Dressed as a white moonlight stand-in for seven bosses

After exercising, the body muscles felt a little sore, astringent, swollen and numb. Yuezhi had no auxiliary tools, so he simply massaged himself to relax.

He didn't look at Shen Zhuo specifically, but went into the bathroom without squinting.

Coming out of the shower, Yuezhi wrapped himself in a bath towel, took out two bottles of body lotion, walked around to the other side, and knocked on the door of Shen Zhuo's room.

Shen Zhuo responded first, and the speed of opening the door was a bit slow, and he didn't know what to do inside.

After a while, the door was half opened from the inside, and Shen Zhuo leaned against the door frame, showing no intention of letting him in.

"what happened?"

"Put some body lotion on me, I can't reach it by myself." Yue Zhi said it with reason and evidence, and he pretended to squeeze it in.

There is a secret in Shen Zhuo's room, if he is allowed to go in, the matter of the mirror will be exposed, the more he knows, he will not dare, the corners of his eyes are raised more wantonly, "What's the matter? The agreement also stipulates that I can't enter your room?"

Having said that, it would be too pale to find any excuses, but Shen Zhuo still insisted: "I can go to your room and wipe it off for you."

The more you know the room, the more secret it is.

The skin that had just taken a bath was extremely fair, almost milky white, with powder inside, as if exuding a heart-sucking smell from it.

He wiped his body very clean, Shen Zhuo would be very gentlemanly occasionally, his eyes didn't wander around, he just touched the side of Yuezhi's shoulder, and it didn't feel very cold.

"But I just want to go into your room?"

Yue Zhi stared into his eyes, put one hand on the door frame, and held the body milk with the other hand, pressed the oval-shaped raised cover to his abdomen, and with a little force, "No way?"

Shen Zhuo looked at him silently, and after two seconds, one side of his body moved out of the way.

He was still wearing the collar around his neck, the soft leather was close to his neck, and the traces of blood vessels were obvious. As he spoke, his Adam's apple moved up and down: "Come in."

Ochi's gaze slowly moved away from his eyes, and looked into the room in the direction he stepped aside.

The layout of Shen Zhuo's room is basically symmetrical with Yue Zhi's, but there are fewer traces of Shen Zhuo's life. There is only a water glass, a thin and light notebook and a matching wireless mouse on the table.

The sheets are dark, the quilt is flat and not wrinkled, and one side...

The wall connected to Ochi's room was clean, except for a picture frame along the edge of the opposite mirror as a decoration.

Ah.

Yuezhi smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Dog things are quite good at hiding.

"Where do I need to apply it?" Shen Zhuo took the body lotion from his hand, pointed to the position on the bed, and let Yue Zhi know it.

"Well, back it up."

Ochi lay down along the side of the bed, his bath towel wasn't too tight, but because of the movement of lying on his stomach, it was still draped on his lower back.

The dark-colored sheets contrasted sharply with the color of his skin, which set off his whiteness and radiance.

Shen Zhuo was inexperienced at first glance, so he came up and pumped three pumps in a row, and the milky white skin care ointment meandered along Yuezhi's sunken spinal groove to his waist, and accumulated in a shallow depression.

"……Too much."

Looking at it this way, Shen Zhuo also knew too much, dipped the edge and spread it, leaving more than half of it useless.

"It's okay," Yuezhi raised his hands a little higher, folded his left forearm, and rested it on his chin. This action made all the body milk accumulated on his back slide down, "Go get a roll of toilet paper."

Shen Zhuo looked away from the vortex, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

There was a paper box on the bedside table, he got up to get it, Yuezhi took the opportunity to sit up, and the lotion slipped into the bath towel along the waist.

Shen Zhuo turned around, just in time to see Yuezhi accidentally lost his footing, and fell along the wall with a "plop".

In a panic, Ochi's arm pressed against the decorative photo frame on the wall, and the blank wall in the middle sank with a click.

"Where did it fall?"

Shen Zhuo held Ouzhi's shoulder with one hand to lift him up, bent down to check his knees.

Yuezhi was just pretending, it was impossible to fall himself, he exposed the entire mirror along the wall, and his own room on the opposite side was clearly exposed|exposed in front of the two of them.

He himself was pretending, and thought that Shen Zhuo was deliberately changing the subject, so he tapped on the mirror, "What's going on?"

Shen Zhuo's palm was hot, and it felt hot against Ochi's knee, and he pressed it lightly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

The more he knows, he pulls him up, and after achieving his goal, he doesn't care about his previous poor acting skills being exposed, "Mirror, explain."

He came to find fault on purpose tonight.

Shen Zhuo made sure that he didn't fall somewhere, so he looked in the mirror, and he didn't seem to explain anything, he was very calm: "That's what you saw."

So direct, so calm, Yue Zhi didn't know how to proceed for a while, but felt that it should be like this.

He never would whitewash anything.

Yue Zhi stated his purpose: "I will move out later."

Originally, he just came here to live here for a while. After all, this is Shen Zhuo's house. The more I know, as the benefactor, it's not good to live in my little canary's house all the time.

He looked at a few houses in the past few days, but he was not very satisfied. They were as gorgeous as Gu Feng's hilltop castle, and as cozy as a two-story villa. In contrast, he knew that it was difficult to find a house that was particularly suitable for him.

But it doesn't matter, I can slowly change it when the time comes.

Then let Shen Zhuo come over.

...But this will have to wait until he is obedient.

"I don't have much to pack, I'm leaving tonight, just in time for you to slowly consider your probation period regulations."

