As a substitute, the male protagonist is sweet and soft

As soon as he opened the door to go out, a heat wave hit his face, and there was a little damp breath in the wind, which made Su Nanqing, who had just come out of the air-conditioned room, a little uncomfortable.He looked ahead, and there was a very special place on the shore of the lake, surrounded by wooden fences and glass. The fence was covered with lush creepers and dotted with purple morning glory, which had a leisurely aesthetic feeling. .

Su Nanqing patted the bookmark on his palm, mustering up the courage to take a step forward.Now that he has chosen to come here, if he behaves awkwardly again, it will make him feel even more ashamed.

Through the gap between the creepers, he could see Yu Chuan's profile, in dark blue pajamas, with two long legs loosely intertwined, his hair was not as neatly combed as usual, it was a little less steady but more Intimacy.

He tried to look at the villa from Yu Chuan's point of view, and it seemed that he could just see his bedroom. Thinking of his naked appearance just now, his face blushed again for a while, he was really ashamed, and his heart beat again. He retreated and dared not go.

"Isn't it hot?" Yu Chuan turned a page of the book while speaking.

This has all been discovered. Does this person have eyes in the back of his head?He tried his best to soothe his emotions, raised his hand to hold his face, and after confirming that the blush on his face had subsided a little, he stepped into the shadow.

The natural coolness is more comfortable than the air-conditioning. Su Nanqing walked behind Yu Chuan and stretched out his hand stiffly, "Here, your bookmark."

"Thank you." After staring at the silver bookmark for a few seconds, Yu Chuan took it politely. Seeing that he was still standing stupidly behind him, he moved to the side and patted the place next to him lightly. , "Come and sit."

It was agreed not to be coy, but the atmosphere really made him feel uncomfortable, he almost sat on the edge, the farther away from Yu Chuan the better.

There was a long silence, only the soft chirping of birds and the sound of flipping books could be heard, Su Nanqing felt embarrassed, no matter how uncomfortable she was sitting.

"Did you eat breakfast?"

"Ah? Eat it." Su Nanqing quietly looked at him from the corner of his eye. It was the same face as in memory, even the mole on the pinna was in the same position.

Yu Chuan noticed his eyes, and looked over, "Is it to your liking?"

"Very, very good." Su Nanqing pinched himself secretly, unable to figure out why he even stuttered.

"That's good." Yu Chuan looked at the book again.

Only then did Su Nanqing heave a sigh of relief, and put his hand on the armrest beside him, "Well, thank you, it's about the money."

"No, just take what you need."

Everyone gets what they need?If he said he wanted money, what did Yu Chuan want?He looked at his body, feeling sick for a moment.

Goats go into the mouth of tigers.

He didn't know what he owed Yu Chuan in his previous life, even though he was dead, he was still dragged back and forced to be humiliated.Of course, this is not considered forced, indeed he himself agreed.

There was a moment of confusion in his mind. Since he agreed, he had to bear the consequences.Isn't that what it is?Everyone is a man, why bother to be hypocritical about this matter, he suddenly thought about it, and finally stopped tensing his body, stared at the distant lake for a while, and laughed, "Now?"

"What?" Yu Chuan's hand that turned the page paused.

"Isn't everyone taking what they need? I just took a shower and I'm clean." Su Nanqing felt that he was going all out this time, and he had to overcome this psychological defense line.Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, he felt that he stopped stuttering, and his whole body relaxed.

Yu Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly, put the bookmark in the middle of the page, and gently closed the book.

"It's because I didn't make it clear," he put the book on the small table in front of him, took a plate of small cakes and handed it to Su Nanqing, and glanced at him roughly, "I don't care about you, a shriveled little boy. not interested."