Dressed as women's clothing big guy male supporting role

Vince and Wen Li returned to the hostel, and at ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Li still asked Vince to take a shower first, while he sat on the bed and checked his work emails.

While looking for a change of laundry, Vince remembered that he fell asleep after taking a shower last night, didn't have time to wash the dirty clothes, and woke up in the morning with a crisis, and forgot about it.

And at this moment, Vince saw the clothes hanging on the simple drying rack on the window sill, and there was no one else in the room. Obviously, Wen Li washed them for him.

In the row of clothes to dry, there was a piece of clothing that was inconspicuous because it was small. Vince noticed it when he collected the clothes.

In fact, when he was in college, he was diligent and good-tempered. There were always roommates who couldn't care less about playing games and asked him to help with laundry, and they were not polite about underwear and socks.

He thought it was okay at first, they were all boys, but for some reason this time, thinking of Wen Li washing him up, he was so embarrassed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

The reason for being so embarrassed, Vince attributed it to his psychological position, that is, although he can help others wash their underwear, he cannot adapt to others doing it for him.After all, after the accident at home, he has been doing his own laundry for more than ten years.

Fortunately, Wen Li was busy with work and didn't pay attention to him. Vince quietly put away his clothes and went into the bathroom lightly.

The door was also lightly closed, but Wen Li still heard it. He looked away from the computer screen, thought for a while and walked over. The sound of the shower just came from the bathroom.

When he knocked on the door, the voice stopped, Wen Li said, "Be patient for another day, don't get wet on the wound."

"The team doctor said it will be fine after 24 hours," Vince protested inside. "I really can't do it anymore. If I don't wash it, it will stink."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of splashing water still persisted.

The ceremony was just a reminder, and it was impossible to do anything to the person. He left the door and prepared ointments to promote healing, bruise spray, and hot packs.

As soon as Vince came out, put those things directly in front of him, "Apply medicine, and then apply heat."

Vince, who just had a comfortable bath, was in a good mood: "Good dear, thank you for your considerate service, do you want to give you a five-star praise~"

He had a strange tone, and he squeezed out the ointment and applied it to the scratched areas without hesitation. When he reached the ear, he couldn't see it, so he had to look in the mirror, and Wen Li had already dipped some ointment on his fingers.

Seeing that he was going to wipe it for him, Vince said hastily, "I'll do it myself."

Vince felt itchy when the team doctor wiped the purple lotion with a cotton swab last night, and it was completely unexpected that there was itchy flesh under the ear.

But Wen Li had already touched him, Vince flinched and laughed, "Itch!"

Wen Li was originally supporting Vince's shoulders, but he suddenly turned aside, unable to catch anyone with his hands, but only grabbed the cotton T-shirt on Vince's body, and almost wiped the medicine on his clothes.

"do not move."

He warned, but Vince didn't cooperate, and he still crawled to the side. The collar of the clothes was pulled away, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on his back.

Wen Li was of course not intentional, but his movements were still delayed because of it, but before his eyes could catch more, Vince had already taken advantage of his flash to break free, touched the head of the bed, and turned on his phone to take a selfie.

He squeezed out the ointment and applied it under the ears, and said while wiping, "I can support myself, go and wash it."

It won't itch at all if you do it by yourself. After wiping the area, Vince bent his left leg again and sprayed the bruise spray on the surface of his left foot.

He is still wearing shorts and pajamas today, and there are still a few scars that have just been applied with ointment on his straight and beautiful legs.

The wound was half scabbed, and because he had just taken a hot bath, there was a little redness around it, which was in stark contrast to the white and smooth skin.

Wanting to feel the recovery of his ankle, Vince slightly turned his left leg out. With this movement, the soft fabric of the trousers slid down the leg line, piled up at the root, and ended in a dreamy shadow .

Wen Li stood by the bed and turned around suddenly. Vince just looked up to say something to him, but he only had time to see the back of the man hurriedly going to the bathroom.

Why do you feel anxious?

Vince was puzzled, but this time he firmly remembered that he must go in and wash his clothes as soon as he came out of the ceremony.

However, he didn't expect that Wen Li took an extraordinarily long bath today, and he didn't come out until it was almost eleven o'clock, before the power was cut off.

