I have the beauty of the villain's love

Yancheng led Zhou Lang back to his residence. Xiao Shiqing had something to do today and hadn't come back yet. The clothes he changed from yesterday were still hanging on the screen in the room.

Yancheng went in first, tore off his clothes and stuffed them under the quilt, and kicked Xiao Shiqing's boots away. When Zhou Lang came in, he only saw Yancheng standing by the screen with his hands behind his back.

"The room is a little messy, please don't dislike it, Young Master Zhou." Yan Cheng said.

Zhou Lang glanced at it. Although the room was small and small, it could be regarded as bright and clean.

Yancheng walked to Zhou Lang's side and led him to sit down, "Young Master Zhou, please sit down."

There were no chairs in the room, Yancheng led him to sit on the bed, Zhou Lang was still refusing, "I haven't changed my clothes yet, don't get dirty—"

"Nothing, Mr. Zhou is very clean."

Listening to Yan Cheng's words, Zhou Lang felt that those words were a bit weird, but he didn't allow him to think about them, Yan Cheng had already sat down by him.

"Young Master Zhou sit down first, I'll go out and pour you a pot of tea." Yancheng said as he turned around and went out.

Zhou Lang grabbed his sleeve and stood up, "General Yan Lang is too polite."

Yan Cheng looked at Zhou Lang and his heart beat violently, "Young Master Zhou is a distinguished guest—"

"I'm here to bother you, so I can't be considered a distinguished guest." Zhou Lang saw that Yan Cheng was standing still, and was about to let go of his hand holding his sleeve.

Yancheng suddenly grabbed his hand in reverse, held it for only a moment, and then quickly let go, "I'd better go out and pour tea for Mr. Zhou."

This time, before Zhou Lang could stop him, he ran out with his head down.

Zhou Langxin said, this General Yan Lang is too shy and restrained.

Yan Cheng just went out, Zhou Lang looked at the furnishings in the room, but the room is very simple, there is nothing else to see except for a screen that blocks it, Zhou Lang turned around and looked at the bed he was sitting on , this bed was different from the one he slept on, it was hard, Zhou Lang lifted the quilt and saw that it was a bamboo bed, he was about to cover the quilt, but saw a red thread under it, and pulled out a piece of bamboo. Look, it's a mandarin duck bellyband from a daughter's family.

For a young man of Yancheng's age, it is inevitable that he will have some feelings.

Zhou Lang understood, and put the bellyband back.

Yancheng came in with a pot of tea, put it on the table, filled a cup and handed it to Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang reached out to pick it up, but withdrew his hand from the heat.

Yancheng hurriedly put the teacup aside, and went to hold Zhou Lang's scalded hand, "Master Zhou, are you alright?"

"It's okay." The water for making tea was freshly boiled, and it was in a porcelain cup. Zhou Lang was scalded suddenly.

Yancheng saw that Zhou Lang's fingers were red, "Why are they hot? I just touched them." Before Zhou Lang could speak, he held Zhou Lang's fingers and blew gently.

Zhou Lang's fingertips felt numb from the blow, "It's nothing, it's just a burn."

Yancheng looked at Zhou Lang's fair five fingers, and was reluctant to let go for a moment.

"General Yan Lang." Zhou Lang withdrew his hand and put it in his sleeve, "Can you show me the vacancy?"

Yancheng still had that soft touch on his hands, and he came back to his senses when he heard Zhou Lang's words, "Okay."

The vacant house that Yancheng mentioned was a nearby house. The original occupants returned home, and the house had been left unused for a long time without anyone taking care of it. As soon as Yancheng pushed the door open, the dust in the house began to float.

Yancheng subconsciously glanced at Zhou Lang beside him.

Zhou Lang covered his mouth and nose and walked in. The room was similar to the place where Yancheng lived, except that the bedding on the bed was damp and damp, and there were cobwebs on the screen leaning against the wall.

Zhou Lang wiped the screen with his hand, and his fingertips were covered with a layer of dust.

"This place has been empty for almost three months. No one has moved in and it hasn't been cleaned." Yancheng didn't expect that the dust would accumulate like this. How could such a place be lived by Mr. Zhou, but he still had a glimmer of hope. He said, "If Mr. Zhou lives here, I will clean the room."

"Don't trouble General Yan Lang, I can do it myself." Zhou Lang really didn't want to go back to Linghuyin's yard.He didn't want to see ghosts, nor did he want to see Linghu Yin.

Yancheng watched Zhou Lang looking at the house, and that glimmer of hope turned into greater joy.

"Is there any clean water and rags here?" Zhou Lang asked Yancheng.

"Yes!" Yancheng said, "I'm going to prepare the things to clean, Mr. Zhou will take a look first."

Zhou Lang nodded, "Thank you, General Yan."

Yancheng went out of the room to fetch a bucket of water and brought it over, seeing Zhou Lang roll up his sleeves and roll the quilt on the bamboo bed to the ground.

"I'll just do the rough work!" Yancheng put down Qingshui and wanted to take over what Zhou Lang was doing.

"Why bother General Yan Lang with all the good things." Zhou Lang took Yan Cheng's hospitality as polite, "I only tidy up some trivial things, if General Yan Lang wants to help, he can help me move the bamboo bed out to dry show."

Yancheng went to move the bamboo bed in a daze.

The two of them worked hard for an hour, and managed to clean the house, but because of the thick dust, Zhou Lang's white clothes turned into gray clothes.

"The bamboo bed will be exposed to the sun for another day." More dust fell on Yan Cheng's body, and the sweat and dust stained his forehead together, making him very embarrassed.

