There is floor heating in the villa. After delivering his ID card, Sheng Zhuo returned to his room and felt that the room was a little hot. He wanted to open the window, but when he saw Chi Le was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, he retracted his foot and went to the closet to find a thin sweatshirt.
He returned to the bed and began to take off his clothes.
Chi Le was eating potato chips. He looked up and saw this scene unexpectedly. He forgot to eat the potato chips in his hand.
Sheng Zhuo arched his body and pulled his clothes up with a light tug. Before Chi Le could avoid his gaze, his waist and abdomen were exposed. The familiar mermaid line appeared in front of Chi Le again, all white.
Chi Le swallowed, feeling dizzy from the stimulation of the scene before him.
Sheng Zhuo's back was tense, like a dormant leopard, with smooth lines on his back. As he pulled his clothes up, his broad chest and slender neck were revealed one after another.
Chi Le's gaze moved upwards little by little.
Sheng Zhuo looked over with his dark eyes.
Eyes met.
Chi Le didn't react for a moment, his expression still looked a little innocent and confused.
He threw the potato chips into his mouth and chewed them gently, but felt that his craving was not satisfied at all. His eyes were still fixed on Sheng Zhuo.
Damn, living with my future wife is such a test.
Sheng Zhuo looked at him intently and laughed out of anger. He took off his clothes and threw them on his head, "What are you looking at?"
Chi Le's eyes went dark, and the clothes covering his head finally pulled his sanity back. He froze there. The more wantonly he had looked just now, the more he dared not take off his clothes now.
"I'm asking you a question." Sheng Zhuo poked his shoulder, "Hmm? This kid who is eleven months and three days younger than me?"
Chi Le silently moved his butt forward, "..." The child had become withdrawn and had no intention of speaking for the time being.
Sheng Zhuo lifted the clothes on his head, lowered his black eyes, bent down and looked at him closely, "Look, brother, have you got your consent?"
Chi Le stared at his abdominal muscles so close to him, blinked, and turned his back.
Sheng Zhuo stared at his reddened earlobe for two seconds, then stood up with a smile, put on the thin sweatshirt, straightened the hem, and covered the last bit of skin.
"Okay, turn around."
Chi Le quickly looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.
Sheng Zhuo smiled and went to the table to drink some water.
Chi Le was quiet for a while, then asked inexplicably: "If I get your consent, can I watch it casually?"
Sheng Zhuo almost spit out a mouthful of water: "..."
Ten minutes later, Chi Le was covering himself with the quilt in frustration, wishing he could hide himself in it.
Why on earth did he ask that question just now? What was wrong with his brain circuit
Sheng Zhuo knocked on the door, leaned against it with his arms crossed, smiled and said, "Come down to eat."
Chi Le didn't move.
Sheng Zhuo stared at the bulge in the quilt, his smile growing, "Although Fang Younian is not good at cooking, he bought some wine, saying it was to compensate everyone."
"… "
Chi Le slowly poked his head out from under the quilt. He had never drunk any alcohol before and could not help himself from the temptation.
Besides... he really needs to drink to forget what just happened!