Otherworldly entertainment industry

Ymir glanced at him faintly, did not speak to him, but pushed him aside, entered the door and closed it, walked lightly to the wooden chair covered with blankets, and then collapsed on it as if his bones had been pulled out. The bluffing aura just now completely disappeared, and Ymir instantly looked like a dried-up eggplant, and he didn't even bother to say a word.

It made Joey feel distressed immediately.

"Didn't I send someone to notify you? This trip is very hard. We will go back in five or six days at most. You just wait at home... Did you rush here overnight? Are you exhausted!" Joey said. , While running to the bathroom, he dragged his usual bathtub out of the package. Every room in the hotel has a hot water outlet. He filled most of the bucket and threw some medicinal materials for relieving fatigue into it.

Of course, he came here overnight, accompanied by more than [-] mercenary guards. Ymir seldom went out like this, and in order to catch up with Joey and the others, he spent most of his time on horseback. He couldn't stand it until he lay down in the carriage.But the carriage he was riding in was almost incomparable with Joey's car, and the road was slightly uneven, and the people inside would be thrown up, so even though it was a rest, he couldn't close his eyes at all.The most outrageous thing is that the carriage slowed down the speed of the journey, causing him to start two hours later than Joey. Not only did he fail to catch up, but the gap became wider and wider.

When they arrived in the imperial capital, after many inquiries, they could confirm that they should be staying here.Knocking on the door and seeing Joey's face, Ymir used all his strength to hold himself together so that he wouldn't fall into his arms in embarrassment.

For example, now, listening to Joey chanting, Ymir's mind seemed to be floating in another time and space. Many phrases entered his ears, but he couldn't understand what they meant. He was so tired that he couldn't even move his little finger.

After getting ready, Joey came out of the bathroom and looked at Ymir again. His eyelids were opening and closing very slowly. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. The long and curly eyelashes were entangled and struggling to open a slit. , with a dull expression, two big shadows under his eyes, and peeling lips, Ymir is really haggard.

Alas, if I had known that he would come after me, I would have brought him with me, at least their carriage would be much more comfortable.

Joey leaned over and kissed him pitifully, then picked him up horizontally, and after reaching the bathroom, let him lean on the tub, and began to help him take off his clothes with great effort.Being tossed like this, Ymir seemed very impatient, resisting like a child, a bit like a big cat that resists taking a bath, purring, always uncooperative, insisting on scratching the owner, and then being taught a lesson intolerable , and then he hummed a few times unconvinced, waiting for someone to serve him like an old man.

Joey was sweating from being tossed by this big cat taller than himself, and when he was thrown into the tub, Joey was almost soaked, and he had to keep an eye on Ymir at all times, lest he fall asleep , slipped into the water and choked or something.

About 5 minutes later, Ymir shook the water on his head and regained consciousness.

During this period, Joey has been massaging his acupuncture points. Under the steaming steam in the bathroom, his face is pink, his black hair is a little messy, and some strands are wet. Compared with the large and bulky bathtub, Even more petite and weak, Ymir looked at him straight, a little stunned.

Joey raised his head and met Ymir's soft eyes. A tingling heat suddenly rose in his heart, but his eyes seemed to be glued together. It lasted for several seconds, and finally they all dodged away. Both of them were the same, almost red from head to toe.

"Ahem..." Mr. Qiao used the palm of his hand to slightly cool down his face, and he didn't know what to say to break the charming atmosphere in the room.

But Ymir suddenly said in a low voice: "Your clothes are also wet, why don't you come in and wash them together."

"Huh?" Joey was afraid that he had heard it wrong, and that he would embarrass adults if he was too sentimental.

However, Ymir was furious at this sound of anger. He stared at Joey fiercely, and repeated in a vicious voice: "I told you to come in and wash with me!"

"Ah!" Mr. Qiao, who was always bold, suddenly became shy. He exclaimed like a little wife, and when he realized it, he began to take off his clothes neatly. In a few seconds, he was completely naked.

Seeing this scene, Ymir's aura fell, and he moved awkwardly to the side of the bathtub, only scanning Joey with the corners of his eyes, his ears trembling slightly, the round earballs were like fine agate, and the red ones made him laugh. One cannot ignore the past at all.

Joey climbed into the tub clumsily.

Ymir was a little embarrassed to look at him at first, but when he finally mustered up the courage to look at him sternly, he was frustrated to find that there was no chance, and the chest-length water covered most of the spring, and Joey's long black hair was covered with seaweed. Generally floating on the water, the steam is dense, and the beauty is indescribable.

