absolute sacrifice

Taking off his shirt carefully, Yang Jing bent down and fumbled for the belt around his waist, and untied it with a "click".

Pulling out the belt, Yang Jing moved his hand to the buttons on his trousers.

When he heard the sound of the zipper, Yang Annan finally couldn't help reaching out his hand to block it, "It's fine, I can do the rest by myself, and I don't need to trouble you."

Reaching out to take off his pants, the man's eyes were dark as ink, "It's okay, I'll help you to the end."

The sound of the water dripped, and the man's body was tall and strong under the shower. Under the bronze skin, there were beautiful textures and shapes, and the lines of the body were smooth and perfect.

Almost nowhere is flawed.

Even though they are both men, Yang Annan couldn't help but look at him several times enviously.

Unexpectedly, being caught straight, Yang Jing turned his head with a sneer, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Yang Annan looked away in embarrassment, "Who is looking at you?! I have everything you have, what is there to look at?! Pretending to be passionate!!!"

"Hehe...theoretically, that's right..."

Yang Jing deliberately lengthened the ending, and then swept up and down the part of him outside the water with a half-superior and half-sympathetic gaze.

"What kind of eyes do you have?!"

Yang Annan shrank his body down, leaving only the part above his neck exposed, and stared at him angrily.

Even a white chicken is not to be underestimated! ! ! ! ! ! !

The man smiled, did not answer, turned his head and continued to wash his body.

Yang Annan sat in the bathtub angrily, once again deeply annoyed why he would easily allow this man to come to his house in a moment of insanity? !

It's just asking for it! ! ! ! !

"Don't soak it all the time, come out and wash it together, it's easier to clean."

Yang Jing greeted him with a bath ball covered in foam.

"No need, I like soaking."

Yang Annan silently refused, he didn't want to go out and be ridiculed by him with his eyes or mouth a few more times.

It's not a masochistic physique! ! ! ! !

Yang Annan kept soaking in the water until Yang Jing left the bathroom after washing.

I took my hands out of the water, and they were all wrinkled from the soak, wrinkled like chicken feet with pickled peppers.

Alas, it's really self-inflicted, why should I take a bath with him?

Being beaten to pieces...

But Yang Jing left earlier than him, so the competition seems...should...

Can it be considered that he won? !

Right? !

Thinking about it this way, I feel inexplicably wanting to cheer~~

Ha ha……

Yang Annan came back to his senses in an instant, choking speechlessly, had he fallen to the point where he could only rely on yy to regain his confidence after being hit?

Yang Annan, you bastard, be more uplifted!

Yang Annan, who wanted to cry without tears, would never have imagined that a "wonderful" scene was happening in the study not far away...

In the study room, the half-dressed man was pressing his back against the closed door so that his body would not lose balance due to his violent movements.

In the darkness, everything is blurred, only faint and faint voices can be heard, broken and full of depression.

After a while, a short and powerful growl suddenly burst out, followed by the sound of panting.

After resting for a while, the sound of breathing gradually calmed down, and the room returned to its original silence.

Thinking of the person still in the bathroom, Yang Jing hurriedly stood up, tidied up quickly to ensure that nothing unusual would be seen, opened the door and walked out.

Holding a clean bath towel and cotton pajamas in his hands, Yang Jing reached out and knocked on the door a few times, and asked loudly, "Nan, have you finished your bath? I'm here to help you get your clothes."

Hearing the knock on the door, Yang Annan froze for a moment, and subconsciously responded without thinking, "I'm fine, come in."