I was rented monthly after I became a virtual boyfriend

The bathtub in the rental house was narrow and short, and Xiu Watanabe sat in it with long hands and long legs, and the water level did not reach his knees when he bent his legs, so he could only wipe it with a towel.

The sound of drizzling water filled the echo.

The charm in the air is getting thicker and thicker.

Su Heran clasped the bathtub tightly with one hand until it turned white, while the other hand held the towel and mechanically sank and floated in the water.

Through the towel, the well-proportioned muscles under the water still have a strong sense of presence, which is the beauty of strength that an otaku like him does not have.

Enviable.

Xiu Du was tickled by the careful touch, looked at the little hedgehog's groping hands, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Su Heran, bathing for the blind?"

From the beginning to the end, he tilted his head and dared not look at it.

Su Heran's face was dry and hot, and he said stubbornly: "You don't understand, this is a professional technique."

"Can it be cleaned without looking at it?" Xiudu questioned.

"Yes!" To prove himself, Su Heran gritted his teeth and exerted force on his hands, but the towel slipped in the water, and his fingertips touched Xiudu's abdominal muscles.

To be precise, it is a mermaid line.

Su Heran: "!!!"

Xiudu stared at the large area of ​​redness on the back of his neck, understood in his heart, and asked curiously: "Could you be..."

"I didn't!" Su Heran said loudly.

"I haven't said what it is yet." Xiudu laughed.

Su Heran felt the ridicule in the tone of the other party, similar to how adults look at elementary school students in love, as if they are looking at a childish ghost, which symbolizes absolute status suppression.

Strong self-esteem forced him to turn his head and stare at Xiudu's face without blinking.

Seems to say, look, I'm natural.

"You're blushing." Xiu Du reminded kindly.

The strength in the opponent's hand fluctuated from light to heavy, which made him unable to stop his thoughts.

Su Heran said righteously: "It's too hot."

The bathroom was airtight, and it was normal for the mist to make people's faces hot and red.

Xiu Du nodded, "Continue."

Su Heran: "..."

After a few twists and turns in his heart, his eyes slowly fell into the water, only thinking that he was a ruthless bathing machine.

Everyone is a man, just look at it.

Anyway, it's not me who suffers.

Xiudu ran out of shower gel for some reason, so he had no choice but to requisition Su Heran's.

The smell of milk soon filled the nostrils.

Su Heran was holding the bath ball, the slippery touch made him mad, he hesitated for a moment when he encountered some inconvenience, and swept over it vigorously by closing his eyes through the mist.

The person lying in the bathtub let out a hum.

But the sound upset the balance in the air.

Su Heran glanced uncontrollably across the water, and broke down completely after discovering something: "You! Perverted!"

How could he face himself...

Seeing the little hedgehog blushing, Xiudu also felt hot and uncomfortable, and explained in a hoarse voice: "It's a normal person who will be like this every time he is touched by someone he likes, and I'm not a monk."

Su Heran concluded: "..."

The person I like, these four words made him completely forget his dialectical words.

Xiudu reminded with burning ears: "If you don't want to have an accident, wash it quickly."

Su Heran was angry, but Satan knew that what he said made sense. After struggling for a long while, he controlled his nervous breathing, and quickly rinsed the pot, trying to get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

It's just that his thoughts still couldn't help but fly wildly.

First of all, the rumors that the anchors said that Xiudu was not good were false.Secondly, the glimpse just now through the misty water made him also feel a deep sense of inferiority as a man.

hateful.

But it's okay, he's only 20 years old, and he can still grow.

The long torture was finally over, and Su Heran was covered in a thin layer of sweat. Just when he thought Liberation was going to escape, Xiudu stood by the sink, holding a hair dryer and looking at him pitifully.

Su Heran: "..."

All right, send the Buddha to the West.

Xiudu was wearing a bathrobe loosely on his body, but this time unexpectedly he didn't say a word, just stood obediently.

Su Heran's calm attitude flattered him, he adjusted the heat of the wind in his hand, and said softly: "Come here."