The water flow was erratic because it had just entered a person, and the two inevitably rubbed against each other's body, Ymir dodged first, then, as if he had a great sulking with himself, he bit his lower lip tightly and snorted With a sound, his eyes glanced into the distance, but his right arm stretched out, wrapped around Joey's slender waist, and brought him to his chest, freezing him in an ambiguous hug posture.

Joy, who had been a little nervous all this time, suddenly burst into spring, and couldn't help but smile all over his face.

After waking up, Ymir remembered that when he saw him on the road, he wanted to question Joey's plan, but the atmosphere at this time was too weird. He opened his mouth a few times, but found that he couldn't swear, so he could only sigh. , angrily hugged Joey a little tighter.

And because of that smooth and tender skin, Ymir couldn't restrain his thoughts.

The two of them were relatively silent, when the outside door suddenly knocked again, followed by Ibel's eager voice, "Joy, Joey! Is Ymir with you?"

Joey's heart tightened when he heard it, and he suddenly had a weird illusion of being caught and raped in bed... Apparently, Ymir was as restless as he was in his heart, and his strength in hugging him suddenly became much stronger.

This time, before Joey could make a sound, Ymir replied loudly, "I'm here!"

Ibel stopped banging on the door, and after a while, he said again: "Forget it, we will discuss it tomorrow morning, you should go to bed early!"

The slight sound of footsteps slowly faded away.

Joey secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to look up at Ymir's face. He could tell from the tightness of the man's shoulders that he was also very nervous just now, and he just relaxed now.

With this episode, the unspeakable atmosphere between the two was finally destroyed. After soaking in silence for a while, Joey finally couldn't hold on anymore, and went out early, staring at the burning eyes behind him, and rinsed himself off at the nozzle With the smell of medicine on his body, wrapped in clothes, he almost fled out.

It is naturally difficult to read a book in such a chaotic mood. Joey made the bed and lay down on it nervously. The passionate night he had spent with Ymir flashed across his mind, and he began to toss and turn. His ears were pricked up to pay attention to the movement in the bathroom. , pondering, will Ymir make a move on him in a while?If he made a move, would he resist?

It turned out that he was thinking too much. After Ymir came out, he slept on the other side of the bed in a very gentlemanly manner, with a distance of almost one meter between them. Not long after he lay down, he fell into a deep sleep, not only Nothing, the worst thing is not even a good night!

It couldn't be more embarrassing!Fortunately, the things in the mind cannot be peeped by others...

Joey also fell asleep resentfully.

Ymir slept until the evening of the next day.

During this period, Ibel came to see him several times, and saw that he was sleeping so soundly, and finally couldn't bear to wake him up.In the early hours of last night, when he learned that Ymir had actually chased him, the worrying brother, who knew the technical geek's brother Lu Chi, was furious!Fortunately, he still has self-knowledge, knowing that he has called twenty brothers to accompany him, otherwise he would go back and find that his brother was lost, and he would not know where to look for it!

Even though he knew that there were so many people traveling together, the possibility of accidents was very small, and my brother was still terrified of worrying about the things he was used to. After he found out clearly, he couldn't help but knock on the door, wanting to teach him a lesson right away, but When he heard Ymir's voice as he wished, he realized belatedly that this was Joey's room...withered instantly, and rolled back in dismay.

Then when Ymir woke up in the evening, the images of the two brothers were reversed—the original radiant Ibel had two shadows under his eyes, and his description was very sluggish, but Ymir, who was originally like a dehydrated cabbage, completely returned to the sun, and the branches and leaves were relaxed. Unfolding, there is no more exhaustion like dying last night.

The three of them were in the same room again, and the atmosphere was indescribable. No one knew who to speak and what to say.The culprit, Mr. Qiao, was terrified, and found a reason to escape—he hadn’t listed out the details of what he wanted to discuss with Edward II. After thinking about it, he simply went to find the young illusionist who was caught yesterday.

They didn't treat that man harshly, they got him a good house, and there were two mercenaries who lived with him, who were in charge of watching him, and strictly ordered that no matter what happened, he was not allowed to talk to him, and he was not allowed to untie him.When Joey saw him, the young man had already been scared to death by his fantasy of "he will be tortured to death if he is caught by a demon", and he was lying on the bed half dead. When he saw Joey coming in, he I was startled with fright.

Joey was a little amused. He walked over and asked kindly, "Let me introduce you. You can call me Joe. I don't know what you should call me?"

The young man plucked up his courage and looked at Joey before he compromised dejectedly, "Victor."

"Okay, Victor," Joey continued, "what do you do? I mean, occupation?"

Victor showed the vigilant look of persecution paranoia again, and he said, "I don't have a job."

"No job?" Joey raised his eyebrows, "Then what do you do for a living? Judging by the clothes on your body, you are not considered poor."