The male god put me on the hot search again [Rebirth]

It was prickly on the face, He Yuhuan wiped it, and it was covered with wet white confetti.

It's over, he forgot to wipe his tears...

Pei Mingxuan frowned slightly, held He Yuhuan under his arms, and dragged him up.

He Yuhuan wiped his face indiscriminately: "It's too hot, my face is covered with sweat..." He hiccupped again as he spoke.

"Come in." Pei Mingxuan moved to the window.

"Ah?" He Yuhuan looked confused and pointed to the window, "From here?"

"Or do you want to walk through the aisle and walk into my door through the cameras? I don't mind." Pei Mingxuan leaned back on the window lattice again, "Or do you want me to give you a hand and carry you in?"

"I'll come in right now..." He Yuhuan looked away.Why is Pei Nanshen a little different today? Is it because I was woken up by him in the middle of the night, is he in a bad mood?Always felt a little aggressive.

Pei Mingxuan didn't say anything, turned around and went into the bathroom.

He Yuhuan looked around guiltily, made sure that there was no one there, and lifted the window frame with both hands, and turned into the room.

As soon as he stood firm, Pei Mingxuan came out of the bathroom with a bath towel in his hand.

He Yuhuan stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do, let alone what Pei Nanshen asked him to do in the house.

Pei Mingxuan covered his head with a towel, rubbed his hair through the towel with one hand, closed the window with the other, and drew the thick curtains.

He still had a gentle face, as if the person who threatened He Yuhuan to climb the window just now was a hallucination: "It's so hot that you're sweating, and you're still blowing?"

He Yuhuan laughed dryly, thankfully Pei Mingxuan didn't ask about the secret crying, grabbed the bath towel and wiped his face: "Sorry, I woke you up."

"That's not true. I just couldn't fall asleep. I didn't expect to see you squatting down when I opened the window." I was crying and braying, can I not wake people up.

"The clothes are all soaked." Pei Mingxuan took away the towel, tugged at He Yuhuan's collar, "raise your hands."

He Yuhuan raised his hand without even thinking about it, as if being bewitched.

Pei Mingxuan grasped the hem of the clothes, pulled them up, and easily pulled off the loose uniforms from his slender body. The clothes were soaked in sweat and were almost dripping.

He Yuhuan kept his hands raised high, and he became a sculpture in shock.

Pei Nanshen actually took off his clothes with his own hands! ! !

Pei Mingxuan took the bath towel, put it on He Yuhuan's body as if nothing had happened, and wiped it off: "I'm sweating all over my body, so I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

He Yuhuan stared blankly at the snow-white towel swimming around his body.

What is the situation now? ? ?

Pei Mingxuan wiped it for 5 minutes, and the sweat had already dried up. If he hadn't handled it lightly, a layer of skin would have been wiped off.

Although through the bath towel, it seems that he can still feel the smooth and delicate touch, but he can't continue, even with his acting skills, he is almost out of control.

Pei Mingxuan stopped without hesitation, broke off He Yuhuan's hand, pushed him into the bathroom, and threw the player uniform into the washing machine by the way: "Take a shower." After finishing speaking, he exited the bathroom and closed the door.

If he could, he really didn't want to return the clothes. It would be nice to wear his clothes, but the cameras all the way outside were too conspicuous.

Without the bewitching beauty, He Yuhuan's brain cells finally revived slowly. He threw the pants into the washing machine, turned on the quick-wash and quick-dry mode, and rushed into the bathroom to turn on the shower.

The water at a comfortable temperature washes over the body, the shower in the private bathroom has a balanced water flow, and the water pressure can be adjusted to several levels, which is much more comfortable than the public bathroom.

and many more……

Pei Nanshen made it clear that day that the shower in the dormitory was uncomfortable, so he went to the public bathroom to take a shower.

He Yuhuan recalled every detail of that day, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt strange, not to mention the coincidence of time, if he didn't show up that day, would Pei Mingxuan plan to walk into the bathroom alone by leaning on the wall?That's too dangerous.

