Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

When the bathroom door opened again, the sleepy Tong Xiyuan suddenly widened his eyes, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!"

"The clothes my brother gave me are too tight," Fan He asked, his upper body naked, hooking the edge of his pure black shorts, "Can't I wear it like this?"

Tong Xiyuan choked and thought to himself that it was just right when he tried it on, how could it be so tight that it couldn't fit him. But his eyes paused on Fan He's smooth abdominal muscles, and he turned his face away and said, "Okay."

It's just sleeping, even if Fan He really doesn't wear anything, he can't care.

Tong Xiyuan walked around the other side of the bed, picked up a towel and went into the bathroom.

Clean water is rare and expensive in the apocalypse, so he didn't take as long as Fan He to rinse, and came out in just over ten minutes.

After drying his hair casually, Tong Xiyuan glanced at Fan He, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with water dripping from the ends of his hair, and walked over with a towel and covered his head with it.

His vision suddenly fell into darkness. Fan He clenched his hand for a moment, but quickly let go after realizing that the person standing in front of him was Tong Xiyuan. He raised his hand and held Tong Xiyuan's wrist.

He smiled coldly under the dry towel and said softly: "Brother attacked me."

Tong Xiyuan said no, wrapped his hands in a towel and began to rudely mess up the wet hair under the towel.

"Brother..." Fan He was caught off guard and was swayed left and right by his actions. He finally managed to keep his balance.

Tong Xiyuan said: "If you don't wipe it dry, you will catch a cold easily. Don't move around."

He thought to himself that he would use the crystal core to exchange for a hair dryer tomorrow. No, two. Not only would Fan He need it, but the protagonist Cheng Ruyin would also need it.

After a while, Tong Xiyuan took a wet towel to the bathroom to wash. Fan He still maintained the same posture as before. He touched the ends of his dry hair, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.

With a "click", Tong Xiyuan came out and turned off the ceiling light.

"Go to sleep." Tong Xiyuan lay down on one side of the bed and said, "I'll buy you some new clothes tomorrow."

He should have a lot of crystal cores. I hope 999 didn't make him a pauper.

Fan He came back to his senses, lay down next to him, turned off the dim bedside lamp, and tentatively and carefully hugged Tong Xiyuan's waist through the quilt, "Thank you, brother, the bed seems a bit narrow."

999 snorted twice and said, "A -meter-long bed is totally suitable for two people to sleep on. Yuanbao, he is just trying to take advantage of you in various ways."

[I'll let him take it.] Tong Xiyuan said as he raised his hand to pull Fan He's hand towards him and said to Fan He, "Don't fall down."

In the darkness, Fan He had a clear view of Tong Xiyuan's every move, including his facial expressions. He leaned forward following Tong Xiyuan's movements, frowning slightly. He was like this, so how could Tong Xiyuan still bear it?

She gave him leaves, took him into the base, and even killed someone for him. Shouldn't such a lustful man do something when he was alone at night?

Just as he was thinking about it, Tong Xiyuan, who had been lying down, turned over and faced Fan He.

There was a hint of coldness in Fan He's eyes. It was indeed so. He couldn't help it.

He was prepared to teach Tong Xiyuan a lesson if he dared to move, but the person next to him just closed his eyes, snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

"..."

The sound of even breathing beside his ear reminded him that Tong Xiyuan had fallen into a deep sleep.

Fan He was silent for a second, raised his hand to push down the fluffy curly hair that was rubbing against his shoulders and neck, turned his face away and closed his eyes.

The next morning, the sun rose and the temperature became hotter. It was just past eight o'clock and the temperature outside had already soared to thirty degrees.

With the zombie king with low body temperature lying next to him, Tong Xiyuan slept very well.

Fan He woke up early in the morning. He didn't need sleep. Resting was just to relax his brain. Seeing Tong Xiyuan open his eyes, he moved closer with ill intentions and whispered in Tong Xiyuan's ear: "Brother, you hit me."

"Huh?" Tong Xiyuan subconsciously stepped back, but his body was already close to the edge of the bed, and he almost rolled down with the quilt. Fan He quickly pulled him back.

The two bodies were close to each other in an instant, and Tong Xiyuan stared, "I didn't."

Fan He's body was as if the air conditioner was turned on. It was strange that he was irritable in the morning. This man was clearly lying to him.

Tong Xiyuan threw back the quilt and got out of bed to wash. Fan He stared at his ears, which were still red, and smiled.

Soon, he realized that he was laughing, and immediately stopped smiling and put on a stern face.

After a simple breakfast, Tong Xiyuan took the crystal core and went to the trading place in the base. This trip was to buy things for Fan He, so naturally the two of them acted together.

Many people in the base knew Tong Xiyuan's face and smiled ingratiatingly at the two of them.

"Brother Yuan, what would you like to order?"

There are very few things left in the apocalypse, so clothes are naturally not as good as before. Tong Xiyuan tries his best to buy clothes with good fabrics.

In the blink of an eye, several crystal cores were replaced.

Tong Xiyuan turned around and asked Fan He: "What else do you need?"

Others followed his gaze and looked at Fan He, blatantly sizing up this handsome young man.

Fan He moved closer to Tong Xiyuan and said embarrassedly, "I want that one more."

"Which one?" He said it unclearly and Tong Xiyuan didn't understand it for a moment.

Fan He said, "Didn't you feel it this morning, brother?"

What do you feel? Tong Xiyuan recalled, blushed quickly, took the right size of boxer shorts and threw a secondary crystal core to the other side, pulled Fan He and said, "Sorry, I forgot."

Fan He curled his lips and smiled, then looked back at those people who had a look of sudden enlightenment on their faces, and the smile in his eyes became even wider.

After they left, everyone who witnessed this scene clicked their tongues.

"Even a hero can be tempted by beauty. Brother Yuan will also have a day to squander crystal cores like this."

"Who is that pretty boy? He looks pretty good."

"I don't know him. It seems that Brother Yuan brought him back from outside yesterday. He has already moved into our house."

"He looks like a restless person. If he causes trouble in the future, should we endure it for Brother Yuan's sake?"

"Why should I endure this? Who would still want to talk about love in this world? Just wait and see. In half a month at most, Brother Yuan will get tired of playing."

……

"Brother Yuan!" Meng Bai rushed into Tong Xiyuan's house, slammed the table and said mysteriously to the three people who were having lunch: "Brother Kuan had a meeting with other people in the base this morning and said he would give you a 'promotion'."

Cheng Ruyin asked puzzledly: "Promotion?"

Meng Bai said: "Before, Brother Yuan was only responsible for managing the security of the base. This time, after killing the high-level zombie, Brother Yuan must be given a better job. I hope Brother Kuan can kick Liu Qian out and promote Brother Yuan to be the second in command of the base."

The Liu Qian he mentioned is Liu Kuan's cousin. Relying on his close relationship with Liu Kuan, he is in charge of many important affairs in the base, but he is lazy and just sits in his position doing nothing.