Guan Ze was stunned holding the clothes. He was a little surprised that Lin Yao would suddenly make such a request. The structure of this kid's brain was a little hard to figure out. It seemed that he had instantly left his previous aggrieved and depressed state? Wasn't he quite depressed a few seconds ago? Now he turned around and wanted to do it
"What are you touching?" Guan Ze asked to make sure he had heard correctly.
"A tattoo," Lin Yao gestured, "Every time I look at it, I feel like it was slapped on, and then it swelled and bulged..."
Guan Ze was somewhat helpless, and touched his chest with his hand: "Whose poisonous palm can leave a black palm print?"
"That's right." Lin Yao chuckled and scratched his hair a little embarrassedly.
"Go ahead," Guan Ze put down his clothes and looked at him, "but you have to confirm one thing for me."
"Hmm?" Lin Yao's hand, which was stretched out towards his chest, stopped in the air.
"You have to make sure that after you're done touching him, you won't run out and call Hengdao to say that I touched our director and I can't stay in the house tonight," Guan Ze said, pointing to his chest, "Come and touch it."
Lin Yao stood there in a daze for a long time. Guan Ze didn't even pause for the first half of his sentence. Fortunately, he had a good memory. He wrote down what he said and then recited it silently with punctuation. He finally understood what his leader meant. Then his attention quickly shifted to the key point, which was that Guan Ze pointed at him and said, "Come and touch it."
Damn! He swallowed his saliva. Who cares what happens after touching her? Just touch her first!
"Yeah." He responded, and while he was still brave enough, he stretched out his right hand and pressed on the tattoo on Guan Ze's chest.
Guan Ze's skin was a little cold, probably because he was shirtless, but his strong and elastic muscles made Lin Yao's hand tremble slightly. This was the first time he touched the body of someone he liked so unscrupulously.
This feeling is really... He can even feel Guan Ze's strong heartbeat, every beat can jump from his palm to his heart. If he hadn't been so depressed a few seconds ago, and his emotions were affected and he couldn't fully devote himself to this enjoyment, he would definitely have fallen to his knees in front of Guan Ze's sweatpants and slippers.
Lin Yao's fingertips moved with great effort and rubbed Guan Ze's tattoo, indicating that he was touching it, so as not to make Guan Ze feel strange if he didn't move. Then he sniffed to make sure whether he had a sudden nosebleed under such circumstances.
"Really..." Lin Yao closed his eyes to calm himself down, then quickly opened them again, staring at his fingers. His fingertips had pressed a small pit on Guan Ze's chest. He thought Guan Ze must have felt that his fingertips were shaking uncontrollably. "It's not swollen."
"Nonsense." Guan Ze looked at him and gave a rather concise answer.
"Boss Guan," Lin Yao gritted his teeth and forced himself to slowly remove his hand, but his fingers still reluctantly stroked his chest lightly, "You have really nice muscles."
"Thank you," Guan Ze grabbed his clothes and put them on, "I go to the gym a few times a week."
"Ah..." Lin Yao's hands still retained Guan Ze's body temperature and the tight and elastic texture of his skin. He felt dizzy and couldn't find what to say.
"Go to bed early today," Guan Ze turned around and tidied the bed, "You have to get up early tomorrow. If you don't plan to sneak out to play, you have to help prepare for the exhibition..."
Lin Yao was still standing there, his left hand supporting his right hand, motionless as if he was holding some treasure that had been acupunctured. The subtle numbing feeling that slowly spread from his palms to his whole body like ants crawling made it impossible for him to hear clearly what Guan Ze was saying. He just stared at the lines of his waist and back that were stretched out from time to time under his clothes.
"Did you hear that?" Guan Ze waited for a long time without any response from him. He turned around and looked at him, a little speechless.
"I heard it." Lin Yao finally came back to his senses. He nodded vigorously several times without caring what Guan Ze said, and almost broke his neck.
Guan Ze didn't say anything else. He leaned on the bed and started playing with his phone. Lin Yao didn't want to continue standing by his bed like a servant, so he turned around, grabbed his clothes and went to take a shower.
Before entering the bathroom, Guan Ze suddenly said, "You don't need to turn on the hot water twice."