Xiudu moved two steps very obediently.

But the height difference between the two is still difficult to ignore, and it is difficult for Su Heran to blow the hair on the top even on tiptoe.

In the end, I could only bear the humiliation and said, "You should be low, I can't reach it."

Xiudu still didn't say a word, and leaned slightly.

This low, the original friendly distance between the two was suddenly shortened, and Junyi's face instantly magnified in front of his eyes.

The drops of water hanging from the tail of her hair hung on her eyelashes, Su Heran met her straight eyes, her Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, and forced her eyes to look away.

The only sound left in the air was the sound of the hair dryer.

Xiudu's comfortable eyes narrowed slightly, and the gentle fingers in his hair made him tremble slightly.

The scent belonging to Su Heran lingered on the tip of his nose, and the suppressed possessive desire began to clamor wildly.

Su Heran patiently blew the corner of his mouth and subconsciously hooked it.

He found that Xiudu's hair was usually angular, but his hair was unexpectedly soft.

Today the man doesn't seem as bad as usual.

But before this thought took shape, a big hand quietly wrapped around his waist.

Su Heran: "..."

Did he give himself poisonous milk?

"Let go!" Su Heran turned off the hair dryer and struggled gently, as expected, he had no good intentions, it was he who relaxed his vigilance and underestimated the enemy.

Half disabled are so restless.

Xiudu leaned his half-dry head on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Heran, call me A'Du."

He can't wait to hear the little hedgehog's voice now.

The deep voice made people feel numb, and Su Heran could smell his own scent on the other party.

A sudden sense of possession invaded the mind.

He refused, saying, "No, get out of the way."

"Please." Xiu Du said.

Su Heran: "..."

I really want to record it for the Hoshino TV staff to listen to.

Xiudu hugged him tightly, rubbed against his neck without a trace, and lowered his voice: "Please."

The last line of defense collapsed suddenly, and the enthusiasm on his face began to pervade, Su Heran complied with the unreasonable request softly: "A'Du."

"Call again."

Su Heran: "Don't push yourself too hard!"

"My arm hurts, please."

"..."

Hateful moral kidnapping.

Su Heran gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "Adu, Adu, Adu, Adu, Adu, Adu..."

One time listening is enough, satisfied.

The childish repetition was not over yet, it stopped abruptly.

Su Heran froze all over.

Xiudu kissed him on the neck.

The persistent mist in the air was like a catalyst for ambiguity, and the bathrobe couldn't cover anything, and Su Heran felt something under his tighter and tighter embrace.

Any adult knows what that means.

Su Heran's head buzzed.

Almost embarrassed, he pushed away the person who was hugging him.

Xiu Du's arms were inconvenient, so he staggered backwards.

Su Heran wanted to reach out to help but his hand was pulled back in the air, the blush spread from the base of the ear, he hesitated for a while and then stammered: "You... you can solve it yourself!"

After speaking, he ran out without looking back.

The remaining hot air suddenly dissipated, Xiudu looked at the leaving back and sighed.

The little hedgehog was really cruel and left him here alone.

Su Heran fed Xiaoran with dull eyes in the room, he was particularly concerned about the movement outside the door, the redness at the tips of his ears didn't go away, but became more and more intense.

He felt a brand on his neck, which was extremely hot.

"Meow!"

A sharp meow interrupted his distraction.

"Hiss—" Su Heran shook off Xiaoran who was biting warningly on the back of his hand, and when he lowered his head, he realized that the food had overflowed from the bowl.

Xiao Ran frowned and punched him bang bang.

Su Heran smiled and said: "I'm sorry, don't you just love to eat, eat more and eat more."

"Meow!" Xiao Ran turned around noblely.

"You can't eat it!" Su Heran grabbed it.

Just as one person and one cat were wrestling together, there was a sudden bang sound outside, Su Heran bounced up reflexively, and rushed out of the room without thinking.

The sound came from Xiudu's room.

The door was pushed open, and Su Heran saw Xiudu standing intact, and paused when he entered.

Xiu Du looked puzzled.