It stands to reason that Pei Mingxuan should have known better than him in his 28-year debut. For an artist, a good physical condition is the foundation of everything. Shouldn't Ronaldinho come with him at this time?How could you do such a risky thing?

That day Pei Mingxuan gave him a particularly effective plaster. Could it be that he went to the bathroom to wait for the rabbit just to deliver the plaster?

Still unreasonable, how did Pei Mingxuan know that he would appear in the bathroom at this point.

He Yuhuan suddenly remembered that the window he climbed just now was facing the entrance and exit of the training room building.

All the coincidences finally strung together into a thread.So Pei Nanshen repeatedly happened to appear in the middle of the night when he practiced alone, and it is very likely that he came to see him specially?

The water splashed on his face, He Yuhuan felt that his head was extremely clear at this moment, but because of the speculation in his mind, he suspected that he was in a dream.

The bath towel just now is still Pei Nanshen, such a personal item, if there is no special emotion, who would be willing to share it!

He Yuhuan was in a daze, he dried his body indiscriminately, put on the dried player uniform, didn't even notice that he forgot to dry his hair, and walked out of the bathroom with a half-dry towel in his hand.

Pei Mingxuan was holding the tablet, lying on the bed leisurely, saw He Yuhuan came out, put down the tablet, and waved to him.

That big hand seemed to wave out a group of little angels with fluttering wings, and rushed to He Yuhuan's side, and surrounded him to the bedside.

"Sit." Pei Mingxuan took the bath towel, put it on He Yuhuan's head, and wiped his hair.

He Yuhuan looked at his eyes, wondering if he had put a filter on him, but he always felt that Pei Nanshen's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Teacher Pei, are you..." He Yuhuan almost asked.

"Huh?" Pei Mingxuan looked at him with a smile.

It has been nearly three months since Pei Mingxuan entered the program group. Now that He Yuhuan thinks about it, every action of his has a deep meaning. Is it enough to explain it with just two words of care?

Throughout the whole day, all kinds of emotions that he had endured for a long time and failed to vent cleanly piled up at this moment, pushing his expectations to the highest point, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

He Yuhuan took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and finally asked, "Do you like me?"

The sound was very soft, but in a room where the only sound was the rustle of towels, it was extremely clear.

"Yes." Pei Mingxuan stared at He Yuhuan, and answered bluntly.

"I didn't mean..." It wasn't what he said in the recording, he liked the admiration of the players.

After He Yuhuan tried his best, he was exhausted again and again, and couldn't finish the question.

"It's not about appreciating the love of the younger generation." Pei Mingxuan straightened up, looked at He Yuhuan at the same level, and slowly approached him. Just now, seeing him crying so sadly, he had to give this candy tonight.

He Yuhuan's heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't avoid it, letting the tip of Pei Nanshen's nose stick to his own.

"It's the kind of liking I love you." Pei Mingxuan hooked the corners of his lips, and leaned his forehead against He Yuhuan's forehead, and every word he uttered was a spell, grabbing He Yuhuan's heart.

He Yuhuan's heart almost jumped out of his throat, but he heard Pei Mingxuan continue to say: "If I answer like this, what are you going to do?"

There was a choke in the throat, and the heart seemed to be stuck there.

If Pei Mingxuan really liked him, what would he do?

With Pei Mingxuan's nationality, falling in love, and having sex with homosexuals, will definitely affect his reputation, and as an idol himself, if he falls in love, he will be disqualified as an idol.

he can't do anything...

Pei Mingxuan rubbed He Yuhuan's head, and stepped back: "Think slowly, and answer me when you think clearly."

He Yuhuan suffered from insomnia all night and couldn't think clearly.

Pei Mingxuan's subsequent turning point was a bit vague, but since he was asked to think about it, it was tantamount to declaring that what he said before was not false, and he was giving the initiative to him.

But even if they knew that they were in love with the male god, they couldn't be together at this moment.

