A fresh aroma accompanied by mist filled my breath as the door of the room opened. The person who pushed open the door was leaning lazily against the door, and he only had a bath towel loosely draped around his waist. Water droplets slipped through his wet silk and slowly slid down along his clear skin.
Xue Lan stiffly withdrew his gaze from following the falling water drops. He swallowed and subconsciously reached out to touch the tip of his nose.
Duan Wen Zheng leaned against the door and watched his awkward movements with a smile.
Under his gaze, Xue Lan lowered his head unconsciously, but his sight fell on the bath towel that Duan Wenzheng casually draped around his waist as he did so.
"… "
Xue Lan's lips were beating faster and faster, and he didn't know where to look.
Just when he was at a loss, Duan Wenzheng reached out and pulled him into the room.
The door of the room closed with a bang.
Duan Wenzheng was also looking at him with interest, but Xue Lan's eyes moved left and right unnaturally under his gaze.
At this moment, Duan Wenzheng was simply a little demon who brought disaster to the country. A cold "king" like Wen Yan would definitely not want to attend the morning court after seeing him like this. He would just want to hang out with him... Bah! What the hell was I thinking!
Xue Lan hurriedly raised the space bar in front of him: "Give it back to you."
Duan Wenzheng looked at him with his face red from cheeks to ears, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
He looked at Xue Lan's shy and timid appearance and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you taken a shower?"
Xue Lan shook his head blankly.
Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows and said naturally, "Go take a shower."
"No need?"
Xue Lan looked at him blankly, wondering when LGW became so particular. It was just a meal, but he had to take a shower and change clothes first? And after eating out, he had to take a shower when he came back, right
Under Duan Wenzheng's disapproving gaze, Xue Lan wavered and insisted: "Wash now, and you will have to wash again later..."
Duan Wen Zheng casually fiddled with the zipper on his collar and couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the words.
"Do you want to go by yourself now, or..." He slowly and leisurely pulled the zipper down a little bit: "You want me to help you?"
"..." Xue Lan's face flushed instantly, and he frantically tried to pull his coat back from Duan Wenzheng's hands: "I, I'll wash it myself."
"Where are you going?" Duan Wenzheng grabbed the person who wanted to leave through the door, and grabbed someone who wanted to escape: "Just take a shower here."
His hoarse voice brushed past Xue Lan's ears, and the touch of his lips brushing against the tip of her ear made Xue Lan tense like a boiling kettle. Xue Lan couldn't escape from the door that was just a stone's throw away, and didn't care about the coat that slipped off during the struggle, and ran into Duan Wenzheng's bathroom.
Xue Lan stood in front of the mirror, doubting his life. Looking at his red face in the mirror, he patted his burning cheeks in annoyance, hoping that the embarrassing blush would fade away quickly.
But... it's already eight thirty.
They were going to have dinner together in half an hour, why was he taking a shower in Duan Wenzheng's room? !
Just then, there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"You really don't need my help?"
"No, no need!" Although the door was locked, he was still afraid that Duan Wenzhen would really come in to "help", so he quickly took off his clothes and rushed to the shower to take a bath.
Duan Wenzheng heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and in a good mood he sat down beside the bed holding his coat and waited.
Such a wait was both joyful and long. Just listening to the sound of water and the occasional rustling sound in the bathroom made him feel pleasant and unbearable.
His eyes inadvertently fell on the coat at the side of him.
The pocket of Xue Lan's jacket was bulging, and no one knew what was stuffed inside.
Duan Wenzheng remembered the sneaky look on the child's face when he went to Xue Lan's room.
Is this the surprise he wanted to give himself
Could it be that his child... secretly bought some toys for himself
The more Duan Wenzheng thought about it, the more he felt that this must be the case.
Although he was also looking forward to seeing Xue Lan giving the thing to him, but since it was for him, it wouldn't matter if he accepted it first, right
…
Xue Lan finally finished his shower, and his cell phone had already rang for the second time. He opened WeChat in confusion while drying his hair.
Qing has seen the truth: What is the situation
Qing has seen the truth:
Qing has seen the truth: Why don’t you speak
Qing has seen the truth: ... Do you want me to save you?
Xue Lan wiped his hair in confusion. Why did Zhou Kanqing come to save him? Xue Lan typed a few question marks in confusion and calculated the time. It was almost 8:50.
Could it be that the party started earlier and everyone went downstairs, leaving only Duan Wenzheng and I
Thinking of this, Xue Lan quickly put away his phone and ran out of the bathroom.
Duan Wen Zheng was sitting on the bed with his back to him, his head down, wondering what he was thinking about.
"Are you ready?" Xue Lan walked over suspiciously: "Let's hurry up."
Duan Wenzheng still didn't say anything.
If it was ten minutes ago, Duan Wenzheng might have been distracted when hearing this sentence.
But now—
Seeing that Duan Wenzheng did not answer him and even sat on the edge of the bed with his back to him, Xue Lan walked to Duan Wenzheng's side puzzledly and wanted to see what he was doing.