"How did you take so long...?"

Vince hurriedly took his clothes to the door, met Wen Lifu face to face, and felt something was wrong.

I don't know if it was because I stayed in it for too long, and the bathroom was not ventilated, Wen Li's face turned a little red, which is rare.

And he was staring at him with angry eyes, as if two clusters of small flames were crackling.

Vince thought, did you offend him again?Shouldn't he be too long?

Wen Li breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly looked away from Vince, then said softly, "Go in later, it's too stuffy inside."

After speaking, he walked around him and left.

Vince, who was left with a confused head, looked at the back, and then at the white mist in the bathroom.

But he couldn't wait, the lights were turned off at eleven o'clock, and now he had to do the laundry, but there was not enough time, and the lights went out just after half of the washing, so Vince had to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone for temporary lighting.

"Where's your change of clothes, I washed them for you?" Vince recalled, shouting Wen Li in the bathroom.

I thought the other party would be a little polite, but the man replied, "In the bottom basin."

Vince vaguely felt that the cold tone contained deliberate elements, as if he had offended him and was punished to do laundry.

weird...

Vince washed the clothes of both of them in the dark, and now he felt psychologically balanced. Since he also washed the clothes for Wen Li, it was equivalent to helping each other between men, and the matter of the underwear become less embarrassing.

However, when Wen Li washed his underwear just now, Vince couldn't help speeding up, rubbing vigorously without even looking at it.

But how should I put it, men are probably really sensitive to sizes, and even if he didn't look carefully, Vince would have noticed the problem with that size.

Self-esteem is severely thwarted!

**

After drying the clothes, Vince went to bed, and there was no movement in the next bed, so he didn't speak.

Because the lights have already been turned off, the eyes can adapt to the darkness, and the shading effect of the curtains is average. The full moon is cloudless, and a little light comes in.

The amount of activity is not too much today, and Vince couldn't fall asleep. When he turned over, he found that Wen Li also had his eyes open, as if he had maintained this state for a while.

"Can't sleep?" Vince asked softly.

"En." Wen Li's voice seemed a little nasal.

"Did you take a long bath and catch a cold?" No one would catch a cold because of taking a long bath, and Vince was teasing him on purpose.

He didn't answer after hearing the ceremony, but still stared straight at him with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

Vince suddenly smirked, "Do you want to do something to help you sleep?"

Wen Li was stunned, "What's the matter?

"I'll tell you a story, a ghost story."

"……don't want."

Vince continued to tease him, "Then why don't you sing to me, how about singing a lullaby, I will fall asleep when you fall asleep."

Wen Li was speechless, and heard him joking, "Are you really not afraid of insomnia?"

Vince moved the pillow to the side of the bed, leaned on it with his chin propped up and faced Wen Li, with a mean expression on his face, "I'm really curious, how out of tune can you sing?"

"Try?"

"Okay, hurry up!"

Wen Li snorted, "I won't be fooled." He couldn't sing, and Vince wouldn't sleep with him if he left a psychological shadow after singing.

"It's boring," Vince rolled his eyes, and thought again, "Then tell me about your drone. Why do you carry it with you when you go out? It's not donated to the school. Is there any special purpose?"

"Can you sleep peacefully after the lecture?"

Hearing Li's question, it seemed that he thought he was noisy, but Vince did have a bit of energy today, and he promised, "I'll sleep after listening to you."

"Okay." Wen Li said.

Then he started to talk, "I first learned to make drones in my sophomore year."

Originally, this incident was nothing special, but its special significance later has something to do with James.

At that time, James was already a well-known Chinese enthusiast in the Chinese circle, which is also a very important reason why he and Wen Li quickly became friends after turning enemies into friends.

And when he saw the drone made by Wen Li and heard that it was designed to deliver express delivery, James thought it was very interesting and flirted with him, saying that the drone was like the blue bird of the Queen Mother in ancient legends.

When Wen Li heard this statement at that time, he just laughed it off, but later when he came to Pigeon Snow Mountain for the first time, he saw many children whose parents stayed at home, and wanted to do something for them.

The location here is remote and the altitude is high, and ordinary express delivery is very inconvenient. Wenli thought that if drone base stations were set up in towns and villages, they could be used as special messengers to deliver messages and messages between migrant parents and left-behind children for free. Objects, might be a good plan.

