It is true that Ye Xiuyuan is a little inconvenient here, but he went to run several laps today, and he was sweating, and he couldn't stand the sticky feeling.
There should be no problem. Xiao Mo glanced at Ye Xiuyuan and walked into the bathroom with his clothes.
Ye Xiuyuan lay on the bed reservedly, his eyes unconsciously turned to the silhouette of the bathroom.
When Xiao Mo walked out, he found Ye Xiuyuan sitting up and wiping his nose with paper. Xiao Mo looked at the big red patch on the paper and said, "Brother Ye, what's wrong with you?"
There was no change on Ye Xiuyuan's face, and he replied calmly: "The weather is dry and things are dry, and it is easy to get angry."
Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows and couldn't agree with Ye Xiuyuan's words. It had been very cold in the past few days and it rained the day before yesterday.
"Yeah?"
Ye Xiuyuan nodded, all he thought about was the beautiful scene he just saw. It was just a pity that there was too much steam in the end and it was blocked directly, otherwise
But Ye Xiuyuan looked at Xiao Mo's chest in confusion, feeling that the boy's chest seemed different from theirs, as if there were a few more kilograms of meat.
Is it possible that young men are special, only growing more flesh on their chests but not at all on other parts of their bodies
Ye Xiuyuan lived in a military camp when he was a child and didn't understand the things between men and women, which made him miss the opportunity to reveal Xiao Mo's vest again.
Ye Xiuyuan lay obediently on the bed, like a little lamb being slaughtered.
Xiao Mo thought of teasing and said deliberately: "Is Xiao Xiuyuan waiting for my favor?"
Xiao Mo leaned down and said ambiguously, his hot breath hitting Ye Xiuyuan's neck, as if that patch of skin was burning.
By chance, Ye Xiuyuan hummed at this time. Even though Ye Xiuyuan was shy and did not look at Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo could still hear the clear hum.
Xiao Mo cursed secretly: "You annoying little goblin." Xiao Mo kissed her.
Ye Xiuyuan didn't know where to put his hands. He was as innocent as an unmarried young daughter-in-law, exuding a youthful aura.
But only Xiao Mo knew that the man in front of him was white and black, and his movements on his lips were not as shy as he showed.
The two of them didn't know how long they had been tired of it, but there was a knock on the door outside.
"Mo Mo, Xiuyuan, are you hungry? Grandma made some noodles. Eat some."
Xiao Mo spent a lot of effort to push Ye Xiuyuan away: "Grandma, we're not hungry, you can eat."
"Okay, you guys go to bed early."
The sound of Grandma Zhang's footsteps gradually faded away. The blush on Ye Xiuyuan's ears had not faded yet. Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, man." He said it without unnecessary words, but his body was more sincere than anyone else.
If there wasn't a tough battle to be fought tomorrow, she wouldn't let Ye Xiuyuan go so easily.
Xiao Mo threw the pillow to Ye Xiuyuan and said, "Sleep." Then he fell on the bed alone.
Ye Xiuyuan, holding a pillow in his hand: "."
Xiao Mo's posture was like that of a ruthless scumbag, but the aggrieved wife Ye could only put down a pillow and sleep next to Xiao Mo.
Ye Xiuyuan still shrank his hand, feeling that the flesh on the boy's chest was a little too soft, like cotton, and felt quite comfortable.
But he only dared to say this in his heart. If he said it out loud, he was afraid that he would never be able to sleep with the boy.
When Xiao Mo arrived, he found a little night spirit holding him hand and foot.
Although he was so strong, Xiao Mo didn't break away yet. Head full of black lines.
(End of chapter)