Day 09 22:16
The bathroom on the second floor was steaming hot, and a white mist spread out.
The surface of the frosted glass door was covered with water marks, and countless water droplets splashed on the door like rain, and then fell one after another. Behind the door is a naked male body, tall, strong, strong and sexy.
He rinsed his body quickly, without any delay.
The phone on the windowsill suddenly turned on the screen and then vibrated. The ringtone has not been changed, it is the default incoming call tone of the system. The bathroom door was immediately pushed halfway open, a slender and powerful arm stretched out from the misty water vapor, and took the phone in.
He Zhiyuan answered the phone and put it to his ear: "Song Ran?"
The overhead shower poured a fine jet of water down the glass screen along strands of wet hair.
Song Ran heard the patter of water and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm taking a shower, and I'm going to work."
He Zhiyuan raised his head and let the hot water pour down on his face. He rubbed his hair with his free hand, with a pleasant expression, and there was a teasing smile on the corner of his lips: "My phone is not waterproof, it can only last for ten seconds, what do you think? Said... as soon as possible."
In other words, give me an answer within ten seconds.
Song Ran was already nervous and didn't think about how to speak, but when he was urged by the limited time, he stuttered again as expected. He was "me, me, me" for a long time, and he couldn't hold back a single "I do".
He Zhiyuan's fingers stiffened, and he pulled several strands of hair.
What do you mean, he was issued a card
"No no no no no, not sorry!"
Song Ran covered her mouth, closed her eyes, took a deep breath for a dozen times, and finally shouted out with a heart rate of over 120: "I'd like to be with you and help you raise Bubu!"
He Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief silently, turned off the shower, and said softly, "I am very happy to hear the good news early in the morning."
He stepped out of the shower, stepped barefoot on the champagne-colored carpet, reached for the towel, and began to wipe his hair.
Song Ran heard the silence over there, and her heart skipped a beat: "You... finished washing?"
"Well, it's done."
After washing, that means... Mr. He is now completely naked.
Song Ran knelt down on the bed, clutching the quilt with five fingers, and her ears were dizzy with a faint pink. He couldn't stop imagining some tempting R-level images, such as a wet chest, a swallowing Adam's apple, and a violently contracted abdominal muscle, but he didn't know that the reality was more nosebleed than he imagined.
How eye-catching is He Zhiyuan's figure
Participating in a pool party while reading, he was afraid of the heat, lay on the sun lounger in the corner for a while, drank half a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine, and did nothing else, just caught a pool of bikini mermaids.
Even now, the habit of exercising all the year round keeps his figure at its peak - the chest muscles are firm and elastic, and can be freely controlled; the back muscles are broad, like a pair of armor covering the butterfly bones; the waist line is drawn inward , Narrow and powerful, showing a beautiful inverted triangle shape; the abdominal muscles are clearly shaped, each piece has fresh vitality, and it regularly expands and contracts with the rhythm of breathing, and naturally rises and falls.
Taking out such a figure, it is no less sexy than a male model covered in essential oils in magazines.
Song Ran was a little virgin, and couldn't stand the provocation, so he was confused when he thought of a little bit of masculine sex. He Zhiyuan heard that the rhythm of his breathing had changed, he lowered his head and smiled, and decided to end the topic before the ambiguous atmosphere intensified.
He has measure.
He couldn't eat it when he picked it up in the air, Song Ran felt uncomfortable, and he wouldn't feel better either. You should still keep a good taste, and enjoy it slowly when you meet in the future.
He grabbed the bath towel and wiped it down, and when he wiped it to the lower back, he came up with a new topic: "Since the relationship is confirmed, do you want to consider changing it to a more intimate name?"
Hearing this, Song Ran was stunned for a moment.
Besides Mr. He, what else could he call each other? This seems a bit difficult.
"That, a more intimate name, right?" Song Ran lost his integrity and started brainstorming alone, and in a short while he got two alternatives, which he tentatively presented to the decision-making party, "You prefer me to call you, uh , Zhiyuan... still old, husband?"
He Zhiyuan almost fell in the bathroom.
Of course he was referring to "Zhiyuan", but he never expected Song Ran to pop out a "husband" with a single mouth. At the same time as hearing those two words, a burst of blood rushed to the lower abdomen, and a certain part covered by the bath towel immediately changed from half-hard to full-hard, and jumped vigorously.
A virgin is so flirtatious, even God can't stand it.
Song Ran had too little experience in this area, and she didn't even know it when she was flirting. She was still shyly waiting for an answer, thinking that if He Zhiyuan was unfortunate enough to choose "husband", he might have to use "Hello" instead. It's not as good as "Mr. He".
He Zhiyuan hastily wiped it a couple of times, threw down the bath towel, and said helplessly, "No need to change it, I think 'Mr. He' sounds pretty good, you... you should call it that first."
His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for three days.
He went back to the bedroom, put his phone on the bed in hands-free mode, opened the cloakroom, and pulled out a pair of clean bullet panties.
In this state, it is not easy to wear underwear.
The excited penis has been fully erected, nearly 180 degrees high, the column body is slightly curved inward, shaped like a goose neck, and the top of the penis is slightly attached to the abdomen, and it is hard and painful. He Zhiyuan bent over to put on his underwear, and the small half of his penis was pushed out from the waistband of the trousers. The edge of the fabric just caught the bright red meat head, sometimes rubbing against the coronal sulcus, which was very uncomfortable.
