Rebirth of the Double-faced Superstar

The distance from the bedroom to the bathroom was very short, but Fu Xindong walked very slowly, almost moving forward in small steps.

The boy on the body didn't raise his head. From his angle, he could only see a pair of slightly trembling eyelashes.

He seemed very nervous, his hands did not wrap around his neck generously like when he was held in the hospital before, nor did they touch any part of his body, but crossed his fingers, which happened to cover the sweat on his black shorts. raised.

Fu Xindong's mind kept flashing all kinds of messy pictures with very evocative themes. To be honest, the muscles of his whole body are tense now. If he is nervous, he believes that he will not be worse than the boy on him. .

He didn't expect that at the age of 32, when everything was beyond impulsive and reckless, he would actually do something to this boy that only a young boy could do.

Whether it was a long-distance drive to visit him, or spending a few hours patiently making soup for him, until now he was embarrassed and said to help him undress and take a bath, in the eyes of Fu Xindong in the past, it was something he could never do.

But now, not only have I done it, but I also want to continue to do it and do more.

He slowly put Luo Xi's body down, and began to adjust the water temperature of the shower.

The boy standing still behind him looked at his strong back in a T-shirt and jeans, and wondered if it was because he was only wearing underwear, and subconsciously shivered.

"Take off your shorts too, don't you want me to help you with this!"

After adjusting the water temperature, Fu Xindong turned around, stared at the boy's nervous face with half-closed eyes, and took off his T-shirt.

Seeing the tall and strong man in front of him turn into a muscular man with naked upper body in an instant, Luo Xi felt a trace of unknown heat slowly evaporating on his body, his face felt a little hot, and his palms became more and more moist , the most frightening thing is that in the little black underwear, there seems to be something undisciplined that is about to move.

"You wash it for me. Why are you taking it off? Could it be that we both want to take a couple bath?"

Luo Xi pretended to be calm and used the way of talking to Fu Xindong to hide her nervousness and impulsiveness.

"I don't want to get drenched in water. Don't be mean, take off quickly...Don't worry, uncle won't touch you."

Fu Xindong saw Luo Xi's nervousness and worry in his eyes. He knew that his current appearance and behavior would indeed make him think of other places, but Fu Xindong knew that he would not do that.

He is not stupid.

He knew that after he expressed his love for Luo Xi to Luo Xi openly and secretly, the boy in front of him who seemed cute but actually smart already knew the fact that he liked him.

And Fu Xindong also knew that Luo Xi must have some feelings for him.

Although, he seems to have been restraining his emotions because of his identity or other reasons.However, whether it was his attitude towards him or the occasional unintentional eye contact between the two of them, Fu Xindong could feel his secretly hidden concern for him and the tenderness he was trying to suppress.

This boy is forcibly restraining himself with a kind of control that he doesn't quite understand. Presumably there must be an unknown reason and reason in him for him to do this, so how could he be bold and rude? Attacking his body by force made him helpless and wronged.

As long as I truly care for and love him, I believe that he will generously and actively take off the last shackles in the near future, regardless of body or mind.

"Hey, how can you wash me if you don't touch me, use your mind?"

Luo Xi seemed to relax, her face returned to her usual mischievous look, and she took off her underwear neatly.

At that moment, the light in the bathroom was soft and warm, shining on his jade-like skin, there were some blue and red scars on the wheat-colored body, and the criss-cross lines made Fu Xindong tremble subconsciously. A strange feeling rushed into his mind.

He suddenly hoped that the light scars on this boy's smooth skin were left by himself, that they were marks of pain and excitement left on him in the process of conquering and bullying him.

In that process, there may be short-term pain in the body, but there may also be a crazy connection in the soul.

This imagination made Fu Xindong's whole body convulse, swell and tremble.

He knew that even if he got water all over his body, he would not dare to take off his jeans no matter what.

"Put your hands on the wall and stick up."

Fu Xindong's voice became hoarse, and his fingers holding the shower nozzle trembled slightly.The boy's body is like a statue that is holy but also seductive, emitting a wonderful light in the mist.

At that moment, this boy, this body, seemed to have turned into a pure and ferocious Buddha of Joy.

"Uncle policeman, is this a habit you have developed in catching criminals? Putting your hands on the wall and sticking up, it sounds like you caught a murderer and wanted to search him!"

Luo Xi complained, but her body bent down obediently.Two slender and round arms are supported upwards on the wall, the head is slightly lowered, the smooth back is stretched, and the lower body naturally forms a perfect curve.

Fu Xindong knew that all the blood in his body had rushed to one place at this moment, so that he was secretly glad that he was wearing thick jeans, which avoided the danger of his crotch being pushed open by a hard object.

