Louis' 13

The villa has three bedrooms, all of which are big bed rooms.When the room is divided, the differences are obvious.

"I can't, I want my own room." Mu Yaran raised her hand: "I'm a light sleeper, so I can't share a room with others."

Shen Huan was a little caught off guard, hesitantly looked at Louis and then at Duan Xiaohui: "Is that so, how about..."

Duan Xiaohui spread his hands, indicating that he can do anything.

Shen Huan couldn't say it, Mu Yaran spoke out her heart on her behalf: "Of course the two gentlemen are wronged. We Huanhuan haven't married yet."

"Don't bother." Louis said calmly, "I'll just live on the sofa in the living room."

Mu Yaran covered her mouth exaggeratedly: "How is this possible! Isn't it Xiaolu, you have princess disease like me? You sleep lightly at night, so no one can disturb you?"

"No, no." Shen Huan smoothed things over: "Louis is afraid that it will affect Mr. Duan's rest."

"Mr. Duan," Mu Yaran cut out, "Your face is swollen. Isn't it nice to call him old Duan, isn't he old Duan?"

The old Duan returned a "kind" smile.

Shen Huan anxiously winked at Louis: "You are afraid of disturbing Mr. Duan's rest, aren't you, Louis?"

Louis nodded.

"Okay, let's make it so, I'm not that delicate." Duan Xiaohui raised his eyebrows: "The man lives in the downstairs room, and you two ladies live upstairs, is that okay?"

Mu Yaran snapped her fingers contentedly: "OK!"

After dinner, the four of them chatted for a while. To be precise, it was Shen Huan, Mu Yaran and Duan Xiaohui who were chatting, and Louis was more like an audience.

At eight o'clock, Mu Yaran yawned, and pulled Shen Huan upstairs: "Let's go, go to sleep."

Shen Huan was extremely shocked: "It's only eight o'clock..."

"Enen, take a bath first, then put on the mask, it's all done, it must be after nine o'clock." Mu Yaran squeezed her eyes: "Let's talk about beauty experience, what can we say to these two men ?”

Without the woman's chirping, the downstairs living room became empty.

"You wash first and I wash first?" Duan Xiaohui stood up and asked naturally.

Louis shivered uncontrollably, his body stiffened: "Go ahead, I'll watch TV for a while. Mr. Duan, go to bed first, I'm a late sleeper."

Duan Xiaohui thought for a while, then bent down to support his knees, his eyes were at the same level as the sitting Louis: "Louis, is your defense only against me, or against everyone?"

Louis, is your defense only against me, or against everyone?Louis stared blankly at the TV screen, and what was automatically reflected in front of his eyes was the last night, coming home from the barbecue stall——

"You wash first and I wash first?" Duan Xiaohui took off the T-shirt by the collar, casually threw it on the ground, and reached out to untie the belt buckle.

"You go first." Louis saw that he had answered his own questions with practical actions, and turned to the kitchen in a good temper: "I'll go get a glass of water."

Duan Xiaohui took a bath very quickly, in just 5 minutes, the man came out with a large bath towel around his waist, and on his firm bronze skin, there were crystal drops of water sliding down, until they disappeared into the bath towel hanging loosely around his narrow waist.

"I'm going to take a shower." Louis handed him a glass of water casually: "Here, ice water."

Duan Xiaohui didn't pick up the cup, and stretched out his hand to tease the cat and dog, and taunted him: "I just remembered that it will get dirty after washing, so it's better to wash it later."

Louis was overwhelmed by his troubles, and made a gesture to splash water on him, and then he escaped from the clutches to take a shower.

When he went to bed, Louis felt a faint discomfort in his stomach, but it disappeared after careful examination.

Mr. Duan stretched his limbs comfortably like a beast, turned over and pressed up, his nose was filled with the same scent of body soap: "I just turned over, there are six covers in the drawer, are they enough?"

……

"Xiaolu? Louis?" In front of him was Duan Xiaohui's magnified handsome face, wet hair, and a large snow-white bath towel around his waist, and a puff of water vapor rushed towards his face.

Louis let out a groan, and was overly frightened and hid suddenly, but he forgot that the sofa was close to the wall, and there was a loud bang on the back of his head, which made Duan Xiaohui feel pain when he heard it.

"What's wrong? An earthquake?" Shen Huan's voice came from upstairs.

