The abstinence veteran always wants to spoil me

Feng Chuanhe was startled.

He could feel that the boy was not joking with him, his face turned pale, his long eyelashes trembled, and the hand hanging down by his side was slightly clenched into a fist, and then he stopped talking.

His question just now seemed to hit his sore spot, and the teenager who was still chatting with him turned his face away in silence and brushed his teeth.

Feng Chuanhe narrowed his eyes lightly, and didn't say anything else, but walked to the sofa in the lobby and sat down, took a sip of the milk that Ayan had just poured for him, and turned on the TV, even though he didn't like it either. Watching TV, but it's more lively if it's turned on.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and a white and tender boy obediently appeared in front of him, staring at him with round eyes, as if he was still a little nervous: "Fengchuan River..."

"Did you finish washing?" Feng Chuanhe sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, smiling lightly, and looked at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a set of simple casual clothes, which had probably been worn for a long time. It was a little dirty, and some places were still tattered "Do you usually only have this set of clothes?"

"...Ah?" Yu Miao blinked in a daze, her long eyelashes trembled a few times, she obediently lowered her head to take a look at her clothes, and clenched her clothes tightly with her fair hands. Corner, and whispered, "I have no clothes to wear... Well, this is just a set, it seems a little dirty... I will wash it another day, just wash it."

"..." Feng Chuanhe was a little helpless, staring at his serious appearance, and smiled with his lips curled up, "Isn't it a bit, be more confident, remove the appearance, but why do you only have one set of clothes? What do you wear after washing?"

Yu Miao blinked blankly, and told him as a matter of course: "Don't wear it, just wait until the clothes are dry and then put them on again, if you wear wet clothes, you will catch a cold, you can't do that, if you have a cold and get sick, you need an injection. If you go to the hospital, it will be very uncomfortable, but you should be in good health!"

Fengchuanhe: "..."

He was a little curious about what was inside the little goblin's head.

"Ayan," Feng Chuanhe called into the room, "find a suit of suitable clothes and come here to change for him, see if there are any."

"Okay," Ah Yan said with a smile, "I'll go right away."

Yu Miao blinked his innocent and clear eyes and looked at Feng Chuanhe who was sitting leisurely on the sofa: "You want to find me new clothes to wear?"

"Of course," Feng Chuanhe glanced at his tattered and dirty clothes, "how can you eat after wearing this?"

"I also dress like this for dinner these days..." Yu Miao whispered.

"That's different," Feng Chuanhe said softly, "It's outside, no one cares about you, you can wear whatever you want, but now you are in my villa, my place, you have to dress cleanly, you know ?”

"Oh..." Yu Miao was stunned, and looked at him a little blankly. Feng Chuanhe wore clean clothes, sat on the sofa elegantly, and lived in a luxurious big house, unlike him, who was dirty Xixi, there is nothing, and it seems inappropriate to appear here suddenly.

Although he doesn't understand many things in the world, what Feng Chuanhe just said made him feel a little sad. Clean clothes, live in a big house, and have delicious food, and then don’t have to think about how to escape, but live freely and comfortably.

But he can't, there is no way.

Feng Chuanhe could feel that the young man in front of him became depressed all of a sudden. He wrote all his emotions on his face, which was so easy to understand. Feng Chuanhe couldn't understand what was wrong with him, so he asked, "What's the matter?" ? Suddenly lowered your head and stopped talking, do you have anything to say to me?"

A Yan just said that when Yu Miao just woke up, she said she wanted to see him, so she must have something to say, why suddenly lowered her head at this moment, grabbed her clothes with both hands, and then stopped talking.

"I..." Yu Miao opened her mouth, quietly raised her head to look at Fengchuanhe, then pursed her red lips, and slowly lowered her head, "I'm a bit stupid...someone said that before, so If you don't understand what you say, I... may not understand..."

Fengchuanhe: "..."

"Aren't you..." Yu Miao breathed out lightly, as if she had the courage to do so, then raised her head and obediently stared at Fengchuanhe's beautiful peach blossom eyes, her voice was soft, but she was a bit confident Insufficiently whispered, "Do you... despise me?"

Fengchuanhe: "..."

... No, he didn't seem to say anything just now, did he?

Before Feng Chuanhe realized why he felt this way, Ayan had already found a suit of clothes and came over, and said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, this suit, I think, should be quite suitable, and he can wear it."

"Well," Feng Chuanhe responded, and looked at the clothes in Ayan's hands, his face changed a bit, "This set of clothes..."

"What's wrong?" Ayan was puzzled.

"...it's okay," Feng Chuanhe looked away, "give it to him."

Ayan handed the clothes to Yu Miao's hands, and went to do other things, but the clothes that Ayan gave him just now were a bit complicated, and he fiddled with them in the bathroom, but he couldn't get them right.

He could only say pitifully to Feng Chuanhe in the hall, "Feng...Fengchuanhe, you can't wear clothes..."

"...You don't even know how to wear clothes?" Feng Chuanhe was startled.

Yu Miao blushed, as if her head was about to smoke, and told him falteringly: "It's the clothes, the clothes are too difficult to wear, it's not easy to wear..."

Feng Chuanhe, who was sitting on the sofa, laughed helplessly. He didn't know that the little fairy he picked up would be so stupid.

He had no choice but to stand up from the sofa, walk to the bathroom where Yu Miao was, and stretch out his hand to open the door with a smile: "You don't even know how to put on clothes, little fairy, how stupid you are... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Chuanhe saw the scene inside the house, stopped abruptly, and stared at the boy who was putting on clothes inside.

He has already taken off all his clothes, revealing a perfect and alluring body, with rosy white skin, a thin waist, no fat at all, a beautiful curve, and a pair of straight, white long hair. The legs are all displayed in front of his eyes.

"This doesn't seem right, my head is stuck..." Yu Miao's clothes were wrong, and his head was stuck, so she bent over and pulled hard.

His back is facing the Fengchuan River, so when he bends down, his upturned, round and fair little buttocks are also facing the Fengchuan River.

From Feng Chuanhe's sight, the boy's body can be seen at a glance, accompanied by his soft and sweet voice, which made his breathing suddenly become rapid, and the lower body seems to gradually become strange...