After regenerating into one's own stand-in

Said to use his? ?

Sure enough, he had drunk too much, but he was not lightly drunk!

Zhou Luo stood still and didn't slow down, and trembling for a while, he went to get Xiao Li's bath towel.

No matter, it's not a solution to stay so wet all the time.

Xiao Li's bath towel still smelled of his perfume, mint and cedar.

Zhou Luo wiped it hastily with this towel, and then quickly put the towel back in place.

Lifting his head, his eyes flicked to himself in the mirror.

The boy's skin was fair, and his cheeks were slightly red after taking a bath.

Looking at it, he found that the back of his ears were also red.

……what is this.

Zhou Luo suddenly realized that he was strongly condemned by his own moral standards when he was still thinking about the mint aroma lingering at the tip of his nose, so he hurriedly drove the messy thoughts out of his mind.

Then came the next big problem.

He didn't bring pajamas.

He originally thought that he was just coming to have dinner tonight, and he never thought that he would spend the night here.

You can't... sleep in your day clothes.Putting on Xiao Li's bed in dirty clothes, I was afraid that he would kick him down with his eyes.

Zhou Luo smashed the pot and continued to shout: "Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Li responded quickly this time: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Luo gritted his back teeth, it was almost breaking the limit of Xiao Li's patience, the tone of his voice was trying to suppress the desire to rush in and beat him up.

"No... that... I don't have pajamas."

Zhou Luo wants to cry but has no tears.

Who would have thought that Xiao Li would be so fierce when he was drunk? ?

It's not his fault that he didn't bring pajamas!

Since he couldn't reason with drunk people, Zhou Luo had no choice but to smash his teeth and swallow his blood, silently waiting for Xiao Li to throw him a piece of clothing.

The bathroom door was pushed open a small crack, and a set of pajamas was handed in.

Zhou Luo took it in a hurry, fearing that the young master would run out of patience, and threw the pajamas on the ground.

After changing clothes, Zhou Luo looked at the person in the mirror and fell silent.

He never thought that he could wear the effect of his boyfriend's pajamas.

He is not short, but the small frame does not show his figure, and Xiao Li is 1.8 meters tall, with a perfect proportion and a wide body. His pajamas are passed on Zhou Luo, and the sleeves, shoulders, and trousers have grown a bit, and he is alive. Take off like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

It's so embarrassing.

Zhou Luo sighed, pulled up his sleeves, barely exposed his hands, then bent down and rolled up the trouser legs of both legs twice, so as not to step on the trousers when walking.

Then he quickly brushed his teeth, washed himself neatly, and walked out of the bathroom.

Xiao Li was leaning against the bed, looking at the computer, as if answering emails.

Seeing Zhou Luo coming out, he raised his head and fixed his eyes on him.

Zhou Luo felt a little embarrassed by him, touched the tip of his nose: "It's a bit big."

Xiao Li was silent for a long while, and replied: "En."

Zhou Luo didn't understand the meaning of his answer, so he could only continue: "Then... sleep?"

Xiao Li didn't answer this time, but still looked at him steadfastly.

Zhou Luo was taken aback, and continued to ask: "Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Li's eyes flickered, and he turned his gaze away, as if reacting from some trance, he said, "Go to sleep."

"Ok."

Zhou Luo got permission to finally end this sinful day.

He happily and carefully walked around the end of the bed, moved to the other side of the bed, and lay down on the bed.

After thinking about it, he moved to the other side, curling himself up in the corner as much as possible.

Keep a distance from this young master so as not to cause trouble.

He thought so.

Xiao Li turned off the bedroom light, and darkness shrouded it.

The air was silent, and the somewhat icy atmosphere dissipated. Thinking of sleeping on a big iceberg one meter away from him, Zhou Luo felt that the heat behind his ears had been cooled.

Suddenly, Xiao Li's voice broke the silence: "Aren't you going to sleep a little bit?"

Zhou Luo opened his eyes wide, only to feel that his ears, which had just cooled down, burned up again after rubbing against them.

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——No one sleeps tonight——

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16. Ex-boyfriend

——Sura field——

Oops……

It's not a feeling of heartbeat, it's a feeling of panic.

Zhou Luo moaned for a few seconds, then slightly arched towards Xiao Li.

There is about four or five centimeters.

After Zhou Luo finished moving, he saw that Xiao Li hadn't moved. He thought it would be all right. He just let out a sigh of relief, but his dark eyes darkened again. Xiao Li turned over, propped up his arms, and looked down he.

The room was so dark, Zhou Luo couldn't see Xiao Li's expression clearly, and didn't understand what he was going to do, so his voice trembled: "Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Li's voice came out coolly in the darkness: "I'm scary?"

Zhou Luo: "Huh?"

Xiao Li: "Afraid that I will eat you?"

Zhou Luo: "..."

