Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Although he only thought of him as a child in his heart, Jiang Wenan still felt that something was wrong when he wanted to undress in front of another person, so he kicked the little guy out while undressing.

There was a rustling sound.

"Sir, are you ready?" Shen Yan urged outside: "Can I go in?"

Jiang Wen'an lay on his stomach in the barrel, doing mental construction.

He tried to shrink back: "Otherwise, forget it, I'm not used to it."

Shen Yan turned around and looked at his silhouette through the screen.

"Mister just promised me."

There was no sound from inside, Shen Yan softened his attitude, and said aggrievedly: "I just want to help Mr. rub his back."

There was only a sigh from inside, and Shen Yan couldn't wait: "Sir, I'm coming in."

"Wait a moment!"

Knowing that he couldn't stop him, Jiang Wen'an stood up almost immediately, randomly grabbed a handful of flower petals from the shelf next to him and sprinkled them into the bucket.

Shen Yan only saw a flash of whiteness.

When I looked closely, my husband was already submerged in the water. There were petals floating on the water surface, and the underwater scene was faintly visible.

Jiang Wen'an still felt a little awkward.

The servant girl thoughtfully picked the flowers before and said that she would use them in the bath, but he hadn't used them all the time, but now it just happened to be used to hide his embarrassment.

It's just that he doesn't know that the most attractive thing is to show off and be ashamed.

Seeing the little guy kept looking down into the water, Jiang Wen'an's submerged legs changed uncomfortably, he coughed twice: "Why are you in a daze?"

Shen Yan blinked, and walked around behind Mr.

His face was a little hot, so he couldn't let Mr. laugh at him.

Originally, he just obediently wiped Jiang Wen'an's back, and when he wiped his fingers accidentally touched Jiang Wen'an's skin, his mind suddenly became a little flustered.

Ten fingers unconsciously put on his shoulder.

Jiang Wen'an didn't seem to notice the difference, shrugged and said, "Recently my shoulders and neck are not feeling well, please give me a couple of presses."

Shen Yan was naturally happy: "Okay."

So he became unscrupulous in the name of massage/massage.

His eyes were unscrupulous, and so were his hands.

Jiang Wen'an leaned against the bathtub at first, but when he felt comfortable, he simply leaned forward and lay on his stomach.

With his movements, all the petals were gathered in front of him, and there was no cover behind him, almost clearly visible.

Shen Yan turned in front of him, his hands kept moving, but his eyes were fixed on the water.

"Sir, is this okay?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wen'an was closing his eyes.

Shen Yan tried his best, and his strength was just right.

The smooth lines of the white shoulders and neck are submerged in water along the meandering, superimposing a layer of soft and hazy beauty.

Narrow waist.

There is no trace of excess fat and not particularly thin, just a good figure.

His eyes fell on his hands again.

It looks like it can be held with two hands.

Further down is...

Unconsciously increase the strength of the palm.

"Well……"

Hearing an exclamation, Shen Yan came back to his senses for a while, and immediately let go of his strength and said, "Is it too heavy?"

Seeing that he had regained his proper strength, Jiang Wen'an didn't think too much about it, he lay lazily on his stomach, and simply spread his hands on top of the barrel to stretch.

Shen Yan's hand moved toward his arm, pressing it gently.

"Comfortable! Yanyan is awesome!"

Shen Yan felt his face getting hotter and hotter.

The sir's face was almost pressed against his belly.

For some reason, he always felt extremely hot, but he didn't know how to relieve it.

He wanted to get closer to the husband, but Jiang Wen'an was soaked in hot water, and his body became even hotter.

It gets hotter and hotter.

The hotter the more I want to touch.

Unsolvable puzzle.

There is no relief at all.

He originally thought that he would sleep with his husband today, but for some reason he ran away in the end.

He ran out in a panic, his mind was confused, and he went to the wrong place.

Behind is Zhu Ru's yard.

Liang Zici would often come over when he was not on business, and would stay here overnight.

Even if they didn't say it clearly, Shen Yan knew the relationship between the two.

Realizing that he was going wrong, Shen Yan wanted to turn around and leave, but heard a strange voice.

It seems to belong to Liang Zici.

His voice sounded a little pained?

Did Zhu Ru beat him?

Shen Yan frowned slightly, walked closer, and heard Zhu Ru's voice again.

The panting sound was a bit loud, and Liang Zici's voice was occasionally mixed in, as if she was crying?

He was wondering, but he saw a piece of clothing not far away, looking forward, one piece after another on the ground, which seemed to lead to the swing in the yard.

Shen Yan peeked quietly, only to see a dark shadow.

Or... two in one.

He hurriedly hid behind the wall.

A gust of spring wind blew up, rolled up the fallen leaves, and brought a page of paper with a torn corner.

Shen Yan was a little curious, picked it up but immediately threw it out like holding a hot potato.

He controlled himself not to think about the content of the painting above, but the picture lingered in his mind.

It was clearly two men...

He could almost imagine what Zhu Ru and Liang Zici were doing in the dark.

The master said that Zhu Ru followed him into the palace from the outside, and was called a eunuch in name in the palace, but in fact he was not. His body was naturally intact.

It's just that Shen Yan didn't know before that it was possible to do this?

Doesn't it hurt?

Crying and screaming, what does it feel like...

Shen Yan walked back to the house in a daze, and then fell asleep in a daze, the night was not peaceful.

He dreamed about the contents of the painting over and over again. The people on the swing were supposed to be Zhu Ru and Liang Zici, but later they turned into himself and his husband.

Sir just sit down like that...

In the middle of the night, with a dull voice, Shen Yan finally woke up.

Just like that time in Kahara.

He lost all sleepiness and immediately got up to change his clothes.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning uncomfortable.

The fox fur that my husband gave him in the past is still there. Although the weather is not needed now, Shen Yan still took it out like a ghost.

He didn't know what it meant, only that he wanted to be close to Mr. when he was feeling bad, even if only his things were around him.

The fox fur had already been washed, and the smell of Jiang Wen'an's body had long since disappeared, but Shen Yan hugged it and refused to let go, as if he could get comfort from it.

In my mind, I unconsciously remembered what I saw when I helped my husband press his shoulder today...

At that time, he didn't dare to look at it too much, but just one glance was enough to entertain his imagination.

Further down, what will it be like?

Must be beautiful.

He closed his eyes.

The palm that touched Mr.'s skin was hot, but not enough.

Far from enough.

If it's like the picture on that picture, if it's Mr....

faster and faster.

at last.

He buried himself in the warm fox fur.

Can't sleep at all.

While Shen Yan suffered from insomnia, Jiang Wen'an didn't sleep well either.

Shen Yan left in a hurry after helping him press his arm today. Jiang Wen'an was still a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much about it, he just thought he was tired.

While packing up, he found something under "Jiang Wen'an"'s bed.

After reading it, he didn't sleep well.

He scolded "Jiang Wen'an" [-] times in his heart, it was too stupid.