Zhou Lang only dirty his clothes and palms, "It just so happens that I have to go back to get a set of quilts at night, and I just moved them here tomorrow."

Yan Cheng nodded first, then looked at the stains on Zhou Lang's body, "It's still early, Mr. Zhou, do you want to take a bath and change clothes?"

"All the clothes I changed were in the general's room." Zhou Lang wasn't used to his dirty body either.

"It's okay, it's windy today, and the clothes will be dry as soon as they're washed," Yan Cheng said.

Zhou Lang was persuaded by Yan Cheng, and went to the room with him.

Behind the screen was a bathtub, Yancheng boiled water for him, gave him a clean towel, and went out.Zhou Lang put the changed clothes on the screen and got into the bathtub.

Yancheng sat in the room for a while, listening to the sound of rushing water, thinking of that rainy night when he saw Zhou Lang, he timidly looked over from the bushes with arms folded, when he thought of this, his forehead felt hot. Or something else, another layer of sweat broke out, he couldn't sit still, so he ran to the next room to sweep the dust on the floor.

As soon as Yancheng left, Xiao Shiqing came back.

The weather was sweltering today, he was sweating all over from practicing in the martial arts hall, he took off his shirt when he returned to the house, sat on the bed for a while, heard the sound of water flowing, thought it was Yancheng taking a bath, so he didn't pay much attention.But he took off his shirt, and his body was still sweating. He even took off his shoes, and rolled up his trousers, looking for the boots he changed by the bed.

Just now Yancheng kicked his boots away, Xiao Shiqing searched for a long time before he found one.

Zhou Lang also heard the movement outside, and he also thought it was Yancheng.After taking a shower, he got out of the bathtub and wiped the water stains on his body with a towel.

Xiao Shiqing searched for a long time and couldn't find the other boot, thinking that Yancheng was playing tricks on him again, and hearing the sound of water, he walked around behind the screen and wanted to ask Yancheng, "Yancheng! You—"

Zhou Lang was completely naked, and was stepping on a wet towel to wipe the water stains on his shoulders, when he suddenly heard Xiao Shiqing's voice, he was startled for a moment.

Seeing Zhou Lang standing naked in front of him, Xiao Shiqing was dazed for a long time before suddenly turning his back, "Zhou, Mr. Zhou—"

Zhou Lang was a man, and he didn't feel ashamed when a man looked at his body, but Xiao Shiqing's sudden appearance startled him.

"I don't mean to offend you!" Xiao Shiqing turned around, the snow-white skin and slender body he saw just now were still in front of him, he had never seen such white skin, as delicate and delicate as the white flowers on the pear tree.It was stained with water again, more like flower petals.

Zhou Lang only put on the clean inner lining and walked out, "Why is General Xiao Lang here?"

Xiao Shiqing still didn't dare to turn his head to look at Zhou Lang, but at the moment he saw the scene he had just seen, "I live here."

"Oh, you live with Yancheng." Zhou Lang tore off the dirty clothes from the screen.

Xiao Shiqing turned his head, and Zhou Lang happened to walk over.Because he was only wearing the inner lining, part of his arms and ankles were exposed——Xiao Shiqing had never seen such a fair complexion.But after Zhou Lang walked past him, he remembered his embarrassment now, and hurriedly put on his coat and boots again, for fear of making Zhou Lang abrupt.

Yancheng had already picked up a bucket of clean water and put it at the door, Zhou Lang soaked the dirty clothes in and scrubbed them.

"Young Master Zhou, what's going on today, why are you here?" Because Xiao Shiqing dressed too hastily, his clothes were messed up, and his boots were put on backwards, and he didn't notice it himself.

Zhou Lang's ten fingers were soaked in water, and he shook it lightly, and the falling water droplets rippled in layers of the bucket soaked in clothes, "I want to find a place to live, General Yan Lang said there is a vacant room here, so I'll come over here .”

Xiao Shiqing stared at Zhou Lang's water-stained ten fingers, as if he felt that those ten fingers were hooked, hooking his soul.

Because it was dust, the clothes were cleaned by rubbing lightly. Zhou Lang got up and wrung the wet clothes, but the clothes were heavily stained with water. After wringing them a few times, Xiao Shiqing came over, took the clothes and wrung them dry and handed them to Zhou Lang. .

Zhou Lang smiled, "Thank you General Xiao Lang."

Xiao Shiqing had never been so close to Zhou Lang before, when he saw him smile, he averted his eyes dryly, and suddenly remembered what Zhou Lang said just now, "Young master Zhou, do you want to move here?"

"Ah."

Xiao Shiqing was a little dazed by the news.Zhou Lang is a relative of the general, and he would never see him no matter how much he wants to see him on weekdays, but now Zhou Lang suddenly said that he would move here, it really made him, made him...

Yancheng came out after sweeping the house, and saw Zhou Lang who was drying the clothes, his lips curled up, and he was about to go there when someone grabbed his arm suddenly.

"Master Zhou is going to move to our place?" Xiao Shiqing still couldn't help asking again.

Seeing Xiao Shiqing, Yancheng's lips curved up and down again, "I never saw you come back so early before."

Xiao Shiqing glanced at Zhou Lang, and tightened his grip on Yancheng's arm, "Master Zhou really wants to move here?"

Yancheng, "Yeah, otherwise what would I do to clean up the room."

Xiao Shiqing still didn't let go of Yancheng's arm.

Yan Cheng struggled a bit, "Let go."

Just as Xiao Shiqing let go of Yancheng's arm, seeing Zhou Lang approaching, he hurriedly pulled his clothes back into order.

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Yancheng: teased

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Linghu Yin: Liu Xiahui