Lin Yao instantly recalled the last time he took a cold shower and made Guan Ze laugh at him, and slapped his hand on the wall: "Of course I know!"
After closing the bathroom door, Lin Yao felt the claw that had just touched Guan Ze's chest. Although it made his head congested, his heart suddenly relaxed. Although Guan Ze's attitude was not clear, his gentle attitude of not treating him as an alien and not avoiding him made him feel at ease.
He turned on the hot water and washed his head with it. The heavy feeling in his heart was temporarily put aside. This feeling was really comfortable. This is how he is. Once he recovers, he can recover very quickly.
"That aphrodisiac music sounds so foolish..." Lin Yao began to hum softly. His mother always said that he was careless. Now that he thought about it, he was indeed very careless. He would not feel uncomfortable if he was not careful. "You are armed and on guard. Who will hurt you? Come closer to me. It's a different world. Sleep on my shoulder. I will crown you with my life..."
“The night is so beautiful… No matter how dangerous it is, there are always people who endure it with dark circles under their eyes…” Lin Yao sang happily, pulling off the nozzle and holding it in his hand, “The night is so beautiful… No matter how dangerous it is, I am willing to pay for all the tears that have been spent for a thousand years…”
"The pain is so beautiful—" Lin Yao waved his hand, and before he could finish the second half of the sentence, he felt a torrent of water hitting his mouth like a slap in the face. He was caught off guard and choked on a mouthful of water, his nose and mouth were full of water. Then he realized with horror that he had pulled down the shower head and the water pipe, "Oh my god!"
Guan Ze leaned on the bed, wondering why the kid singing in the bathroom looked like two different people from the one in the KTV. He couldn't control his tune. Before he could figure it out, he noticed something was wrong inside. He got scared, got off the bed, ran to the outside of the bathroom and knocked: "Lin Yao, what are you doing? Are you okay?"
"It's okay," Lin Yao shouted from inside, "Don't break in."
"I don't have that plan," Guan Ze smiled, "keep singing."
"Fix the water pipe first before singing again," Lin Yao muttered in his heart, "It's still a four-star show, but he just ran after someone when a broken water pipe was pulled. What kind of character is this..."
Ten minutes later, Lin Yao came out with a towel on his head. Guan Ze was texting Aunt Hu to coax Lu Teng to sleep. When he saw him, he smiled and said, "Are you using the water pipe as a wireless microphone?"
Lin Yao was stunned: "Did I sing very loudly just now?"
"Well, if the door wasn't closed, everyone on this floor would have heard it."
“… Never mind. No one knows who I am anyway.” Lin Yao sat on the bed and wiped his hair.
"Your cell phone just rang." Guan Ze pointed at the cell phone he threw on the bed.
Lin Yao took the phone and took a look. It was Lian Jun's number. He thought for a moment and called back: "Jun'er, what's up?"
"Where is he?" There was a lot of noise over there at Lian Jun's place, probably he was in the nightclub again.
"On business trip."
"Let me ask you something," Lian Jun walked to a quieter place, "Is the man you brought last time your friend?"
"Ah?" Lin Yao was a little surprised. He didn't expect Lian Jun to suddenly call him to ask about Guan Ze. "Yes, what's wrong?"
"How do you know him? Qi Jian asked me the other day, asking how you knew that person."
"What does it have to do with him? Why would he ask about it?" Lin Yao recalled Qi Jian's unusual behavior that night. He was a little curious and looked at Guan Ze. Guan Ze lowered his head to look at his phone and didn't pay attention to him. "Does he know him?"
"He didn't elaborate, but I guess they know each other, and maybe they even celebrated a holiday or something. I don't think your friend is a gangster," Lian Jun said vaguely, biting his cigarette. "Anyway, you better be careful and don't let your guard down."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yao was a little confused. Lian Jun talked about this for a long time but it was the same as not saying anything. He had realized that day that Qi Jian and Guan Ze must know each other, but Guan Ze didn't say anything, so he didn't ask any more. Now Lian Jun called him specifically to ask about this matter, but he didn't say anything substantial after a long time, which made him even more curious.