Playing hard to get, pushing and pulling, this is what Ochi was most interested in when he was just freed and integrated into the society from the glass room.

He understood Shen Zhuo's thoughts, probably because he wanted to pay more attention to him.

Yue Zhi naturally valued him, but before the contract officially started, he had to be the one who firmly held the initiative.

"Move away?"

Shen Zhuo probably really didn't expect Yuezhi to come out so suddenly, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then helped him wrap up the towel that was crumbling, "I'm leaving, don't make trouble."

?

"But this is your home."

"I know, you go back to sleep, I'm leaving now." Shen Zhuo didn't seem to feel that it should be done at all, and touched Ochi's shoulder again, feeling a little cold, "Put on the pajamas."

"you……"

Shen Zhuo didn't bring anything, but he took a coat, a mobile phone, and a collar around his neck, which Yuezhi had fastened for him this evening.

"By the way, I bought seeds for you. Someone will come to repair the balcony and pave the soil later. You can choose what you like to plant."

He left as soon as he said, and soon left all the space to Ochi.

Yue Zhi still didn't realize it, he stared blankly at the lightly closed door, the room was empty, only one person was missing, it felt like the space was much bigger all of a sudden.

"Actually...it can also be tomorrow..."

……

A famous members-only bar in City A.

A man wearing a jacket with rivets and a laser surface sat on the bar counter, with one long leg stretched casually on the ground, and three bottles were already empty in hand.

Because this bar is a membership system, the people who come in are all high-ranking wealthy families. Someone recognized him and wanted to say hello, but was kindly invited away by the assistant beside him.

There were not many people in the bar, and the lights were dimmed. The orange color hit Ming Han's side face, which was divided into two interfaces with the shadows. The sense of decadence intensified the features of his face, making him look sexy and pathetic.

"one more bottle."

He went back and looked at the box Ochi sent him, it was so big, it was full of limited edition albums, posters, magazines he had released...

A box full.

Yue Zhi said that he is his fan.

More than once.

But Ming Han didn't take it seriously. At first, it was because he had a lot of fans, and he became numb after hearing this kind of talk too much. Later, he felt that there were many kinds of fans. He felt that Yuezhi must be the most common kind.

Simply admiring yourself with a star halo on the screen or on the stage, and just say you like it when you see a real person.

But Yuezhi has such a big box, and there are things in it from his debut to the most recent ones, and even Ming Han can't remember many things.

He only glanced at it briefly before closing the lid.

He understood what it meant.

In the past, he was his most loyal fan.

Now, he returned everything in the past, and the meaning couldn't be more clear.

Ming Han remembered that the day before yesterday, he mistakenly thought that Yue Zhi committed suicide, thinking that he would treat him a little better in the future, and then Yue Zhi unilaterally proposed to terminate the contract.

He doesn't need to be nice.

The day before yesterday, he wanted to give Yue Zhi some compensation, but he learned from other people that his achievements were all helped by Yue Zhi, and he didn't need his help at all.

His so-called compensation is like a joke.

Yesterday, he finally made up his mind to forget everything about the past and stay with him properly.

But he... didn't want it at all.

The spicy wine poured down the mouth and throat, forcing Ming Han's eyes to turn red.

Why are neither of them rare...

"Take two bottles of wine." A tall and strong man casually put a fiery red helmet on the bar. His wrists were wrapped in gauze, but his movements were not restricted at all. He opened the bottle cap and poured it down.

In a place like a bar, strangers have never met before, and some people only need a look and aura to judge that the other party is like themselves.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Ming Han drank until his temples twitched, and pushed a useless cup towards the other side, "Tell me."

A bottle of whiskey had run out, and Makino put the empty bottle on the table, hooked his long legs over the chair, sat up, and opened the second bottle.

"I did something sorry for my wife."

Ming Han half-prostrated on the bar counter and laughed, his long hair was curled and messed up on his forehead, half covering his brows and eyes: "Me too... I want to make it up, but he doesn't want me anymore. "

Makino doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment circle, and he didn't recognize Ming Han for a while, and it doesn't matter if he recognizes him, he can have a drink or two with anyone he meets at this time.

Alcohol paralyzed the nerves very well, giving vent to the lingering words during the day, Makino said: "He has a very serious illness, but I don't know, I always treat him very badly, and it makes him worse."

"Then you are really a bastard." Minghan thought, the more he knew he was in good health, although it was always a minor illness or calamity.

He took a sip of his drink and began to talk about himself: "He treats me very well. We have been together for many years, but I always have someone else in my heart, and I have never looked at him directly."

"Then you're an asshole." Makino thought, at least he really liked Yuezhi.

The two looked at each other, smiled self-deprecatingly, clinked glasses, and continued to drink.

"You said... will he forgive me?" Ming Han asked.

How did Makino know, he opened the third bottle, changed to a larger cup, and his mind was full of imagining the appearance of a person in the hospital being held down by a group of people and receiving electric shocks.

"Anyway, my wife will definitely forgive me. He is the easiest to soften his heart. When he forgives me... I will treat him well and never attack him again."

Ming Han smiled bitterly, he couldn't be so firm as the other party, "I don't know if he will forgive me, and he has another man by his side, I don't know..."

That man, the first time he was in the corridor and the second time he was downstairs in Xinle, that man, his eyes, his aura, made Ming Han dreadful everywhere.

With the comparison, Makino felt that he was not so miserable, and sneered: "My wife is clean, she is definitely the only man!"