"Remember, Yan Jingxun is not the one you should touch."
As soon as this remark came out, Shen Bohan who was on the opposite side was stunned again.
The words Yan Jingxun said before made him subconsciously begin to reflect on his previous behavior, and he was in a bad mood, so he drank a lot of alcohol.
Shen Bohan was very unclear at the moment, unable to identify the identity of the person opposite.
But this did not affect his anger for the tone of the other party's commands.
What is even more annoying is that for a moment, he was actually suppressed by that voice!
Shen Bohan continued to speak his tongue: "You? Who dare to do this? Talk to me? You? Do you know who I am?! You?... Let Yan Jingxun answer the call."
But the person on the other side just said: "Wait for you? Wake up? Come look for me again."
As he said, it seemed that the other party wanted to hang up, and the voice from the microphone became much lower? As if he didn't bother to talk to him at all.
Shen Bohan felt a deep indifference.
This made him feel very familiar...
But at this moment, a clear voice belonging to the youth came—
"Sir, I'm wet..."
?
Shen Bohan immediately recognized that it was Yan Jingxun's voice.
But when he listened, the voice was different from usual, it seemed more sticky
On the phone, Yan Jingxun's tone was very dazed, and it sounded a little bit coquettish: "So uncomfortable..."
Shen Bohan: "..."
Wet? What? Wet?
Still uncomfortable? ?
Immediately afterwards, the man's voice came from the microphone. Obviously, he was talking to Yan Jingxun: "Okay, it doesn't matter, it won't be uncomfortable after a while."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu can' Untie... I feel uncomfortable..."
Shen Bohan: "...!!!"
There was a sudden sound of clothing rubbing over there, and what Yan Jingxun seemed to have gotten? With a contented sigh, Shen Bohan finally reacted from uncertainty and dazedness, and shouted: "Fuck, beast! You? Drive him!"
They are all grown-ups, and he is not a young child. He can basically guess what the other person is doing when he hears this voice.
Shen Bohan couldn't help yelling: "Yan Jingxun! Yan Jingxun is looking for you? Give me a clearer mind! Hurry up and answer the phone!"
However, let him yell on the phone, there is nothing there? Respond.
Shen Bohan, who was yelling downstairs in the dormitory, ignored the surprised eyes of others, and just wanted to get in from the phone!
But to no avail, the phone just continued to hear Yan Jingxun's sticky voice again yelling uncomfortable, and urging the other party to hurry up—
"Sir, hurry up."
… This voice, even if he was a former boyfriend, Shen Bohan has never heard it.
"Hold!"
Shen Bohan's eyes were cracked, and he was so angry that he kicked a whole row of bicycles downstairs in the dormitory.
This was not enough to relieve his anger, or to express anxious emotions, he continued to swear, and finally, it seemed that he picked up the phone again, and there was an answer.
But it was the man who just spoke.
The man continued to say in a cruel voice: "Shen Bohan, take care of you? Your own people, don't let them come to trouble Jingxun again."
"..."
Shen Bohan, who was already very upset, was even more upset by this tone: "Fuck, you? Who the hell is you?!"
Compared with him, the attitude of the other side is much calmer.
Maybe it’s too calm, that’s why it makes people even more angry—
"If you can't manage it, I don't mind helping you manage it."
Shen Bohan: "You don't want to live anymore, do you? Wait for me, don't let Lao Tzu find you!"
Shen Bohan had completely lost his reason and shouted blindly, but after speaking the last sentence, the opposite party had hung up the phone neatly, leaving him a blind tone.
… Is exactly the same as Yan Jingxun who has hung up his phone more than once.
"Damn it." Shen Bohan cursed into the air, almost throwing his phone.
But he can't fall. He obviously has more important things to do at this moment, so he dialed out directly.
At this moment, the dormitory master ran out of the dormitory, with a few students.
"Classmate, which yard do you have, what do you do by kicking someone's bicycle well? Alas! I want to ask you something!"