That was indeed a little worrying.

Xiao Li pressed lower and lower, almost touching the tip of his nose, Zhou Luo sensed a vague smell of alcohol, hidden in the pleasant smell of shower gel.

It seemed that this man was more drunk than he imagined.

Zhou Luo thought not to argue with drunk people.

He was trying to find a free time to escape, but he found that Xiao Li's hands were tightly wrapping him tightly, and there was nowhere to escape.

"Xiao..."

They were too close, and the ambiguous breath flowed instantly, which caught him off guard.

Even though he couldn't see anything clearly, Zhou Luo could imagine Xiao Li's face right above him at this time, and every stroke was like the face of the Creator.

The warm breath fell on his face, and Xiao Li's crisp breath wrapped him gently.

I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol or something else, but Zhou Luo suddenly felt a little heady, his eyes blinked slightly, and his upper and lower eyelashes were tangled together.

Xiao Li was very close, and he spoke for a while, with a hint of probing in his voice: "Is that you?"

Zhou Luo's eyes cleared a little, and he froze for a while, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Xiao Li continued: "You are very similar to him."

Zhou Luo: "..."

Thank you, I have heard this phrase many times.

Zhou Luo looked away and found that Xiao Li's breathing became unsteady, even slightly trembling.

What kind of person is it that makes Xiao Li never forget such a ruthless man?

When this idea popped up, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, causing a sour taste, and even he himself was speechless about his strange emotion.

Zhou Luo hurriedly woke himself up from the dizzy state, regained his senses, thought for a while, and took advantage of Xiao Li's drunkenness to boldly ask: "What kind of... is he?"

Hearing his question, Xiao Li suddenly pinched his chin with one hand, so strong that he was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to break free.

"like you."

Zhou Luo couldn't break free, and didn't know what to say for a while.

So it's a closed loop.He is like Bai Yueguang, and Bai Yueguang is like him, so what is it like? ?

Xiao Li suddenly laughed lowly, as if mocking himself: "No, how could you be him, he has already..."

He let go of the hand holding Zhou Luo's chin, pulled away and left, but Zhou Luo didn't hear the three words after "already".

Xiao Li lay back on the other half of the bed again, all the warm and ambiguous breath was taken away immediately, and the temperature instantly cooled down.

Already what?Zhou Luo wanted to know very much.

He propped up his upper body, trying to repeat Xiao Li's words, but he saw him sleeping beside the bed, with his back facing him, leaving a very indifferent back, breathing quietly, probably already asleep.

From ambiguous to indifferent, it seemed a little too fast, as if everything just now was a dream.

……All right.

Zhou Luoping was lying on the bed, at least eight feet away from Xiao Li next to him, and the two made full use of the King Size bed.

Zhou Luo stared at the ceiling in the night, silently mourned for Mrs. Xiao's painstaking efforts for two seconds, and slowly fell asleep.

The night passed, and when Zhou Luo woke up, there was no one around him.

The sheets were neatly smoothed, the blankets were folded into cubes, and there was no trace of temperature left, as if no one had slept there that night.

Zhou Luo looked up at the small clock on the bedside table and found that it was already nine o'clock.

Although there is no morning class today, but on the first day when I was a guest at someone's house, I slept until the sun was up, and I didn't think it was appropriate.

Zhou Luo quickly turned over and got up, and then tidied up the bed. Although it didn't look as neat as the half next to it, it was still passable.

When he turned around to change his clothes, he saw a stack of clothes on the chaise longue at the end of the bed, which looked like home clothes, and guessed that they were for himself, so he changed them casually.

Walking to the stairs, Zhou Luo smelled a strong aroma of frying oil.

Mrs. Xiao's angry voice came up: "That's right, that's right... You should be a little bit less angry! You're going to be confused!"

Shen Yixin thought that Mrs. Xiao still had the time to instruct her aunt to cook, but when she went down the stairs and looked at the Chinese kitchen, the person wearing an apron was actually Xiao Li, and the live-in aunt was making sandwiches in the western kitchen, and she couldn't help but keep talking. laugh.

Seeing Zhou Luo approaching, the aunt smiled and said, "My wife is teaching Mr. Xiao to cook you breakfast."

Zhou Luo's face was indescribable. In the eyes of the live-in aunt, he was flattered as a new daughter-in-law, but in fact he was only worried about his tongue.

Xiao Li's craftsmanship...

According to his judgment and guess, Xiao Li should have never cooked.

So why did he come to be this guinea pig! !

Zhou Luo thought that there might be a chance to go in and stop him, but just two steps into the kitchen, Mrs. Xiao led Xiao Li out with the teaching results.

"Ouch! You're awake! Isn't it a coincidence that the loving breakfast we Xiao Li and you made is also freshly baked——"

Mrs. Xiao is overjoyed