With two big dark circles under his eyes, He Yuhuan spent a whole day taking business photos, and when he lay down on the bed, he was still thinking about it.

He was almost bald thinking about it, and he wanted to find a relationship consultant somewhere.

It happened that Wei Xiao got into the bed neatly with his mobile phone in his hand, and before he could speak, He Yuhuan said first: "If you meet someone you like very much, and the other person also likes you very much, but you can't be together, what will you do? "

A dead horse is a living horse doctor. Although Wei Xiao seems unreliable in this regard, at least he can refer to it a little bit.

"Why can't we be together if we like each other?" Wei Xiao scratched his hair, "Let's be together then."

"It's like you are an idol now, you can't fall in love."

Wei Xiao suddenly had a clear face, and leaned into He Yuhuan's ear: "Are you and Pei Nanshen in love?"

Of course, no third person should know about this, He Yuhuan pushed Wei Xiao's face away: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just saying, for example, it wasn't that many idols had scandals before, but things like feelings are out of control , what if you really meet someone you like?"

"Hey, tell the truth." Wei Xiao continued to rub against him, "Are you crooked? Still liked Teacher Pei since childhood? Don't deny it, how can a man sleep with a male celebrity pillow at night?"

He Yuhuan himself can't tell his sexual orientation clearly. When he was studying, he would receive love letters from girls from time to time. She was cute and mature, but he never had the slightest idea of ​​dating or even giving it a try. At that time, he was confessed to by the senior. Speaking of which, the senior's appearance and temperament were somewhat similar to Pei Mingxuan, but He Yuhuan didn't feel anything either.

In this way, his sexual orientation is probably Pei Mingxuan.

"I'm a straight man, and I like young ladies." He Yuhuan finally came up with a prevarication, "The pillow belongs to my sister, she's messing around. You haven't answered my question yet."

Wei Xiao's head was a mess, and he was really fooled: "Of course you like it, just keep it in your heart, just don't hurt the fans' hearts together. It's not like being an idol for the rest of your life, and then get together when you don't do it. "

He Yuhuan had never felt that Wei Xiao's words were so reasonable, and he suddenly became enlightened.

Anyway, he has liked Pei Nanshen for most of his life, and he probably won't be able to quit in this life, so there's no need to be in a hurry. When Pei Mingxuan completely dies, they can be together openly and aboveboard.

Pei Mingxuan is so outstanding, He Yuhuan hopes that he can act until his hair turns gray, at worst, the two of them will ride the park in double wheelchairs, it's quite romantic to think about it this way.

"I forgot, I'm here to let you watch this!" Wei Xiao interrupted He Yuhuan's imagination, swiped open his phone, clicked on the hot search entry #超级男团人热烟#, pointed at a blurry photo, "Is this you? What's the situation?"

In the photo is a silhouette of a contestant. Although the face cannot be seen clearly, several strands of red hair have been highlighted and dyed, making it easy to recognize He Yuhuan. He is holding a small red box in his hand and looking at it from afar , really looks like a cigarette case.

"This is a tissue!" He Yuhuan almost jumped up.

In the mentor's dormitory, Pei Mingxuan looked at He Yuhuan's black hot search, sneered, found the red-shell tissue paper wrapped in the sponsor from the bedside table, took a photo, and uploaded it on Weibo.

[Pei Mingxuan: It turns out that this brand also has the same style of cigarettes. [picture]】

Comments were posted immediately.

[Report to husband, this brand only produces paper products! 】

【This tissue looks like the cigarette case in He Yuhuan's hand. 】

[Sisters, look at it clearly, it’s not just a resemblance, it’s exactly the same. Let me just say, how can a person who smokes have such good skin? 】

[Oh my god, I went out with a tissue in the middle of the night, it must be used to wipe my sweat during extra practice, so I was hacked, it was too much! 】

Pei Mingxuan quit Weibo with satisfaction, and called Zeng Jiaxin: "Check the source of Yuhuan's black trending searches."