He didn't pay attention when he came in, only now did he realize that the door of the bathroom was actually frosted glass, and the figure of the person inside could be faintly seen.

Thinking of Zhuang Jingchun taking off his clothes and taking a bath inside, Xu Xizhou's face was inexplicably hot, he quickly turned on the TV, and tried his best to divert his attention.

The heater in the house must be too hot. Xu Xizhou opened the window and held the remote control in his hand, but he didn't watch the program on the TV at all. He was distracted, and remembered the soft touch on the beach at sunset when he turned his face.

Stop, you are just an agreement, you must not have any unreasonable thoughts about that guy!

Don't be fooled by his beauty!

The bathroom door was opened, and Zhuang Jingchun came out wearing a nightgown, surrounded by water vapor. The dark blue silk nightgown was loosely wrapped around him, making him more fair-skinned and red-lipped.

And the man's green eyes stained with water vapor, under the warm yellow light, are like emeralds soaked in honey, with an irresistible attraction.

Xu Xizhou took his eyes off his face with difficulty, took a sip of the mineral water on the table.

"Don't you wash? You're covered in sand."

Zhuang Jingchun sat on the other side and began to wipe her hair.

Xu Xizhou stayed for a few seconds before he realized it, grabbed his pajamas and rushed into the bathroom.

There was still heat and water vapor in the small bathroom, mixed with a faint fragrance of cologne, which was the smell of Zhuang Jingchun.

Xu Xizhou twisted the sprinkler and the water rushed down, but he felt his face even hotter.

He hurriedly took a battle bath, and before he had time to blow his hair, he got on the bed.

Zhuang Jingchun leaned on the head of the bed with a copy of "Butterfly Dream" on his knees. He took off his glasses and glanced at Xu Xizhou.

"Why don't you blow your hair?"

"I didn't find a hairdryer..." Xu Xizhou didn't dare to look at him.

"in my side."

Zhuang Jingchun sat up, took the hair dryer, and bent over to hand it to him. The bathrobe on his body was already loose. After bending over like this, Xu Xizhou could see clearly the place below the collarbone.

Zhuang Jingchun looks thin, but Xu Xizhou did not expect that he has beautiful and smooth abdominal muscles. Obviously, the hidden strength of this body should not be underestimated.

Xu Xizhou took the hair dryer, turned his face hastily, got out of bed and went to the balcony.

Zhuang Jingchun looked at him sitting at the balcony door blowing his hair, laughed lightly, opened the book in his hand again, and read it with great interest.

The next morning, when Zhuang Jingchun woke up, he was surprised to find that he was the only one in the room. When he was wondering, he suddenly heard the sound of a horn coming from downstairs.

When he walked to the balcony, he saw that Xu Xizhou was riding on a small electric donkey, looking up and waving at him enthusiastically.

"Where did it come from?"

Going downstairs, Zhuang Jingchun held her arms and looked at him suspiciously.

"I borrowed it from the landlord. It's all small roads and it's not convenient to drive, but riding an electric bike is just right."

With a smile on his face, Xu Xizhou handed him the helmet and patted his back seat.

"Come up."

Zhuang Jingchun held the helmet in her hand and looked a little embarrassed.

Seeing his hesitant look, Xu Xizhou raised his brows slightly, "Why, don't you worry about my driving skills? Or does Master Zhuang feel ashamed to sit on this little electric donkey?"

Zhuang Jingchun's lips moved, "Is there only one?"

"I finally borrowed this one. If you don't get in the car, I'll go first, and I have to go to the gallery."

"etc."

Zhuang Jingchun put on his helmet and reluctantly sat in his back seat.

He is almost thirty years old, sitting in the back seat of an eighteen-year-old kid, he always feels a little self-esteem...

Zhuang Jingchun hung her hands stiffly, trying to maintain her balance.

Xu Xizhou was wearing a dark green jacket with a beige shirt underneath. The wind from the sea rolled up the hem of his shirt, revealing a thin waistline.

Zhuang Jingchun subconsciously pinched his shirt and pressed the hem.

Xu Xizhou was driving to the corner, when a bicycle came in front of him, a little girl of a few years old was riding on it, probably because he was nervous, he rode crookedly. Xu Xizhou was afraid of hitting her and braked suddenly.

Between the light and flint, Zhuang Jingchun wrapped his arms around his waist in a conditioned reflex.

Seeing that the little girl smiled sweetly at him and rode to the other side, Xu Xizhou let out a light breath.

"This is your driving technique?"

A sarcastic voice came from behind his ears, and despite the helmet, Xu Xizhou could still imagine Zhuang Jingchun's expression at the moment.

He was about to fight back, but found that something was holding his waist. He looked down and saw two white and slender hands tightly clasping his waist.

Che, this guy mocked him in his mouth, but his body was quite honest.

Xu Xizhou's mood improved inexplicably, he hummed a song, accelerated and drove forward.

After breakfast, the two went to the most famous art gallery in the town.

This gallery showcases the works of some avant-garde painters in a variety of styles and gorgeous colors.

When Xu Xizhou strolled to the innermost room, he was suddenly attracted by a painting.

Among the many brightly colored paintings, this cool-toned painting stands out. The background of the painting is a dark forest. A mother is sitting under the tree and crying while holding her infant. All the figures are twisted and grotesque, giving a heavy and sad feeling.

Xu Xizhou instantly remembered the dream he had. For some reason, he looked at the painting and seemed to be able to feel the despair of the mother.

Coincidentally, the author of this painting is also a Chinese.

Zhuang Jingchun found that he had been staring at the painting, with a worried expression on his face.

After leaving the gallery, he finally couldn't help it and looked at Xu Xizhou tentatively.

"Have you ever thought about going to your biological parents?"