Then Mu Yaran said nonsense: "It's all right, it's probably because that idiot of old Duan accidentally bumped into the wall."

Shen Huan then came out in embarrassment.

Duan Xiaohui grabbed Louis and cautiously poked the back of his head: "Why are you reacting so violently? I've called you five or six times. What about the soul? Let the dog eat it?...Fortunately, it didn't break. Dizzy or not? Don’t have a concussion. No, let’s go to the hospital.”

"I'm fine." Lu Yi was dumbfounded: "It's not that exaggerated, there is no need to go to the hospital."

Being so close, Louis felt uncomfortable all over: "Uh, I went to take a shower and suddenly felt a little sleepy."

Looking at the boy who could almost be called running away, and the red ear tips, Duan Xiaohui bowed his head with a wry smile.hard.It's fucking getting harder and harder...

Hulu brushed his hair, Duan Xiaohui wanted to smoke.

Out of habit, I reached out to touch it, only to find that the cigarette was in the trouser pocket and the trousers were in the room.

Thinking of such a good excuse and the benefits of the bathroom, Duan Xiaohui smiled and turned to the room.

Duan Xiaohui booked the best small villa in the mountains and rivers. All three rooms have balconies. During the day, you can see the green grass of the golf course, which is pleasing to the eye.

The bedroom downstairs is the largest, basically a small suite with a small bar for making some simple cocktails.

Walking to the sofa, he picked up his trousers and took out a cigarette. Duan Xiaohui turned around, and when he looked at the floor-to-ceiling glass window between the bathroom and the room, he happened to see Louis, fully dressed, standing clumsily on the edge of the bathtub, reaching for the shutter. tie rod.

Duan Xiaohui was about to get angry, so he nodded with the hand holding the cigarette, pointed his thumb back to himself, and then pointed to the door: Master, go out, you old man, don't bother to draw the curtains, don't look at it.

Upstairs, Mu Yaran sneaked downstairs with bare feet, reached out and poked Duan Xiaohui, and said in a very small voice, "Why are you standing here in a daze? Good nights are short. It's good to have more heart-to-heart talks."

"It's taking a shower."

"Wow." Mu Yaran rubbed his chin in embarrassment: "Hey egg welfare, why don't you go in?"

"He drew the curtains." Duan Xiaohui couldn't help but want to confide in depression: "Yaran, you say a standard heterosexual, how can you guard against me? Am I so obvious?"

Mu Yaran covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then thought for a while: "No way. If we hadn't known each other for so many years, I wouldn't have seen it. How deep is your city, isn't it old?"

Duan Xiaohui raked his hair irritably: "I don't know either."

"Tsk tsk, this doesn't look like you." Mu Yaran clenched his fist and made a cheering gesture: "If you like it, go grab it. It doesn't matter if he is heterosexual or a girlfriend."

"What about your integrity and bottom line?" Duan Xiaohui squinted at her.

Mu Yaran shrugged indifferently: "I only have two bottom lines, Lao Duan and Xiao Ningzi. Others have something to do with me."

Neither of them said a word, and for a while, the only sound in the living room was the soap opera playing on the TV.

"Okay, I'll go up, and it won't be good for Chen Huan to find out." Mu Yaran stuck out her tongue: "Old Duan, hold back these two days, don't let down the benefits I won for you. Xiaolu is also a The master, who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, has a strong temper. But I like him a lot, and I feel so contradictory to help you cheat him..."

Duan Xiaohui smiled, his brows and eyes were soft, and he reached out to rub the woman's hair: "Thank you, sorceress."

"Is it okay to change three words?" Shen Huan cut, turned back upstairs freely, walked to the corner of the stairs, turned around, and pointed his middle finger provocatively.

A bed, a quilt.

Louis, who was lying sideways on the edge of the bed with Duan Xiaohui on his back, was wearing pajamas. Looking carefully, it was the blue-gray T-shirt from KFC last time.Dare Lover didn't even bother to change his clothes last time, so he went directly to his pajamas...

"A big bed of [-] meters, we are half of each other, right? I want the two before the decimal point, and you want the two after the decimal point? Two two fools?" Duan Xiaohui didn't want to tease him at first, but he couldn't help it when he looked like that: " Two big men, what are you afraid of?"

silence.Duan Xiaohui nodded: "It seems that your online name really deserves it."

