[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

At some point, both of them stopped and stood face to face. At some point, their teammates disappeared, and there was only silence between the two of them.

Bei Yu turned the hand he was holding. At this moment, the hand was no longer as cold as before. The palm of his hand was warm, and there were even thin beads of sweat coming out.

Beiyu broke free and grabbed Song Cian's hand with his backhand, pressing it on his heart, "Why does it beat so fast?"

Song Cian looked into Bei Yu's eyes, with a faint light, and said, "Ask yourself."

Suddenly Bei Yu squeezed Song Ci'an's hand that was placed on his heart, with a smile on his eyes and brows, his eyes were sparkling, as if the Milky Way in the sky had been put into his eyes, "I know." There was a hint in his tone. With a certain but desperate tone, "I might like you too."

"Listen, he is beating nervously for you." The place where his hand was pressed was slightly warm, and the thumping sound of his heart seemed to make the entire palm of his hand beat. The person in front of me had an abnormal blush on his ears and entire face, but he was surprisingly courageous.

Seeing the brave and passionate confession of the person in front of him, Song Cian approached, "So do you want to fall in love?"

Unexpectedly, Bei Yu, who had just confirmed his confession and then confirmed his relationship, was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses, but the blush on his face became even worse. Now even if I don't warm my hands, my hands won't be cold anymore. Beiyu thought inexplicably as he rubbed the back of his other hand holding a hot water bottle against his hot face.

"Okay." By the time Bei Yu reacted, the words had already blurted out.

"So, boyfriend, do you want to leave?"

Bei Yu lowered his head and looked at his watch. It was almost eleven o'clock, and it was the gate time soon. If he passed the gate time, he would be fined.

Bei Yu took off the hand that was gently pressing on his chest, cleverly turned it at an angle, and clasped his fingers together, "Let's go."

"When did you start to like me, Huanhuai?" Beiyu was a little curious.

"It's been a long time." Song Ci'an said.

"How long? I didn't expect you to have a secret love with this face?" Bei Yu felt a little happy, suppressing a smile on his face, but the happiness and smile in his tone completely exposed him.

"For a long time, I only like you." Even across time and space, across time, and across the world, I only like you.

"Do you really like it so much?" Bei Yu seemed a little surprised by Song Cian's deep tone, which seemed to have a sense of time and something insurmountable. But you can see from those eyes that these are the love for yourself, which is growing day by day.

His heart seemed to be filled with something, with a sweet and sour feeling, but also extremely satisfied, "Then I want to like you more."

……

Looking at the two beds still together, Bei Yu took off his coat with a calm expression. It was so cold, why did he sleep in the same bed with his boyfriend?

Yuanfeng: 6!

"The water temperature has been tested, let's go take a shower." Song Cian was wearing a bathrobe. From Bei Yu's angle, he could see that there was a vacuum inside, and he could vaguely see his abdominal muscles. It's really unfair. Everyone has the same daily routine, so why does this kid have abs! At this moment, Bei Yu selectively ignored the fact that Song Ci'an would wake up an hour earlier than him every morning to exercise.

Bei Yu retracted his glance and rushed to the bathroom at an extremely fast speed. It's really strange. Normally, it's not strange to meet with the upper body naked when you haven't confirmed your feelings and relationship. But today, you just confirmed your relationship and you're blushing even in a bathrobe. Bei Yu leaned against the bathroom wall and secretly cursed himself for being useless.

He turned around and looked at the various toiletries in front of him. They were all in pairs, and they looked just like real couples. Bei Yu's cheeks burned and he cursed himself for overthinking.

He turned his head and smelled himself, and there was a smell of hot pot, so he walked back holding hands with Wan Huai despite this smell?

"Tsk..." Bei Yu said in disgust, and immediately took off the remaining clothes and threw them into the automatic washing machine.

The water temperature was already adjusted, and everything needed for bathing was at hand. The bath went extremely fast. As he was washing, Beiyu realized something was wrong. Where's the bath towel? Bei Yu searched around and found nothing, and what was extremely sad was that he had just thrown all his clothes into the washing machine and now he had nothing to wear.

Of course, it's okay to go out in just underwear, but thinking about the relationship they just established today, Beiyu, who usually wears underwear in front of Song Cian's eyes without blushing or heartbeat, doesn't dare to wear it out at the moment.

Of course, if one had to find a reason, Bei Yu would sum it up as new object shame disorder. Although this is also his first time in love, there is no new or old partner. But as soon as the relationship was confirmed, he went out naked. Even if he was given ten more layers of shame, he still wouldn't be able to wear it.

After standing under the shower for more than half an hour, Bei Yu finally made up his mind. Just as he reached out to open the door, he heard a knock on the bathroom door. Bei Yu opened a crack and stuck his head out to ask what happened, but saw Song Ci'an handing the bath towel to him, "I saw you forgot to bring the bath towel, so I brought it to you."

Bei Yu took the bath towel, thanked him, and hurriedly closed the bathroom door. Looking at the bath towel in his hand, Bei Yu let out a sigh of relief. He didn't know how to get along with his boyfriend who had just established a relationship, and how to break up. It was quite urgent! !

When Bei Yu finished packing and went out, his cell phone had been taken away by the staff. During competitions, the staff always pay special attention to collecting mobile phones.

Bei Yu sighed, why bother, I hid the backup machine anyway. Song Cian on the side was holding a book in his hand and was reading it with gusto.

Bei Yu was helpless, and he didn't know which dynasty the antique was inherited from. He actually kept the habit of reading every night. Even my dad didn't read at night. Beiyu complained secretly in his heart.

Seeing the person in front of him reading a book, Bei Yu climbed into bed. His quilt had been laid out long ago and the quilt was warm. Well, having a boyfriend is so considerate, Beiyu sighed inwardly and took out the hidden mobile phone from under the bed next to him. There is no way, the staff are like rats, they will be discovered if they are not hidden well.

It took a lot of effort to take out the phone, press the power button, and while waiting to turn it on, I turned my head to see what book my old-fashioned boyfriend was reading. "History of Dynasties"? Well, not only are my habits old-fashioned, but the books I read are also old-fashioned.

Song Cian raised his eyes and glanced at the cell phone that was being turned on in Bei Yu's hand. It was obvious that he just glanced at it lightly, but Beiyu explained feebly, as if he had been caught doing something bad, "Just take it out and have a look."