Guan Ze has put down his phone and lay down, apparently preparing to go to sleep.
"Boss Guan," Lin Yao lay on the bed, hugging the pillow, his face tilted towards Guan Ze, "You know Qi Jian, right?"
"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Guan Ze glanced at him.
"Curious." Lin Yao smiled at him.
Guan Ze looked at him and saw that his eyes narrowed a little when he smiled. Lin Yao's smile was quite contagious. Guan Ze felt like smiling too. He rested his head on his arm and thought for a while: "We know each other, but not very well."
"Why is he like that when he sees you?" Lin Yao blew the hair on his forehead. "He's usually quite arrogant, but he changes when he sees you. This is the first time I've seen this."
"I don't know." Guan Ze smiled.
"It's boring. If you want to talk, just don't say it. If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter." Lin Yao clicked his tongue and closed his eyes.
"Lin Yao," Guan Ze yawned, "Do you know why many people think secret love is beautiful?"
"Because you can think about it however you want, no one cares." Lin Yao didn't know what Guan Ze meant by this.
"Because you don't know what kind of person the person you like is. You don't understand him/her, so you just rely on your imagination. You like the person who you have completed in your mind according to your own needs, so he/she is beautiful." Guan Ze reached out to turn off the lights in the room, turned over, and turned his back to him, "Go to sleep."
Lin Yao lay on the bed, and he didn't feel sleepy until he heard Guan Ze's breathing slowly slow down and he fell asleep. Although he was a senior unlucky guy, he was not a senior fool. Although Guan Ze didn't say it clearly, he still understood the meaning very well.
Guan Ze is not the person he imagined.
What kind of person is he
Lin Yao stared at Guan Ze's blurry back in the darkness, recalling every detail from the time he met Guan Ze until now. From the first time they met, when Guan Ze lowered the car window, hooked his sunglasses down with his fingers, and said "What the hell are you looking at", countless fragments flashed before his eyes, with Hengdao and Guan Ze appearing alternately.
Guan Ze was very nice to him, kind, tolerant, and considerate... But Guan Ze rarely spoke at work, always wearing a relaxed smile, and his attitude was gentle but not approachable. He would occasionally joke with him, or tease him. Hengdao, on the other hand, was in a different state, like a good-tempered older brother.
Lin Yao frowned. Director Guan, Hengdao, the father of little Lu Teng, Guan Ze in front of Lin Yao, and Brother Guan in Qi Jian’s mouth, which one is the real him
After thinking about it, Lin Yao suddenly realized that he really didn't understand Guan Ze, and he wasn't even sure what kind of personality he should have.
He sat up from the bed. He actually liked this person for such a long time. It was really... magical.
"Guan Ze." He called out in the darkness.
Guan Ze didn't respond, and his breathing didn't change. He must have fallen into a deep sleep.
Lin Yao hesitated for a while, got out of bed, and walked quietly to Guan Ze's bed.
Guan Ze was sleeping with his face facing inwards. The room was too dark and the floor lamp was not on. Lin Yao could only see his profile and his slightly frowning brows through the faint light coming in from the curtains that were not closed tightly.
"Mr. Guan." Lin Yao called out again. He didn't even know why he kept calling out for no reason. Besides, he could hardly hear himself so loudly. How could he expect Guan Ze, who was sleeping, to hear him
Seeing that Guan Ze didn't move, he bent down and stared at Guan Ze's face.
Guan Ze's facial features are very clear, especially his profile, which has an irresistible appeal to Lin Yao.
He originally just wanted to see whether Guan Ze was really asleep or just pretending to be asleep, but after taking a look, he bent over and was reluctant to move.
He has liked more than one person, from junior high school to now, but this is the first time he has been so close to the person he likes, so close that he can almost feel Guan Ze's breath.
Just for a moment, sneakily so you won't be discovered.
Lin Yao held his breath, lowered his head and slowly approached, gently touched Guan Ze's ear with his lips, and quickly left, ready to jump back on the bed and pretend to be dead if Guan Ze moved.
Guan Ze didn't move. Lin Yao waited for a while, then held his breath and leaned over again. He carefully supported himself on the bed with his hands, and touched Guan Ze's face with his lips again.