"Hmph, if you really are a murderer, you still want to be treated like this? I stabbed you with a big baton long ago..."

When Fu Xindong said these words, Luo Xi in front of him subconsciously shrank forward.He turned his head and glanced down at Fu Xindong.

Fu Xindong felt the tension and a hint of... ambiguity in his eyes, as if a moment of insanity attacked his brain, the boy's eyes looking at his body seemed to avoid, but also seemed to be provocative. It was obvious who the two were. In the bathroom where no one spoke, Fu Xindong seemed to hear Luo Xi's lazy and seductive voice.

"Come on... Uncle Policeman... stab me with your baton..."

Fu Xindong shook his head vigorously, letting the hallucination-like magic sound disappear from his ears.

He hastily turned on the faucet of the shower, and tried his best to control the water pressure, allowing the warm water to flow out slowly, falling on Luo Xi's back, waist and hips, and legs.

"When did you get another tattoo? This is the third one."

In the warm running water, the tattoo on Luo Xi's waist seemed to become more eye-catching red.

Fu Xindong bent down, and his rough but strong fingers brushed slowly over the boy's waist, as if his fingertips possessed magical mind-reading skills, able to distinguish the true connotation of these strange patterns.

"What is your tattoo, like an ancient symbol, is it Sanskrit?"

Fu Xindong vaguely felt that he had seen books with these patterns in the school's historical archives, but he really couldn't remember them clearly.

"I don't know, I just saw it on the tattoo. I think it is very mysterious and beautiful. I like the combination of lines and colors. I think this pattern looks like a small star. I want to get seven tattoos in total. One, make a pattern of the Big Dipper."

"Why do you want to tattoo the Big Dipper?" Fu Xindong slowly rubbed the boy's smooth skin.

"When I was young, I was very envious of children with parents. They always cried. A little sister in the orphanage told me that if you are unhappy, look at the Big Dipper in the sky. It will guide you to find happiness and the direction of the future..."

Luo Xi's voice seemed so far away amidst the sound of water and mist that Fu Xindong poked his head forward to hear it clearly.

He poked a little harder, and his nose and lips were inadvertently pressed against a round and bulging part in front of him at the same time.The soft, elastic and warm touch made him retract his face suddenly.

In a panic, he subconsciously licked his lips, only to find a soreness rushing up his nose.

There were two beeps, and two drops of bright red blood fell on the tiles, which were quickly diluted by the water flow.

Fu Xindong raised his head in embarrassment to prevent the nosebleed from flowing out again.But the angle of raising his head allowed him to see the scene of the boy's two strong thighs swaying, and he closed his eyes angrily.

After a flurry of soldiers and a blind man wiping like an elephant, with the help of Police Officer Fu who didn't know whether to stroke or rub, Luo Xi finally finished the bath that exhausted all the strength of the two men.

Fu Xindong watched Luoxi put on a bathrobe to cover most of the temptation on his body, and finally let out a long and deep breath.

His jeans were already half-wet by the water, and there was an indescribable discomfort in wearing them.Fortunately, the tent had slowly subsided at this moment, and he hurriedly took off his pants.

Team Fu, who was looking for a change of underwear in the suitcase, didn't notice that Luo Xi's eyes were wandering greedily on his solid body wearing only white underwear.

Two men in snow-white bathrobes stood quietly in front of the hotel window.

The lights of the hotel are dim and soft, like the hands of a lover, gently touching everyone's hair and every inch of skin.

"Do you still have soup? I'll warm it up for you."

"Still full, take a break, do you smoke?"

While speaking, Luo Xi found Fu Xindong's jacket and took out his cigarette.

The bluish-white smoke drifted in the air, spouted from his mouth, and slowly drifted into the other person's breath.

"Uncle... you said that night that you don't like girls... and the person you like is in that movie theater, isn't it?" Luoxi took a deep breath of smoke in the air, as if trying to make the slightly spicy The taste penetrates some stubborn nerves.

"Yes." Fu Xindong exhaled a round smoke ring, and replied heavily.

"Then... is that person Mr. Ye on the screen?"

Fu Xindong sucked in the last puff of cigarette forcefully, and pressed the end of the cigarette hard into the ashtray beside him.

"What I like is a flesh-and-blood person in the movie theater, not an illusion in the light. However, that person does have a face that is almost exactly the same as Ye Guizhou."

The wind outside the window blew the tree, and the leaves squeaked, like the beating heart of someone in love.

In a certain suite on a certain floor of the hotel, two tall figures slowly approached and overlapped in front of the window.

The author has something to say: After the rain, the shadows of the trees in Huaqing are cool, and when the wind comes, the fragrance of jade tortoises in the front hall.