"Ah...I..." Su Heran was at a loss for words.

Seeing the kettle on the ground, Xiudu understood, and said softly, "I accidentally knocked over the kettle just now when I was making the bed."

So the little hedgehog cared so much about him.

"Oh." Su Heran neither entered nor exited, seeing Xiu Du hanging his arms and staring at him, finally blushing as if giving up, and said: "Let me help you make the bed."

After Xiudu was lying safely in the bed with all his beard and tail, Su Heran was completely relieved.

Or else don't owe others lightly, or you'll have to worry about making the bed.

He was about to escape when Xiu Du stopped him: "I have something to tell you."

Su Heran knew that he had bad intentions by looking at the other person's expression, this time he kept a safe distance very cleverly, and muttered in a low voice: "Old fried dough stick."

"You think I'm old?" Xiudu said in shock.

Su Heran: "..."

The ears are still pointed.

"Tell me what's the matter." Su Heran suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth when he saw Xiu Du as if he had been seriously injured.

Xiudu had no bad intentions at first, but he was successfully stimulated by an old fritter. He lifted the quilt and patted the seat next to him, "Come here and say it."

Su He suddenly blushed.

The momentum that had gained the upper hand just now was completely gone.

"Come on." Xiudu didn't wear glasses, and the rogue looked pitiful, "My arm hurts."

Su Heran: "..."

He found out that Xiudu now uses the pain in his arm as a token to avoid death.

"Say it or not." Su Heran turned around angrily.

"Ah, good, good, little ancestor." Xiudu grabbed his hand with difficulty, and said solemnly: "I won't tease you, something really happened."

Su Heran's footsteps were successfully trapped by a sentence of "little ancestor", and the beating of his heart suddenly missed a beat.

He turned his head stiffly, "What...what's the matter."

Seeing that he didn't break free from the hand he was holding, Xiudu was in a good mood for no reason, and asked softly: "Tomorrow my parents are returning home, do you want to come home with me?"

Su Heran didn't react, "Huh?"

"Come home with me." Xiudu said directly.

Su Heran's head thumped.

At three o'clock in the morning, Su Heran was lying on the bed tossing and turning. It was already winter, but he felt stuffy and hot, and the burning feeling on his face lingered.

He recalled Xiudu's invitation a few hours ago.

He actually called himself home.

The more Su Heran thought about it, the more he felt that it was outrageous, the beating of blood hitting the eardrum made him lose his mind.

He refused.

But why did he care so much about this matter.

Can't figure it out.

But rather than saying it was a refusal, it might be better to say that Xiudu gave him a step down, because under the huge impact he chose to remain silent.

Xiudu just changed the subject and asked, "Can we meet tomorrow?"

Su Heran couldn't think of a reason why he didn't see him, so he said goodbye.

Then Xiu Du gently squeezed his fingers and said goodnight to him.

Su Heran's heart became a mess.

He suddenly felt that he was unwilling to let go of Xiu Du's hand.

He felt that Xiudu was looking forward to his affirmative answer, but because of his panic, he didn't ask.

Su Heran felt a little uncomfortable.

He was buried under the quilt with only his eyes exposed, and memories began to flow up bit by bit involuntarily.

Xiu Du met him not long ago, but a lot happened.

From the first meeting in the hospital, to the cautious approach in the game wearing a vest, to the awkward getting along on the first day of cohabitation, they all played back in my mind.

But the thoughts gradually began to drift away, and finally became the warm embrace of the other party restraining temptation, the unconcealable distress in the eyes when sick, the obvious preference in the face of public opinion, the turbulent confession over and over again when drunk, the heartbeat close to the ear when kissing, And the sincerity of the person who invited you home just now...

Now as long as Su Heran closes his eyes, Xiudu is all in his mind.

Whether it is good or bad, he cares about it very much.

This feeling has never been felt in the past 20 years. Su Heran was a little scared, but he was not stupid.

He felt the strong beating of the heart in his chest, raised his hand to press his hot cheek, and realized something belatedly.

He... likes Xiudu.

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