Please don't be so hard on me!

Regardless of whether it is a villa, it has been ten years. The infrastructure and road conditions cannot keep up. When it rains, water will accumulate. After getting off the car to the porch, it takes only a few steps. Miao Cun found that half of Luo Minghan's shoulders were wet.

Luo Minghan closed his umbrella, and looked at Miao Cun with helpless self-deprecating eyes.His eyes are very deep, especially under the dim light, his brows are pressed against his eye sockets, and he naturally has an affectionate look, which is different from Luo Yuanhe, who has the same facial features that are very warm and melancholy on Luo Yuanhe.

"I didn't expect the rain to be so heavy." He said, and didn't leave right away.

The thunder rumbled, and the wind made the pot of flowers in Miao Cun's hand tremble.

Miao Cun didn't speak, and Luo Minghan couldn't press on every step of the way. He smiled: "Good night, remember to send me the T-shirt, and I will send you your address later. If you don't know anything about planting flowers, you can also send me a text message."

His shirt was soaked through, revealing the lines of his arms, which were undulating and sexy, and looked very powerful.It has to be said that when a man with such an aura becomes a drowned chicken, it is always easy to show unnecessary compassion.

What's more, he was so sensible, he didn't tease him and wanted to enter the house together, he just stopped outside the threshold.

Miao Cun hugged the flower tightly, and struggled for a long time before saying, "There is a hair dryer in the room,...do you want to blow it on?"

He will soon regret the kindness of his own whim.The heavy rain covered the strange noises in the villa, and at the same time blurred the opening sound of the electronic door lock.Miao Cun pushed open the door, amidst the sound of rain, repeated "f**k" and murmured "ohyes" echoed on the first floor, and two figures were standing against the handrail of the stairs, entangled fiercely.

Miao Cun stood still in astonishment, raised his eyes slightly, and parted his lips slightly, showing a dazed and shocked expression.

Luo Minghan was a step behind him, seeing him stop suddenly, Luo Minghan bumped into him as he closed the door, "What's wrong?"

The click of the closed door blocked all the sound of rain, and the room fell into an embarrassing and frightening silence.

The situation is beyond the experience of life, Miao Cun stood stupidly, watching his roommate and partner wrap their clothes in a hurry, the scene was very similar to a scene of rape - until Luo Minghan's palm covered his eyes and blocked all the strange things for him picture.

"Don't look at it either!" the roommate roared angrily.

Luo Minghan shrugged his shoulders and said politely, "It's very majestic."

Miao Cun: "..."

After a period of chaos, it ended with the sound of the bedroom door on the second floor being slammed.

Luo Minghan's hands were very hot, covering Miao Cun's eyes all the time, his eyelashes swept to his palms, he knew that Miao Cun had opened his eyes, and then his hands were unceremoniously left.

Luo Minghan paused for a while with one hand in mid-air without embarrassment, and smiled helplessly.

Miao Cun gave him two polite words: "...Thank you."

"There will be a needle's eye."

Miao Cun choked, and said reluctantly: "... I didn't look at it a few times."

It's all Luo Minghan's fault.

The class schedule was posted at the entrance, clearly stating that there was a big class tonight, but Luo Minghan ran away because of the trick for dinner.

Filled with guilt, he murmured to himself, "Isn't he impotent?"

Luo Minghan choked hard, "I don't think so."

Miao Cun raised his eyes and asked ignorantly, "How do you know?"

"It wasn't soft just now."

Miao Cun blushed from head to toe.

Luo Minghan laughed, followed behind him, his eyes swept across the quiet first floor, "Is this your roommate? Or the landlord."

"roommate."

"International students?"

"Ah."

"Didn't you say you are poor?" Luo Minghan was very interested.

Miao Cun: "..."

"If you have the money to live in a villa, but don't have the money to treat me to a meal? Or are your thanks just verbal? No wonder you say one sentence after another. After all, you say you don't want money, right," Luo Minghan dismissed him: "Stingy? "

Miao Cun was left speechless by his question, snapped open the refrigerator, and showed him the steamed stuffed buns and quick-frozen dumplings inside, as well as rows of pure water on ice, "...I didn't lie to you."

Luo Minghan felt that he might be a little sick, and felt that his self-certified appearance was clumsy and cute, and his heart began to itch again.