Shen Bohan is so annoying right now, how can I take care of anything? Bicycles.
He took out his wallet and randomly scattered a handful of red banknotes out. At the same time, the phone was finally connected.
"Hey?"
"...Hurry up and find out where Yan Jingxun is now! And who is he with! That person..."
That person is definitely not the senior he met yesterday!
… That person, why? That person’s breath makes him feel so familiar? ! !
Shen Yijin hung up the phone.
He turned his head and looked at the young man beside him who was looking at him innocently. The young man's black hair was wet, and there were two blushes on his delicate and white cheeks.
The eyes, which were originally big and bright, are now wetter because of the water, and they are lined with the tiny mole of tears more like an innocent elf who has fallen into the mortal world. They are ignorant and full of longing. Looked at him with his eyes.
The young man's buttons were still not untied.
There was no expression on Chen Yijin's face.
Put the phone on the shelf aside, and simply turn off the phone.
He then pulled the person over and asked again: "So Xiaoxun wants me to take a bath for you?"
At this time, Chen Yijin's voice was still very calm.
It's just that if Jing Xun is sober at this time, he must be able to find that the bottom of Mr.'s eyes is a black that can't be opened like a thick ink.
Like an endless abyss.
What a pity Jing Xun can't notice anymore.
He just felt damp and uncomfortable, unbuttoned, uncomfortable being left aside by his husband.
So he nodded obediently, "Yeah, yes."
This time, Chen Yijin didn't have much hesitation, and directly took off the clothes on the young man's body.
The T-shirt on his upper body was soaked in water and it stuck to his skin. Jing Xun did not succeed in taking it off after spending a long time with it. When it was Chen Yizhin's turn, he tore it off.
Jing Xun was very cooperative. He asked him to raise his arms as soon as he raised his arms. He would also raise his head, looking at the person in front of him with a pair of misty eyes, and smiled lightly and said politely: "Thank you." "
Shen Yijin's movements paused, and the chill between his eyebrows became even worse. He simply removed all the clothes on Jing Xun's body, and then hugged it horizontally again when people didn't react.
This time, he directly put Jing Xun into the bathtub with the right water temperature.
Jing Xun struggled a little when he was immersed in the water, but later found that the water level had not reached his shoulders, and the young man immediately calmed down.
He was half-prone on the edge of the bathtub, and the dangling wet hair covered all the cheeks near the sideburns, the melon seeds were lined up thinner, and the skin looked fairer.
He was docile and harmless to Chen Yijin just like that, and opened wide.
Jing Xun said again, "Thanks... Thank you."
"Jing Xun."
However, in the happy bathroom, the tyrannical atmosphere is spreading.
Chen Yijin's body was also drenched.
The young man who had just come to pray for him and asked him to help undress almost moistened the little remaining dry fabric on his body, but there are not many people who have always been very particular
Shen Yijin found that the youth was polite to him again.
He suddenly remembered the phone call the lawyer had called him in the evening.
The phone not only reported the progress of the school theft, but also mentioned the existence of a person named Hu Xiaopeng.
Hu Xiaopeng is from Shen Bohan.
And Shen Bohan, another call like that just now.
…
Peach Blossom Eyes became deeper and colder.
Shen Yizhin stared at the unsuspecting young man in front of him, with a pale complexion full of seduction.
It's hard to imagine, what else will your lover have with his ex-boyfriend
It’s hard to imagine... If such a young man had been seen by others...
Shen Yijin slowly touched the opponent's face.
He once thought he wouldn't mind his lover's past.
Intellectually, he clearly and clearly knows that it is meaningless to be attached to the past, and his partner is more of a contractual relationship to him.
Be loyal to each other and respect each other from the moment the agreement is reached.
This also means that what happened before this? It doesn't matter.
Besides, Shen Yijin has never had anything? The desire to monopolize.