He adjusted the position with his hands and tried to sway it a little, but he still couldn't put it in, so he had to change into a pair of mid-waist underwear, which barely accommodated the energetic genitals.
After five years of empty windows, he considered himself half a beast. If Song Ran couldn't recognize the situation again, he would say two innocent and cute words to tease him, maybe he would be tortured until he couldn't cry on the first night.
Song Ran felt a chill through the phone, shivered inexplicably, and quickly grabbed the blanket and wrapped it tightly around her body.
He reached out and touched his forehead, it was very hot, and the fever didn't subside. Why did it suddenly become cold
On the other end of the phone, He Zhiyuan was wearing only a pair of underwear and blowing his hair, revealing his sturdy body. On the other end of the phone, Song Ran knelt down on the bed, her pajamas and pajamas didn't fall off, and she wrapped herself into a large zongzi.
"Mr. He, I, I have a little immature question."
Song Ran raised his hand nervously, two feet moving under the blanket, Bai Run's five left toes hooked on his right toes.
He Zhiyuan stood up straight and turned off the hair dryer: "You say."
Song Ran asked: "Do you really like me? I am an ordinary person with no merits. You can tie a pole on the road, and you can tie a string like me. I have never been in love before, this is the first time Once, I felt very unhappy. If you are unhappy with me in a few months and want to change to a better one, break up... I will not be able to bear it."
"I really like you, and it's impossible to change people in a few months."
He Zhiyuan did not hesitate, and gave him the most direct affirmative answer: "Before you appeared, I was single for five years, and you were the first person who made me think of starting a family. If I regard you as a child's play, it's blasphemous. It's my own feelings."
Standing in front of the wardrobe, he gradually slid his fingers over a row of flat ironed solid-color shirts, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not looking for a bed partner or a lover. Song Ran, I put you in at the same time. Of the two characters, one will accompany Boob to grow up in the future, and the other will sleep in my arms at night. This is the person who is the closest and most trusted person to me in the second half of my life, and I will not mess around. Maybe I don't think long enough , I made a decision in a single thought and made you feel uneasy, but I promise that my commitment is valid for life."
Song Ran listened to He Zhiyuan's words, and for some reason she wanted to cry.
After steaming the stuffy dumplings for a while, he whispered, "Mr. He, I haven't read any serious books, only a junior high school education."
He Zhiyuan smiled: "I don't care."
"Moreover, I am unstable in receiving manuscripts, and the money I make can't even support myself."
He Zhiyuan encouraged him: "You are still young, you will grow up in the future."
"Then... I'm still sick, I like to count when I have nothing to do, and I can't stop once I count... "
He Zhiyuan was a little annoyed: "Sickness can be cured, even if it is not cured, I don't mind."
Seeing that he couldn't say it, Song Ran slammed the pot and said, "I, I speak rudely, and I scolded you as an idiot last time!"
"you!"
He Zhiyuan abruptly closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, blue veins burst out on his forehead, raised his hand and pulled down a silver-gray shirt. The empty hanger swayed violently on the bar, almost flying out.
"Do you really think I can't cure you?" He turned around and slammed his shirt on the bed, propped up the bed with one hand, grabbed the phone and roared over there, "Song Ran, I'm thirty-one years old this year, and I've already passed. At the age where you talk about whether you like it or not, you have to force me to be naive, okay, I will tell you: junior high school education, unable to support myself, sick, call me a fool... I don't care about these, I just want you, do you understand?!"
Song Ran dazedly grabbed the blanket on his chest, blinked his eyes slowly, then his face quickly turned red, and his heart was beating wildly, turning into a boiling kettle.
"Listen... I understand."
He Zhiyuan asked angrily, "Will you still talk nonsense in the future?"
Song Ran shook his head frantically: "No, don't say it!"
The air finally calmed down, and the smell of gunpowder on the verge of explosion receded. Song Ran held the mobile phone, as if wearing a cassock, built like a statue on the bed, he didn't dare to move an inch of the nest for a long time. The lingering voices lingered in my ears, and one sentence lingered a thousand times, but He Zhiyuan's angry voice - I just want you!
Song Ran gently patted the position of his chest, tears almost fell, just wanted to give He Zhiyuan a yellow card.
This is so foul.
Before Mr. He scolded him, he would be depressed for at least a whole day, but now Mr. He scolded him, and he almost fainted with joy - is this what it feels like to be in love
He leaned back on the bed, bit the corner of the quilt and rolled several times in a row, then moved to the side of the bed again and again, reached out and turned off the overhead light - he wanted to hide in the dark and listen to He Zhiyuan's magnetic voice Talk to him.
Just tell him alone.
This excellent man, his voice, his love, all belong to him alone. Looking around, there is no better man in the world than Mr. He.
Song Ran was so excited that she rolled the beige blanket two more times.
But suddenly, his movements froze.
Can't really find it
He lay there motionless, looking up at the dark ceiling. It was like a curtain, slowly opened to the sides, and on the softly lit screen, the deep and dignified face in the sun and in the window of the car was reflected.