[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

The next day, Tom, who rarely got up late, was frying eggs in the kitchen. The tender yellow egg yolk was just half-cooked before Tom hurriedly scooped it up and put it on a plate.He leaned closer, took a deep breath of the inconspicuous smell of fried eggs, and closed his eyes contentedly.

Then he poured the milk, spread the slices of bread, and sat down.

Just as Tom was about to swallow the cute fried egg in one gulp, Locke, dressed in sportswear and sporting red sports headphones, opened the door and trotted in and stopped in front of Tom.

Tom put down the fried egg and noticed that his breathing was not steady. A few strands of blond hair were messy and wet with sweat on his forehead, and his whole body seemed to have a charming and clean smell because of the sunlight.

"Hi, Locke."

"Good morning." Locke greeted with his head tilted, threw the towel in his hand on the sofa, took off the earphone with one hand, then took off his T-shirt and went straight to the bathroom, his movements were smooth and his abdominal muscles were clearly defined Tom couldn't react in time, and couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds.

Just as the sound of water sounded for a while, just as Tom was trying to turn his attention from the tempting flesh to the tempting fried eggs, Locke's voice was a little vague and hoarse because of the transpiration of water vapor;

"what the hell..."

The voice stopped abruptly, wisely, he didn't reply to this sentence. When Tom had just finished drinking the milk, Locke pushed open the door of the bathroom wearing a towel.

In Tom's dodging eyes, the water droplets on his chest followed the plump chest muscles and passed across the abdominal muscles. After mixing with other water droplets on the mermaid line, it finally completed its mission and perfectly disappeared into the white body. deep in the towel.

Even if the distance is far enough, Tom still seems to be able to feel the steaming heat on Locke's body, like the hormones unconsciously swayed by a man of this age, radiating rapidly to the surroundings without any spare power.

Even though he had seen Brad's perfect muscles for chatting countless times in college, Tom, who thought his figure was not too bad, still couldn't calmly face an unfamiliar same-sex naked in front of him- Show-top-body.

Fortunately, Locke also noticed this.

When Tom had already started to clean up the dining table, Locke, who was dressed neatly, wiped his hair and came to Tom with a little apology.

"Oh, I'm sorry." His hair was still dripping, his light eyebrows were furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking about his words: "I'm still not used to two people in the house, so I only prepared bath towels in the bathroom. I know that some people may be disgusted with this, and I will pay attention to it in the future.”

He tilted his head, not knowing what to do, which made his habitual seductive smile very stiff and even brought a little grievance that was difficult to explain clearly.

Some people have this kind of ability. The moment they look at him with chocolate eyes like melted maple syrup, I believe most of them will forgive him immediately.

Tom naturally waved his hand immediately and smiled understandingly.

"It's okay. I don't really mind."

After all, I took advantage, Tom thought to himself a little maliciously.

After Tom finished speaking, Locke, who was relieved, smiled cheerfully. He thought he was informal, so some things would restrict him a lot if he encountered a troublesome roommate.Then I was about to open the refrigerator door to find something to eat. When I saw a sandwich left on the dining table, Tom made a surprised and touched expression under the gesture of "I left it for you", thanked him and handed it Pick it up and swallow it in a few mouthfuls.

Locke, who finished breakfast, opened his mouth with ease;

"Today I'm going to the nearby fight club. There is a gym near the club. I think most of the young guys, um... will go to the gym a few times or even get a card when they come to the new environment. There must be a few times." , are you interested in going with me?"

"Oh. That's great," said Tom cheerfully. "That's exactly what I had in mind."

So the result was that after completing the fitness card, Tom sat on the sofa in the boxing gym with a glass of water.

While Locke bit the ball, he was crushed to the ground by the man on the opposite side of the cage, and the crowd booed. Locke panted heavily, turned his head slightly in Tom's direction, and evoked a wicked smile. The man who turned over stood up.

"Hey, this won't work, girls."

"Oh, Locke can do it."

He jumped, his sweat-soaked T-shirt stuck to his muscles, as if his whole body was shining, and after a few quick punches, Locke finally pinned the man to the ground.

After the man on the opposite side stood up again, he seemed a little anxious, Locke dog stabbed the corner of his mouth, overwhelmed the man again, and the game was finally over.

"Good job." Tom handed a towel and water to Locke who climbed over the cage and came down.

Locke put on a towel and panted heavily:

"Thanks. You know," he said, looking sideways at Tom with those chocolate-colored eyes, and when Tom was slightly embarrassed, he gave a charming smile that could be called open-faced.

"I can't tell where it is, maybe it's the facial features." He stretched out his hand and gestured roughly, making the atmosphere between the two of them more relaxed. "I think you and my boyfriend are very similar." He paused, laughed when Tom suddenly froze, and continued quickly: "Oh, sorry, you know, I didn't mean that, I don't mean to offend." He took a big sip of water, his Adam's apple was stained with water, rolled a few times sexyly, after regaining his breathing, he hurriedly continued: "I really have a boyfriend, except for hair color and Pupil color, you two are really alike."

