Xia Xingcheng looked at Yang Youming hard in the dark. He wanted to see his expression clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Yang Youming was silent for a while, then suddenly stretched out a hand towards Xia Xingcheng, the hand fell beside his collarbone, grabbed the edge of the bathrobe that was open on his chest, and slipped down the soft fabric between his fingers.
Xia Xingcheng was stunned, he didn't dare to move.
Yang Youming's fingers slid until it was close to his upper abdomen before stopping. He pulled the bathrobe to the middle, and then clamped the other side of the bathrobe with his fingers and pulled it towards the middle.
Xia Xingcheng was originally wide open, until the white chest and abdomen under the quilt were completely covered by the bathrobe.
Yang Youming said, "Go to sleep."
Xia Xingcheng was not reconciled, his chest heaved violently, raised his hand and put it down, wanting to ask for an answer, he called: "Brother Ming—"
"It's very late," Yang Youming interrupted him, in a tone that could not be disobeyed.
Xia Xingcheng closed his mouth immediately. He saw Yang Youming turn his back on him, so he could only take a deep breath and lay down and closed his eyes.
He was in a complicated mood. Those restless feelings and entangled questions kept his heartbeat from calming down. He could even hear his own heartbeat even when he was lying down so quietly. And obviously he was extremely tired, but his mind was very clear. He thought about Yang Youming repeatedly, and later even unwillingly took off the bathrobe and threw it out of the bed, so he slept naked in the same quilt with Yang Youming.
But Yang Youming didn't give any response, Xia Xingcheng didn't even know if he fell asleep.
Lying unwillingly, Xia Xingcheng gradually became unconscious and fell into a deep sleep.
When Xia Xingcheng woke up, it was already the next morning.
He opened his eyes, first pressed his forehead painfully, and endured the headache after being drunk, and then he found himself wrapped in a quilt and sleeping in the middle of the big bed, his head sunk between the two pillows, and Yang Youming beside him had disappeared .
Xia Xingcheng sat up on the bed and covered his face with his hands. He drank too much last night, but he wasn't too drunk, and he still remembered clearly what he said and did. It's just some words and some things. Under the double cover of alcohol and darkness, he may be able to dare to speak and act, but once he is soberly exposed to the sunlight of the day, he dares nothing.
He sat quietly for a while. The bowl of millet porridge he drank before going to bed last night turned into the urge to urinate in the morning. He opened the quilt in half, and found that he was not wearing any underwear, and was embarrassed when he woke up in the morning, so he quickly covered the quilt. , turned sideways to find the bathrobe that was thrown by the bed.
Turns out the bathrobe wasn't there either.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't hold it any longer, he glanced into the room with his head probe, and found no trace of Yang Youming within his line of sight, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed naked, wanting to go directly to the bathroom downstairs.
What he didn't expect was that just as he walked to the entrance of the stairs, he encountered Yang Youming who was about to come upstairs.
Yang Youming raised his eyes to see him, and stopped immediately.
Xia Xingcheng quickly turned around and ran back to the bed, completely covering himself with the quilt.
After a while, Yang Youming came up and saw him wrapped in a quilt, with only a red face that seemed to drip blood outside.
Yang Youming held Xia Xingcheng's clean clothes from the hotel in his hand. He didn't say anything, put the clothes on the bed for him, then turned and left.
Xia Xingcheng didn't care so much at this time, and hurriedly put on his clothes and ran to the bathroom.
When he came out again, he saw Yang Youming standing in front of the large French windows in the living room on the first floor, looking at the swimming pool outside.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't forget the embarrassing scene just now. When he walked to Yang Youming's side, he blushed again and whispered, "Brother Ming."
He was wearing the pink T-shirt from yesterday, but his hair was messed up and his glasses were gone. In fact, it wasn't just the glasses that were missing. His room card and mobile phone were not around. They left them by the pool last night and never picked them up. Maybe they were taken away by someone.
Yang Youming glanced at him and asked, "Did you sleep well?"
Xia Xingcheng said, "It's good."
Yang Youming nodded, "Let's have breakfast."
Xia Xingcheng asked, "Are we together?"
Yang Youming heard the words and asked, "Don't want to eat?"
Xia Xingcheng said quickly: "If you want to eat, let's go together."
After coming out of Yang Youming's villa, Xia Xingcheng deliberately glanced at the swimming pool and didn't see anything from him, so he thought about going to Wei Zehui or Tan Xueyue to ask. But no matter who he was looking for, he had to apologize to Qin Xueyue. Although what happened last night was an accident, he didn't give Qin Xueyue any face.
Someone was running along the edge of the pool in the morning, a little far from here, but a young actor could be seen.
The man looked in their direction as he ran.
Xia Xingcheng silently followed Yang Youming to the cafeteria for breakfast, and when he entered, he saw Chen Hailan sitting with You Shu and Cai Meiting, already having breakfast.