This time, he did not move away immediately after touching Guan Ze. His lips felt the temperature of Guan Ze. He paused for a few seconds. He felt like he was about to take off his load, so he supported himself with his hands on the bed, leaned his body forward, and continued to move down. He wanted to touch Guan Ze's lips as well.
Guan Ze was sleeping a little too close to the inside, and he didn't dare to go directly to the bed. He could only use this arm strength challenge posture to secretly try to act naughty, and he had to keep absolutely quiet so as not to wake Guan Ze up.
Lin Yao, you are such a dedicated gangster!
Originally he wanted to kiss her right in the middle of her lips, but after a few seconds he decided to just touch the corner of Guan Ze's mouth. Although they had been playing badminton together since junior high school, his arms were still not able to complete such a difficult move like the Flat Thomas.
Even though he had taken a step back and chose to only kiss the corner of Guan Ze's mouth, he didn't know whether God thought too highly of him or too little of him. In any case, when he was about to touch the corner of Guan Ze's mouth, his arms were a little weak and he couldn't control his balance.
He slammed headfirst onto Guan Ze's face.
This time he hit Guan Ze's face hard with his mouth. If he hadn't kept his mouth shut, his teeth might have made a hole in Guan Ze's face.
Damn it! It's over!
Lin Yao howled in despair in his heart. Now, let alone having a two-faced face, even if he had a four-faced face it would not be embarrassing enough!
Guan Ze groaned softly, and Lin Yao hurriedly propped himself up, turned around and threw himself onto his bed.
Just as he was about to make a move and had not yet had time to pounce, he felt someone grab his hand and twist it. The sore and painful feeling quickly spread from his wrist to his entire arm.
The sudden pain was a bit too much for him to bear. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask Mr. Guan not to shoot his own people, but before he could make a sound, Guan Ze twisted his arm and threw him onto the bed, with his mouth biting the quilt.
The lights came on, and Guan Ze loosened his hand that was twisting his arm.
Lin Yao lay on the bed with his face buried in the quilt, motionless.
Lin Yao, you still play badminton. At that time, you used to pull the rough skin h every day to train your arm strength like an old ox. Don't tell people that you have practiced badminton when you go out in the future. With your level, what's the point of playing badminton
Guan Ze was awakened from his sleep. After a subconscious reaction, he looked at Lin Yao lying motionless on the quilt. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He pinched Lin Yao's wrist and asked, "Is it okay to hurt you?"
Lin Yao didn't say anything, just buried his head in the quilt and shook his head.
Guan Ze could roughly guess what was going on. He didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only say: "Go back to bed and sleep."
Lin Yao still didn't move. He couldn't move. He felt that if his face wasn't pressed under the quilt, all the blood would fall off as soon as he raised his head.
Guan Ze knew that he was probably ready to die, so he patted his back and said, "Then you sleep here, I'll sleep on that bed."
"How can you be so calm! I may not be able to get up even if I lie here till tomorrow morning!" Lin Yao buried his face in the quilt and shouted, and while shouting he had to spit out the quilt that had been squeezed into his mouth.
His voice was fragmented from under the quilt. Guan Ze was stunned for a long time and didn't understand what he was shouting: "What are you yelling about?"
Lin Yao finally jumped up from the quilt, and knelt beside him with a rather nimble leap. Guan Ze was still sitting on the bed, and Lin Yao happened to kneel face to face with him: "Why are you always so calm? I just kissed you, several times, could you please not be so nonchalant, pretending that nothing happened makes me even more embarrassed, understand?"
"I really didn't know it when you kissed me," Guan Ze looked at him, still quite calm, "I am just like that."
Lin Yao stared at him for a long time, and just when Guan Ze was thinking that he would probably fall straight onto the bed and fall asleep if he continued staring like that, Lin Yao suddenly hugged him and kissed him hard on the lips.
Guan Ze was totally unprepared for Lin Yao to pounce on him out of the blue. He couldn't hold on with his arms and Lin Yao pushed him down on the bed, knocking him on the teeth.
Guan Ze's eyebrows were twisted together, was this a forced kiss or a fight