one or two seconds seemed as long as a century. During this process, he was like an ant on a hot pot. He felt that the whole person was restless and very uncomfortable.There seemed to be an unknown fire running around in his body, and his heart was beating faster than he could handle. He even rushed out the door and ran downstairs a few times to relieve the discomfort.

But he could only freeze in place, unable to move, waiting for Nan Feng He Yu's next move.

Caught off guard, Nanfeng Heyu inserted his fingers into Song Yang's hair, and his fingertips ran across his scalp, causing a shudder.

Plop, plop plop plop...

Song Yang only felt that his heart was beating faster than ever at this moment, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

However, Nanfeng Heyu quickly withdrew his hand again, and at that moment, it seemed that it was just Song Yang's illusion.

"Fortunately, the roots of the hair are not wet. Before going to bed, remember to dry your hair thoroughly before going to bed. The plane is at eight o'clock tomorrow, right? I'll call you at that time." Nanfeng Heyu said.

He explained his behavior at the last moment. Seeing Song Yang wiping his hair pretending to cover up his emotions, Nanfeng Heyu thought that Song Yang had forgotten his previous instructions, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.Even if Song Yang did not wash his hair, it was inevitable that it would still be covered with water mist and inadvertently splashed water droplets, making his hair a little damp.

Therefore, after confirming that Song Yang was obedient and obedient, he still told him to dry his hair, not knowing that his actions were like fish?

Even though he already knew that he had misunderstood, Song Yang's beating heart still couldn't calm down for a while. He tried his best to maintain a calm face, but his eyes were a little wandering: "Got it, go wash it."

Seeing that Song Yang was not in a high mood, Nanfeng Heyu said with concern in his tone, "Are you tired? It's been a hard day today, go to sleep and have a good rest, and you have to get up early tomorrow. Sleep in your room, I'll clean up later Luggage, so as not to disturb you."

Although it was confirmed that Nanfeng Heyu was the only person before booking the room, the organizer of this event was still very generous. Not to mention the five-star hotel, the luxury suite was prepared, and there was another room inside the room, which was Nanfeng Heyu. The inside of what Feng Heyu said.

Hearing this, even though he still wanted to escape in embarrassment, Song Yang still mustered up his courage, took a deep breath and said, "Although you said it was unnecessary, I still want to thank you seriously." He looked at Nanfeng He Yu, with a glint of light in his eyes, said sincerely, "Brother Nanfeng, thank you."

Nanfeng Heyu paused, smiled helplessly, once again covered Song Yang's head with his palm, and rubbed it comfortingly: "Okay, I accept your thanks, and hope that next time we meet, you won't be like you are now. So far away."

Nanfeng Heyu moved gently, with a different kind of gentleness, which made Song Yang's heart flutter again.

He said vaguely, "Go and take a shower, I'm going to bed first, I'm so sleepy, good night."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and walked quickly to another door in the room as if fleeing, and quickly got into the inner room.Song Yang closed the door, shutting the throbbing that was about to overflow from the apex of his heart. He couldn't help covering his heart, feeling the roaring and intense heartbeat under his palm, and his brows were stained with a smile involuntarily.

What he didn't know was that Nanfeng Heyu outside the door didn't make any further moves. He stayed where he was, watching Song Yang run away without looking back, with a smile in his eyes.His right fingertips moved slightly, as if a trace of moisture from Song Yang's hair was still entangled on it, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face was a bit difficult to distinguish.

The author says:

Thanks to Yusheng Feifei, Yu Yang, and Qi Yu for the mines, and thanks to Qi Yu for the grenade——