"Because of the need for government support, this plan has now entered the project list of the Rainbow Fund, and it will be implemented here as a pilot after the demonstration is complete."

Hearing what Wen Li said, Vince realized that last time at the golf course, what Wen Li hadn't said and other uses referred to this.

"Thinking about it this way, it really has the meaning of the blue bird sending a message in ancient times." Vince leaned on the pillow and couldn't help imagining, "It feels a little romantic."

"Really?" Wen Li asked.

Vince smiled lowly and nodded again and again, "That's not bad. I thought you've been dealing with robots all day, so you probably don't even know what romance is."

"I didn't know it at first," Wen Li said.

But when I met you, I knew it.

This unexplainable sentence can only be hidden in my heart for the time being, "It's over, can I go to bed now?"

But Vince still didn't ask a question, "Your French friend, you just said that you don't know each other, what's the matter?"

Wen Li replied, "He used to be one of Mr. Y's suitors, so he took me as a thorn in his side like everyone else, and fought with me because of him, but he is not stupid, and soon saw clearly With that person's true face, let's shake hands and make peace."

This narration is very brief, but Vince understood the key point, "So when you were in school, didn't many people seek you out because of that guy?"

"It's probably just those few, and the others wouldn't dare to do it even if they wanted to."

Vince got it.

So this is why Wen Li is so good at fighting. Vince has always wanted to know before, but this time he finally understands.

He lay face down on the pillow, his eyelashes drooping, thinking about something.

Wen Li thought he was sleepy, "Go to sleep."

Vince pushed the pillow back on the head of the bed, pulled the comforter over him, and lay on his side first, then flat on his back.

After a few minutes, nothing happened.

Wen Li also didn't move while lying on the bed, but he actually kept watching, and after a long time, he still couldn't fall asleep.

I don't know whether it was more than ten minutes or two hours, until Wen Li sat up and walked quietly to the opposite bed.

The person lying on the bed was already sound asleep, breathing evenly and lightly, and the quilt on his chest slowly rose and fell.

Wen Li called "Wenwen" softly, but there was no response.

He bent down, put one hand on Vince's side slowly and silently, and stared down at his sleeping face.

Even the dim light cannot erase the attraction. You can't look at it openly during the day, but you can only greedily and deeply steal some opportunities to look at it like a criminal at night.

This scene is both familiar and unfamiliar. The last time I was in a hotel in Paris, I had such a close encounter inadvertently.

But the state of mind at that time was about a calm lake being stirred up by the breeze, but now, it is impossible to stop the escape of the giant beast at the bottom of the lake.

Wen Li has always believed that he can perfectly control everything about himself, when to advance and when to retreat, but today he made a mistake and lost control.

When he doubted his self-control for the first time, he was extremely annoyed and depressed, and he was also a little angry at Vince, a guy who hadn't understood for a long time.

But in the end, he could only be here like a pervert.

Vince is still sleeping unconsciously, his hair is soft and docile on his eyebrows, he doesn't know that someone is looking at him, his eyes are all the way down, from the eyelids to the bridge of the nose, and finally the lips that seem to be closed and slightly open .

This look of defenselessness is more and more able to stir up the most secret desires in people's hearts.

Wen Li finally gave up his resistance, and he slowly bent down.

As the distance approaches, there is an ambiguous atmosphere of blending breaths, the tips of the noses touch each other, and the lips are still separated by a layer of fragile air.

When they were about to touch, Wen Li stopped, and opened his half-closed eyes. For some reason, he didn't really break through the last obstacle.

But it failed to leave completely, but changed direction, along Vince's cheek, stopped at the narrow and slender wound on the back of his neck under his right ear, and then gently covered his lips.

Vince seemed to feel itchy, moved his face to the side subconsciously, paused for a while, and then continued to follow the scar, rolling and kissing to the softest depth of the new hair...

There, gently but firmly, a secret hickey was made.

"Wenwen," he whispered, "feel it quickly, don't make me wait too long."

Otherwise, he might be like the seemingly harmless but cunning beast today, first biting his throat like this, and then eating it mouthful by mouthful.

So hurry up and feel it...