When he was a child, his father married someone else. He had a younger brother. His father was obviously more partial to his younger brother. The rest of the family either loved him or pityed him, or ridiculed him...
But Shen Yijin didn't notice it.
Others said he was cold-blooded and affectionate.
This Chen Yijin does not deny it either.
Except for the onset of illness and work, he has no emotions or thoughts on other people or things.
—His psychological report? It did show so.
But now, Chen Yijin was pretty sure that he was not sick.
There are also no work-related worries.
But I can clearly feel that an emotion that can be called anger is spreading in his chest.
…Maybe more than anger.
He once didn't mind being broken toys and books by that younger brother. It didn't matter that the other party showed off in front of him that he had a mother, or even blatantly snatched his father's affection.
It's not that he likes that younger brother, and it's not that he's indulging him.
It's just that there is no wave in his heart.
but now…
"Jing Xun."
He called out loudly, stroking the young man's fingers slowly downwards, a few slender knuckles on the other's long neck? After wandering for a while, they were completely covered, as if a force could easily pinch it. Off.
But even so, the young man was not even defensive, just blinking his eyes and staring at him.
It seemed that he was itchy to the touch, and the young man laughed.
In the next instant, he even held the hand of Shen Yizhin carelessly. Two identical rings glowed under the bathroom lights. Jing Xun tilted his head and asked, "Want to wash them together?"
"..."
After asking, the young man's face quickly turned red. He was already drunk, but he still knew that he had buried his face. Just like the little ostrich, he didn't let people see the shyness and audacity on his face.
Shen Yijin looked at all this familiarity in his eyes, and couldn't help but stretch his brows slightly.
But when I think about it, maybe the young man has shown this expression to others...
The look became more cold.
Emotions are just like when they are sick, and soon they will be unable to sustain themselves.
At this time, the shameful youth raised his face again.
The blush on his cheeks was still there, Jing Xun looked at him brightly: "Sir, you? Are you really not washing with me? Your clothes are also wet."
The long, thick eyelashes trembled abruptly, and Chen Yijin's hand continued to descend, holding the young man's thin shoulder with one hand.
Shen Yijin slowly approached the young man in the bathtub, stared closely at him, and asked him, "Who is the sir?"
He tried to make his voice sound calm and not so scary.
He just asked in a deep voice, "Xiaoxun... Tell me, you? Who is the person thinking in my heart now?"
"Mr. Shen..."
Jing Xun paused, looking at the stern handsome face before him, he was suddenly puzzled.
It wasn't until the wind and snow that quickly condensed in the opponent's eyes made him feel a little cold, Jing Xun shuddered, and said in a slightly questioning tone: "Mr. is... Strange, you? Aren't you sir?"
If it’s a husband, why? Ask
Jing Xun blinked his eyes sharply, wanting to see more clearly
… The face in front of you is undoubtedly that of your husband.
But I have drunk too much, and what I watched? It is double-image, or it may be wrong.
… And Mr.’s eyes…
The husband's eyes are not like this. The husband sees his eyes clearly.
…
Oops, he won't be taken away by the scum attack, right? !
For no reason, Jing Xun suddenly struggled to push him away, trying to swim to the other side of the bathtub.
The bathtub was very large, and the young man's white and slender limbs were paddling the water, and a lot of water splashed out in it.
The action of moving away was so obvious that Chen Yijin's eyes became completely dark and cold.
As if there was something? The thing crumbled silently. It's like that rainy night with thunder.
The world was covered, and behind the heavy curtains, there was endless loneliness and despair spreading.
Shen Yijin knew that he could no longer control his emotions.
He stood up suddenly.
Walked out of the bathroom in a stride.
But at this moment, Youth Qingyue's voice rang again, with strange annoyance: "Shen Bohan, you? How many times do you want me to say that I have a boyfriend..."
"..."
The tall figure suddenly stopped, and Shen Yijin looked back abruptly: "What are you talking about?"
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