"Since you have money, why don't you treat yourself better?" He cared about people cheaply, regardless of whether he really cared, anyway, the fake tenderness was quite bluffing.

"lazy."

This reason is convincing, because the place where Miao Cun lives really looks like a place where lazy people can live.

It's not that it's not clean, it's just that it's not neat, it's full of sundries everywhere, there's not even a coffee table, the game controller is just on the carpet, the sofa is piled up with a mountain of books, picture albums are spread all over the floor, and the corner of the living room is obviously his The studio, countless paints and brushes, and the oil painting half covered with white cloth.

There is an old saying that the nine sons of Longsheng are all different. Luo Minghan has no artistic talent at all, but after being instilled by Luo Yuanhe for a long time, he still understands a little bit. He immediately saw that Miao Cun's level is far from what he himself said "amateur learning" .

"You paint very well, why didn't you go to the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Miao Cun understands that one lie needs hundreds of lies.In order to separate himself from Luo Yuanhe, he lied about the vocational school, but now he can only bite the bullet and say, "There is not enough culture."

Good scumbag.Luo Minghan likes it very much. I have been with a C9 Fashuo before. My God, he is so eloquent and eloquent.

Miao Cun walked over to cover the oil painting, not intending to enjoy it with Luo Minghan, and then pulled out the hair dryer: "Hurry up and blow it."

Luo Minghan was moved by his thoughtfulness: "Afraid I catch a cold?"

"Blow it up and go quickly."

Luo Minghan: "..."

The shirt was really uncomfortable. He took the hair dryer and turned on the lowest setting to blow it slowly. Miao Cun picked up the rose and walked around the living room three times without knowing it. Finally, he carefully placed the flowers on the TV cabinet.

Luo Minghan reminded him: "Flowers need to bask in the sun."

With embarrassment on his face, Miao Cun picked it up and put it down beside the glass door leading to the courtyard. He kicked off a plaster statue to make room for it.He squatted down, touched the leaves, retracted his hand for three seconds, and touched the buds again.

He looked like no one else was around, as if he was the flower that bloomed well on his own.

Luo Minghan's conscience went online for a short time, and he felt that he had committed some crimes after playing with him.

The shirt dries quickly, and it will be completely dry after 10 minutes of grinding.Putting away the empty space of the hair dryer, Miao Cun came down with a paper bag: "This is Luo——your brother's clothes, take them away, they have been washed."

It would be a bit shameless to continue entanglement, Luo Minghan had no choice but to accept the last medium of communication between the two, and said without words: "Mr. Luo Yuanhe from the Academy of Fine Arts, have you heard of it?"

Miao Cun's heart skipped a beat, and his voice lowered: "I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

"He is my brother, and this dress belongs to him."

"Teacher Luo is very powerful." Miao Cun finally found an opportunity to announce the name openly, and his heart was already in a state of confusion.

"He is very talented, the youngest professor, and the youngest painter with an auction price of over [-] million yuan." Luo Minghan said in a calm tone: "We are twins. He and I look the same. People who are not familiar with him can't even tell the difference." out."

Miao Cun lowered his eyes and said, "Well,... very handsome."

Teacher Luo is the most handsome person he thinks.

Luo Minghan's experienced heart trembled at his words, and even his fingers twitched abnormally.

Thought Miao Cun was as strong as a rock, but he had long thought he was handsome!But to say it in such a way, it's simply...Luo Minghan took a deep breath calmly, suppressing the wild beating in his heart - it almost made him hard on the spot.

The space fell silent, only the black night outside the glass door whistling the early summer wind.

"You like painting, I can introduce you to him as a student." Luo Minghan was so gentle, "It's just that he is in France now and won't return to China until next year."

"Teacher Luo is in France...is he alright?" Miao Cun summoned up his courage to ask.

He didn't dare to chat too much with Luo Yuanhe, and only reported his homework every two or three days. He was afraid that he would lose control, so he would always chat with Teacher Luo, and he would see his disgusting ambition.

"Very good," Luo Minghan thought of something interesting, and continued with a smile, "I met his goddess in high school, and I have already caught up."

Miao Cun was caught off guard and froze on the spot, his thin face pale under the light: "...What did you say?"