After becoming the personal model of the boss

He had introduced He Xiancheng to Uncle Luo before, saying that he was an older brother of his friend, and Uncle Luo agreed that he would go to He Xiancheng's house every night to make up lessons.

Of course, in addition to making up lessons at He Xiansheng's house, Zhou Shang'an also worked part-time as his model.

Uncle Luo hurriedly said, "How can this be done?"

Zhou Shangan cleared his throat and said, "I'm about to take the exam, and I want to seize the opportunity to practice a few more questions."

During this period of time, Zhou Shang'an really worked hard.

Although Uncle Luo didn't know why Zhou Shang'an suddenly figured it out, he saw it and hesitated for a moment, "Don't bother others?"

Zhou Shang'an hurriedly said, "No trouble, no trouble."

Uncle Luo asked a few more questions before hanging up the phone.

After the call ended, Zhou Shang'an seemed to be completely sleepless due to the call.

He buried his face in He Xiancheng's quilt, thinking that He Xiancheng wouldn't mind sleeping an extra night, right?

The sound of water coming from the toilet, He Xiancheng probably took a shower.

He planned to talk about it later, but he fell asleep in a daze after a while.

When Zhou Shangan opened his eyes again, he saw He Xiancheng kissing him.

His eyes widened in surprise.

He Xiancheng's eyelids were slightly closed, his eyes were slightly bright, and the touch on his lips was gentle and continuous.

The unprecedented touch made him short of breath uncontrollably, his consciousness was hazy, and he fell into chaos again.

When Zhou Shangan opened his eyes again, He Xiancheng was already breathing steadily and lying beside him.

He touched his lips, and the touch seemed to still be there.

Zhou Shang'an looked at He Xiancheng's handsome side face, slightly dazed.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had already kissed He Xiancheng's face.

Zhou Shang'an raised his head, his eyes were hazy, and his eyes widened slightly, looking at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng also opened his eyes at some point, the dark and deep pupils shone with fragmentary light in the night.

He Xiancheng just looked at him and didn't speak.

Zhou Shangan was taken aback.

In his mind, a thought suddenly flashed: he was dreaming.

The surrounding air seemed to heat up suddenly, mixed with some thick and ambiguous feelings, which made people fall into the abyss of desire.

Zhou Shang'an stretched out his hand in a daze, and wrapped his arms around He Xiancheng's neck, then closed his eyes again, and leaned towards He Xiancheng.

The touch on the mouth is soft and cool, and there is also a faint fragrance unique to He Xiancheng.

He kissed He Xiancheng's lips.

It was only after this mouthful that Zhou Shang'an realized that something was wrong, as if a person suspended in mid-air suddenly stepped on the ground, and the tactile sensation suddenly became real and intense.

When He Xiancheng looked at him, a trace of surprise flashed under his calm eyes.

Zhou Shang'an's mind suddenly buzzed.

After a while, he came to a conclusion.

He's having a dream!

Zhou Shang'an suddenly raised his head, his heart was about to jump out of his chest like a drum.

He moved his gaze from He Xiancheng's eyes to his mouth, and finally licked his own lips, shrinking back carefully.

Then he fell down on the bed, hugged He Xiancheng's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Mom..."

Zhou Shang'an clearly felt that He Xiancheng's body stiffened.

Zhou Shangan swallowed his saliva, how dare he call him brother?

Continue to pretend to be crazy with alcohol.

He Xiancheng tried to pull his arm out of Zhou Shang'an's arms with some strength.

"I have a headache..." Zhou Shang'an hugged him even tighter, and continued to yell vaguely, "I can still drink..."

He heard He Xiancheng laugh in a low voice.

He Xianxiu said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."

Zhou Shang'an yelled for a long time.

He Xiancheng remained silent until later.

When Zhou Shang'an thought that he might as well pretend to fall asleep, he felt the quilt around his waist being pulled up and covered his shoulders.

It was He Xiancheng who was covering him with a quilt.

Zhou Shang'an closed his eyes and babbled a few more words.

Then he felt He Xiancheng's warm hand brushing away the hair on his forehead.

Suddenly, there was a slight warmth on his forehead.

Zhou Shangan was startled.

He Xiansheng kissed him!