Louis didn't know what he thought of, so he sat up and turned to Duan Xiaohui: "There is something I want to tell you."

"Tell me." Duan Xiaohui sat on the sofa, he was so angry seeing Louis like this, he had no desire to go to bed at all.

"It's like this." Louis spoke slowly, organizing his thoughts as he spoke: "I think Shen Huan may have some unrealistic fantasies, and she is trying hard to have something that doesn't belong to her, or that doesn't belong to us. Something. I don’t know what you think, Mr. Duan—”

"Brother." Duan Xiaohui interrupted him: "Or Brother Duan, Brother Xiaohui is fine. I don't like your current address."

Louis didn't say yes or no, his long eyelashes were coated with a layer of warm gold under the light: "Work and development are not about looking at the height of one mountain. Only when you are down-to-earth can you walk more steadily. In fact, Shen Huan is doing it for me. Okay... anyway, I hope Mr. Duan... you can stop being like a little girl, and if you have another invitation or something, just refuse it. After all, our purpose is not pure."

Duan Xiaohui's face became more and more calm, like the sea before the storm: "Then Louis, let me ask you, why do you insist on drawing a clear line with me? Do you think I'm stupid? Chen Huan's purpose is not pure? Then your Is the purpose to be clean and pure?"

Louis was not affected by his pressure, and looked indifferent: "I can't afford to be high, I just want to work hard, save some money, marry Chen Huan and go home, take out a loan to buy a house, and support my family and take care of my wife and children in the future."

Duan Xiaohui was very annoyed by the expectations he described: "What if I say I don't allow it?"

Louis looked at him in surprise, and said in a calm tone, "Why do you?"

The hot blood rushed to the brain, and the evil rushed to the gallbladder, and he couldn't care about anything else.What's more, Mr. Duan didn't think he was a good person.

Seeing the tall man jumping up like a leopard and striding over without hesitation, Louis' eyes changed, and almost subconsciously he wanted to turn around and jump out of bed and run out.

Duan Xiaohui grabbed the boy's ankle, easily pulled it in his direction, clasped his hands, screwed them directly on top of his head, and pressed his whole body on top of his head, his eyes were calm before the storm: "Finally, I would like to ask you In a word, did you do it with Shen Huan?"

Louis didn't speak, but bit his lips and turned his head, clenched his fists with both hands and tried desperately to break free.

Duan Xiaohui tugged at the corner of his mouth, and pinched the boy's chin with his free left hand, forcing him to turn around and look at himself: "Speak, have you done it? Have you ever fucked it?"

"Get out!" Since he couldn't dodge, Louis simply didn't dodge, staring at him and uttering a word coldly.

"I have plenty of ways for you to talk about it." Duan Xiaohui let go of his chin, and made a big hand gesture downward: "Shall I come to check it myself?"

"Duan Xiaohui," no matter how hard the boy tried to control, his face still blushed unsteadily: "Shen Huan and I trust you so much, and you've abused me like this? What do you want? What do you think of me?" Suddenly, those words are almost vicious, even if they are so light that they almost don't exist: "Is it for sale?"

The angry President Duan suddenly turned into a punctured balloon: "What nonsense are you talking about! As I said, I like you..."

"Is that how you like it?" Louis squinted at Duan Xiaohui's big hand resting on his chest: "The one who likes it disregards other people's wishes, and only wants to make himself happy?"

Duan Xiaohui was so embarrassed by Louis' rare sharpness, he let go of his hands and stood on the ground, trying to pull him up: "Xiaolu..."

Louis sat up, slapped open his extended hand, and jumped down stubbornly: "Okay, it's torn, it's too boring to pretend. From tomorrow on, Mr. Duan, you live your high-society life, and we Continue to be a Riba person. We'd better never see each other."

Duan Xiaohui, who said never meet again, was upset, and grabbed Louis' hand completely instinctively: "I admit that I was wrong just now, can I apologize? Louis, you don't have to try to provoke me, and I don't want to have nothing to do with you for the rest of my life." .Is this okay? If you don't like it, we'll just get along as friends. I won't force you to do something you don't like."

"You can't do it." Louis unceremoniously knocked off his grasped hand again.

"I can do it." Reason gradually returned, and Duan Xiaohui spread his hands: "Can we sit down and talk? I swear on the honor of my parents that there will be no offense tonight."