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Just like taking a bath...

Gu Changfeng comforted himself by saying that he had been living in the dormitory since elementary school, and he had seen naked men before, so it was no big deal. Xiao Wo had already reminded him not to get close to Shen Mingjue anymore, so tonight would be the last time, and if he indulged himself again he would just follow the plot obediently.

As he was thinking this, Zhao Si led him into the hot spring room.

"Prince, take off your clothes here. Over there with the bath towel and soap nuts, Master Shen is already inside. Call me if you need anything, but I want to go out and eat chicken before coming back." What he meant was that you two should just enjoy your own world without anyone disturbing you.

Gu Changfeng pretended to be polite, took out a purse from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Si, "Eat more, it doesn't matter if you come back late."

Zhao Si's round black eyes turned around, and he took it with a sly smile, whispering, "Come on, Changfeng!"

The blush on his ears was almost reddening his face. Gu Changfeng touched his childhood friend's shoulder and said, "What are you talking about? Why don't you go quickly? If you don't go, I won't give it to you."

"Go, go, go right away. If you're really in a hurry, why are you staying here..." Zhao Si put away his purse and trotted out of the hot spring room.

Gu Changfeng told Xiao Wo in advance not to peek.

The little snail who turned into a cat rolled his eyes, and the young master's voice became a little speechless: "Don't worry, I can't see it like this. Since I possessed the cat, I can't share the screen with you."

"That's great." Gu Changfeng was delighted and ordered his men to carry Bai Ze away.

Xiao Wo: “…” But I can still hear you talking.

The luxurious clothes fell to the ground. Gu Changfeng let his hair down, put the accessories around his waist aside, and conservatively wrapped a bath towel around his waist. Then he walked in step by step with a nervous heart.

The hot spring here is different. When Gu Changfeng's father was alive, he ordered people to dig a large pool, and laid out stones to warm the feet. It is big enough for three or four people to bathe together. Shen Mingjue and he soaked together, and there was still plenty of space. This was his first time here, but it seemed like he had been here many times. Every step he took was towards the footsteps in his memory.

An image of a man pulling his hand and walking him inside appeared in his mind. At that time, his hands were small, and the man's hands could hold his hands and wrists at once.

It was him and Prince Yong when they were children.

Gu Changfeng blinked, and the figure in front of him returned to normal, as if it had never appeared.

He knew that it was Xiao Wo who was reminding him, using the memories of the real Gu Changfeng to remind him that everything he had now came from another person.

Don't be so presumptuous.

You can't be so presumptuous anymore.

You have to follow the plot well.

The fanatical mood gradually subsided, and the temperature on his face dropped.

The mist was thick, covering half of the fair figure.

"Ming Jue, here I come."

The person in front of him revealed half of his shoulder that was not covered by black hair. The warm light of the glass lamp made him look porcelain white. He had his back to him and his head slightly tilted, revealing his smooth forehead. The mist made his figure even more seductive. Shen Mingjue scooped the hot spring water onto his shoulders, and the curve of his jaw faced the warm light, as if inviting him to kiss him.

Shen Mingjue didn't say anything, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.

Gu Changfeng also followed in and soaked in the pool, placing his towel on the shore. The water in the pool was not deep, barely reaching below the chest, and the water temperature was just right, making the whole person feel warm.

The fog here was still too thick, and Gu Changfeng couldn't see him clearly. If it weren't for the water flowing through his limbs, he would have thought it was a dream.

Tonight is the last time I will be close to him...

In order to leave no regrets, Gu Changfeng, with a hoarse voice, put his hand on Shen Mingjue's arm, took the wooden spoon with his other hand, leaned close to Shen Mingjue's ear and whispered, "Mingjue, let me help you."

Shen Mingjue didn't know whether he was shy or something, he didn't look at him, but looked straight ahead, "Okay, then thank you very much."

Gu Changfeng gathered Shen Mingjue's long hair together, gently put it on his right shoulder, scooped up a spoonful of water, and poured it down Shen Mingjue's white shoulders.

For some reason, he always felt that Shen Mingjue was particularly fragrant, so fragrant that it confused his mind, but it was obvious that the soapberries in the palace had no smell.

As the hot water poured down, Shen Mingjue didn't know if he was scalded or what, he suddenly turned around and almost fell into his arms, and the gentle touch brushed across his lips.

Just then, a breeze blew through the wind chimes in the hot spring.

"Wow~~"

The wooden spoon in Gu Changfeng's hand suddenly fell into the water.