Realizing that he had forgotten the agreement and made a big mistake, Qin Zhan couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.
"Then what?" Song Ye asked in a low voice from under the water, staring at the opponent's movements with his eyes, and the towel under his hand was almost crushed.
Now they are brothers. According to Qin Zhan's younger brother's nature, if he proposed to rub his back and take a bath together, she would definitely throw a towel at him on the spot.
But Qin Zhan didn't come in, but he stayed there and didn't move. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move his eyes away from the barrel.
Even through the hazy mist, Qin Zhan could still see the faintly fair legs of the young man in the wooden barrel. Her legs were very beautiful, long and slender, like a dancer's long legs, with graceful lines. Zhang's face was now white and rosy, and even his cold eyes were immersed in water, looking particularly attractive.
With a bang, Qin Zhan felt that the longing for him after not seeing each other for half a month turned into a fire. The fire quickly licked his body, raising a sea of scorching heat. Although he was standing outside the bathroom, he felt like Use the sauna inside.
Desire slowly crept up from the bottom of his heart, occupying his limbs and making every muscle in his body appear stiff and tight.
In vain, Song Ye felt that the atmosphere around him had changed, especially Qin Zhan's eyes, which were deeper than ever before, revealing the ferocity and danger of a wild beast.
The next second, she heard Qin Zhan's voice, low, hoarse and dull, "Would you like me to rub your back?" He called for consultation before coming back to ask if there was anything he could do. Increase the relationship between each other and let the young man have a heart-to-heart relationship with him earlier. At that time, Ning Yiming laughed and taught his brother, friend and brother Gong to take a bath and rub their backs together, and they were honest with each other.
Qin Zhan felt that Ning Yiming's laughter was a bit obscene and his tricks were unreliable, because he knew that when he faced the young man's body, even if he was naked, his exposed skin would react, and they would definitely be fucked if they took a shower together. Think it's a change of state.
But now that they had actually met him, he felt that Ning Yiming's method might be right. Anyway, he was already mentally abnormal if he fell in love with the boy.
Before the psychological self-construction was completed, the words were spoken involuntarily.
Song Ye took a sharp breath, sucked the water into his nose, and choked and coughed.
"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Qin Zhan couldn't help but take a step forward, with worry in his eyes.
"Stop." Song Ye was frightened by the footsteps and his heart skipped a beat. He looked straight at the past like a sharp arrow. His delicate eyebrows instantly came together. With severe dissatisfaction, he said coldly: "Brother, I have grown up. ”
So, please be careful.
If Qin Zhan is afraid of anything in the world, the answer before was no, but now the answer is Song Ye.
The twenty-six-year-old man fell into a first love complex. His heart and eyes were filled with the sight of the young boy. He wished he could keep the young boy with him all the time, touch her hair gently and smell her scent. At the same time, she was also afraid of seeing her disgust towards herself in the boy's eyes.
At this moment, the young man's eyes were full of deep displeasure.
So, no matter how many impulses and desperations there were, they were all dispelled at this moment, and the half step he took was frozen in place, unable to move forward any further.
Then, his mind came back, and Qin Zhan's eyes fell on the empty mist in front of him, "Well, then you wash slowly."
The bathroom door was closed again, and the man's footsteps stopped ringing. However, the confined space still made Song Ye breathe a sigh of relief. He emerged from the water, feeling that he had been soaking for too long and his brain was dizzy.
After quickly drying his body and putting on clean clothes, Song Ye took a deep breath, calmed down, opened the door and walked out.
In the room, Qin Zhan was already sitting in front of his desk, holding a document in his hand and looking at it. He didn't look up when he heard Song Ye's voice.
"Has the mission been successfully completed?" Song Ye saw that there was nothing strange about the other party. He probably didn't find out his identity, so he walked closer and asked while wiping his hair with a towel.
"Well, everything went well." Qin Zhan's face was expressionless, his eyes still fell on the paper, but the tip of his nose smelled the fragrance of shower gel, mixed with the unique smell of the boy, condensing into a fragrance that penetrated into his mind.
Then, Song Ye's eyes froze because, "Well... you have a nosebleed."
She took out a tissue and handed it to Qin Zhan, feeling that the atmosphere in this situation was a bit subtle.
It was really a very weird scene for a cold and tough man who behaved like a domineering CEO all day long to have a nosebleed.
When Qin Zhan reacted, he touched his nose and saw a touch of red on his fingertips, his embarrassment became even more intense.
"Well, thank you, the weather is too hot." Pretending to be calm, he took the tissue and pressed it to his nose. Qin Zhan felt that the fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose came into his mind more and more clearly, and the moist feeling in the nasal mucosa became stronger. .
Damn it, he had obviously deliberately avoided looking at the boy, but he didn't expect that he couldn't resist the scent.
Perhaps seeing the man's rare embarrassment, Song Ye raised the corner of his mouth and laughed softly, "The weather is dry and it is easy to get angry."
Qin Zhan wiped his nosebleed silently, raised his eyes to see the young man sitting on the bed with a fresh look, and retorted in his heart depressedly.
His anger has nothing to do with the weather, but only with the boy.
When the nosebleed stopped, Song Ye silently looked at the pile of tissues in the trash can, still sighing that the men who served as soldiers were very angry.
However, this embarrassing incident helped to disperse the knot in the bathroom. After not seeing each other for half a month, Song Ye was also worried about Qin Zhan, "You're not injured, are you?"
She asked in a normal way, but Qin Zhan was a little surprised. His deep gaze met the young man's cold eyes, "Are you caring about me?"
Song Ye didn't know why, "Does it look like you have ulterior motives?"
"..." Qin Zhan was choked by this, and he immediately knew that the young man was hinting at his previous distrust of her. For a moment, he had no choice but to accept the ridicule, raised the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "No, I am just happy."
It was true that the boy cared about him, but he rarely expressed it verbally. Now that he could hear it in person, his feelings were naturally different.
Especially a certain eldest brother who secretly has an impure heart for his younger brother, and is even more eager for his younger brother's protection and care.
Finally, until Song Ye left, Qin Zhan was still lying on the bed recalling the words that were ironing in his heart, and then recalling the pair of slender legs of the young man who seemed to be missing in the wooden bucket in the bathroom, white and red. Looking at the delicate face with water drops, he took a deep breath, and he suddenly felt that he had made the right choice.
Even if a hundred ribs are broken by Song Ye and he is kidnapped by his side, it is still worth it.