Just when he got close to Duan Wenzheng, he suddenly realized that Duan Wenzheng was lowering his head, and what he was holding in his hand was the unfolded... "resetwind" light sign!!
Xue Lan took a breath of cold air. Sensing something was wrong, he immediately turned around and ran!
But before he could take two steps, he was grabbed by the collar and pulled back.
"Why are you running?" Duan Wenzheng's voice was filled with a creepy smile: "No need to explain, what is this 'resetwind'?"
"…" Xue Lan, who was grabbed by the collar, struggled for a long time but failed to escape the clutches of the devil. He cried but could not. "Nothing, nothing."
"Where did it come from?"
"I, I picked it up."
"Picked it up?" Duan Wenzheng obviously didn't believe such a statement.
"Really." Xue Lan couldn't break free of his hand, and she almost cried: "It was outside the competition venue, someone handed it out, I wanted to cheer for you and the captain, so I secretly took a copy..."
"oh."
Xue Lan was not sure whether Duan Wenzheng believed what he said, and anxiously looked for an opportunity to slip away.
Duan Wenzheng noticed his struggle and picked up the child who kept trying to escape in the tug of war. But he seemed to lose his patience. Finally, he felt dizzy during Xue Lan's struggle and fell into the soft blanket with a cry of weightlessness.
The fresh fragrance of shower gel and the scent of Duan Wenzheng in the quilt also permeated into my heart.
"that's all?"
His struggle was also firmly suppressed by the person who was covering him.
"Yeah." Xue Lan finally came back to his senses and tried to figure out what Duan Wenzhen's question meant in his short-circuited brain.
"But why did I hear 'resetwind' is called that... CP fan?"
“Is that so?”
"you do not know?"
"I don't know." Xue Lan swallowed secretly.
"Oh?" Duan Wenzheng lowered his head, his eyes dark and unrecognizable: "Then what are the 'r' and 'w' on my keyboard?"
“?!”
Duan Wenzheng's words made Xue Lan look away in fear. If he could still prove that the light board he had just picked up was real, then the names reset and win that he had made up seemed extremely far-fetched.
He struggled once more to push away the man with a strong aura of aggression above his head, but his subconscious push hit the chest.
Xue Lan froze.
The chest with clear texture at his fingertips was throbbing with heat, and he moved his hand away as if he had been electrocuted.
Only then did he realize that their posture was extremely dangerous.
At this moment, Duan Wen Zheng pressed down his legs to prevent him from struggling, and supported his arms at his sides to restrict his movement. Most importantly... Duan Wen Zheng was still only wearing a bath towel.
He hurriedly tried to get out from Duan Wenzheng's side, but Duan Wenzheng discovered his intention, grabbed his struggling wrists and pressed them down on his head.
Xue Lan's alarm bells rang loudly. He was like a fish on a chopping board, unable to move. The bath towel on Duan Wenzheng's body also became shaky due to the actions of the two people just now.
The temperature of Xue Lan's face became hot again. He didn't even dare to look up at the person in front of him. But even though his eyes were wandering, what he saw was still the distinct texture and thin layer of sweat on Duan Wenzheng's body.
Xue Lan's heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest.
This was the first time he realized that the person in front of him was the paper man he had liked for many years, his good brother whom he wanted to protect, his teammate who fought side by side with him, and also... a man of the same gender as him.
Unfortunately, he himself is also... male and likes men.
"Be more honest." Duan Wenzhen looked down at him, his eyes moving from his flushed face to the tip of his ear, which he couldn't help but want to bite, then to his slightly powdered neck and the equally intoxicating collarbone under his collar that was pulled open during the rubbing.
Duan Wenzhen's eyes were dim, and he had long forgotten what question he had asked the moment before.
He freed up his other fingertips to stroke the edge of the collar on the button side, the movement was slow and painstaking, which made Xue Lan feel like a piece of fish that needed to be carved, while Duan Wenzheng was a chef with exquisite knife skills, considering where to start the cut to get the most delicious and thin fish fillets.
"Duan, Duan Wenzheng..."
After Xue Lan finished speaking, he realized that his voice had become hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper.
Duan Wenzheng continued to coax him: "Didn't you just ask me to go faster?"
"..." Xue Lan didn't know where to look anymore. He continued to struggle and tried to pull his hand back with tears in his eyes.
"Then let's hurry up—"
At this moment, there was a sudden and soul-stirring knock on the door like the sound of a drum! !
"Reset, are you there?!" Xie Zhinian's anxious voice came from outside the door.
The charming atmosphere in the room just a second ago was instantly shattered, and even the souls of the two people were almost shaken away by the soul-stirring sound of banging on the door.
"Reset?!"
"Zhou Kanqing said that you pulled your anus out because you were too sad. Are you okay?!"
"Reset, if you don't open the door, I'm going in?!"
…
Duan Wenzheng's dark expression shattered bit by bit. He lowered his head and squeezed out a name from between his teeth.
"Zhou! Xi! Qing?!"