Recruit boyfriend to pack room and board

Shen Du frowned, carried the man into the house, and rushed straight into the bathroom, intending to wash the dirty dog ​​in his arms clean first.

"Wake up," Shen Du put Si Nan down against the wall, and patted him, "Stay here and don't move, I'll take off my clothes first."

"Turn on the light," Si Nan put his hands on the ground, and leaned back against the wall with half-bent legs.

Shen Du stood up, went to turn on the light, and the bathroom lit up in an instant, a little dazzling, he squinted his eyes, looked at himself, couldn't help frowning, the visual effect of being spit all over by Si Nan was really real to him. Mom induces vomiting.

"Little Sinan, come and admire your masterpiece," Shen Du cast down his eyes at Sinan, pulled the hem of his clothes while speaking, and stretched his hands up, revealing a narrow waist.

"You..." Sinan's eyes suddenly deepened, and his eyes slid down Shen Du's sunken neck, and fell to the mermaid line that was submerged in the waistband of his trousers. He froze for a few seconds, and whistled in his heart. His figure is really good, " Are you playing hooligans?"

"Well," Shen Du threw his jacket into the clothes basket, fastened his belt loosely, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "I'll see you soon."

"Continue," Sinan twitched the corners of his mouth, and said lazily, "Don't stop."

Shen Du tilted his head to look at him amusedly, moved his fingertips slightly, loosened his trouser belt, took it off neatly, and raised his chin: "It's your turn."

Without even thinking about it, Si Nan pulled his shirt up and pulled it up. The sticky and wet feeling on his body was disgusting.He threw his jacket aside, kicked off his shoes, gritted his teeth, resisted the dizziness, stood up, and leaned against the wall to tear off his pants.

Shen Du's eyes were deep, and his eyes were fixed on the pair of white and straight legs in front of him, his heart suddenly became hot, and he was a little distracted.

"Do me a favor," Sinan sighed softly.

"Say," Shen Du looked up at him.

The moment the four eyes met, there was some subtlety in the cramped space, Shen Du licked his somewhat dry lower lip, looked at those misty and slightly red eyes, and was dazed for a moment.

"I can't stand anymore," Sinan's voice was very low, without emotion, but Shen Du sensitively heard a little grievance from this sentence.

Shen Du walked towards him, raised his hand, and when he was tangling where to help so he didn't look like a hooligan, Si Nan shook and threw himself into his arms.

Very good, there is no need to worry about this anymore... Fuck, close contact with no dead ends!

"I...you..." Shen Du tilted his head and took a deep breath, feeling like he was going to die, "Can I take a bath by myself?"

"No," Sinan said truthfully.

Shen Du frowned fiercely, implying something: "You are really direct!"

"Hurry up, I'm going to die," Sinan said with his head resting against his neck, feeling so uncomfortable that he didn't bother to talk.

"I'm fucking dying," Shen Du held him with one hand, moved towards the door to pat off the lights, and when he was about to pick him up, he thought of something and asked, "Are you still throwing up?"

"I'm done throwing up," Sinan said.

"Try spit on me again," Shen Du hugged him horizontally, and went into the bathroom.

This bath was a toss, it was the first time for Shen Du to serve people like this at such a young age, when he came out of the bathroom, he felt like he had lost half his life.

"Blow your hair, sleep later." Shen Du took the bath towel and messed up the man, let him sit by the sink, and turned on the hair dryer.

Si Nan stared and leaned on Shen Du's body, not knowing when he fell asleep, the latter's mood was hard to describe in words, the psychological testimonials were [-] words, the kind of cursing.