Tom didn't know whether he was surprised that he had a boyfriend or whether he was surprised by the conclusion that he resembled the other boyfriend.just smiled and said:

"Oh well, may I take him as a compliment, given that your boyfriend shouldn't be too bad a guess."

"Oh, of course it's a compliment!" He originally spread his entire upper body flat on the sofa, but now he sat up suddenly, and said with a proud look.

"For this compliment, it looks like I'm going to treat you to dinner at noon today"

Locke nodded as a matter of course, "Of course, Locke's compliments are rare." The two laughed at the same time.

After doing some shopping in the supermarket, the two men hugged large and small paper bags, chatting about various trivial matters, while walking slowly towards the house.

Locke worked in the police station. He knew for a long time that Tom's own life was nothing more than a variety of students. Locke's house is not very big, but it is still a bit spacious for one person, so it is normal to find someone to live with. things.What Tom was curious about was that Locke's boyfriend didn't live with him, and the platonic love in a human hormone like Locke was too unreal, so he didn't have the courage to guess.

"Oh, it looks like we have guests."

Locke yelled in surprise, and suddenly stepped forward to speed up.

A black Bentley was parked on the side of the road. Tom somehow felt that this car was inexplicably familiar, but Locke happily opened the door and walked in.

"Little princess, oh, slow down, I'm still holding something."

"Ada!"

Tom came in after Locke, and cried out in surprise when he saw the little blond girl.Unsurprisingly, the little boy with light brown hair on the sofa also looked surprised.

"Mr Green!"

Ada called out first, the girl who had just successfully jumped up and kissed Locke on the cheek was wearing a beige cotton crew neck shirt and a pair of brown shorts today.There is a kind of intimacy of the girl next door.

"Oh, Ivan said that Locke finally made up his mind to find a tenant. It turned out to be Mr. Green. This is really great."

Henry also put down his book and ran in, raised his head and took a small paper bag: "Hello, Mr. Green." Then he turned to Locke and said, "Locke, Uncle Ivan is in the kitchen."

Locke nodded, and just as he put down his things, a slender man came out of the kitchen.

A light shirt from Gucci and his baggy black Prada trench coat draped over the bench.Tom glanced at his figure, especially the long legs wrapped in black checked trousers, and he was sure that the effect of the trench coat on him would never be inferior to that of Eddie Redmayne* (Note 1 ).He has short light brown hair that is almost the same as Henry's, but it has been carefully groomed to reveal a smooth forehead, and it is not slightly curled like Henry's. His light blue pupils are much lighter than Ada's gray blue .

Ivan's complexion is pale, his eyes are deep and calm, and his lips are not plump, but they are not as thin as the ruthless young nobleman.When standing there, there is a sense of reserved alienation, but it seems that the moment he smiles, it will make the person opposite him feel more comfortable, and he himself is a standard British beauty like a textbook.

When Tom didn't know how to react.His gaze was scrutinizing Tom, with restrained eyes and an incomprehensible hidden meaning, and during the few seconds of his silence, those light blue pupils seemed to carry his own emotions, in the turbulent The unsurprised handsome face showed a similar unique emotion mixed with surprise.

Locke seemed a lot more reserved in front of Ivan. He hugged Ida and introduced to Tom:

"Tom, this is Ivan."

And Tom was finally able to break away from the man's overly focused gaze, and put on a polite smile:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Ivan, Tom Green, Locke's new roommate."

He nodded, picked up the tissue Ada handed over to wipe his watery hands.

"Locke did mention it." He smiled again, but slightly drooped his light eyelashes to cover up the emotion in his eyes. "I made risotto and I thought you wouldn't mind sharing it."

And when he laughed, he looked even more like Tom.

In the afternoon, Locke and Ivan decided to take Ida out together. Henry was about to be sent back to Ivan's home in the suburbs because he insisted on refusing to go to the playground. According to Henry's description, it was a very empty building. But in recent years, the white single-family house that has been gradually occupied by Ada's clothes and her various childish pool parties of low-grade girls, of course, Henry, who was typing with his notebook, added indifferently.

"My various model collections and soldiers of various proportions also take up a lot of space, so every time I talk about this topic, Ada is always very unconvinced."

The sound of Ada's little leather shoes rattling came from the stairs. Henry raised his head silently, gave his sister with delicate features and dressed like a little lady a cold stare, and received an angry mouth.

"IHERE YOU!"

Note 1: Nicknamed Little Freckle, an actor who is very good at dressing and matching.It seems to be the spokesperson of Prada, but it is not very clear.

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Because school is about to start, I will add a few more chapters quickly.