When Tang Yifeng came to Han Zhiyuan's apartment, it was three days later. I saw his dark black cap and a mask covering himself tightly, and a pair of sunglasses on those cold and arrogant eyes, covering all his sharpness, only the maroon hair that was exposed outside, which was finely broken. It was soft against his fair skin, and he was dressed in casual clothes and a backpack, which reduced his sharpness a lot. In this way, he didn't look like a big star, but like a youthful college student.

However, even if he covered himself like a zongzi, his tall and thin figure and his hard-to-hide temperament were still easily noticeable.

Han Zhiyuan opened the door with a smile, and then looked like a welcome gesture, but Tang Yifeng had a calm expression. Anyway, since I dare to come, I am not afraid of what you will do.

"Sit whatever you want." Han Zhiyuan seemed to greet a friend who he hadn't seen for a long time. He didn't have any embarrassment about meeting his opponents in the past, as if those tit-for-tat confrontations in the past were fake. For a moment, Tang Yifeng felt that this person seemed to be a different person. of.

"What would you like to drink?" Han Zhiyuan was very casual at home, with a slightly loose waistcoat and sweatpants, but he couldn't hide his tall and strong figure, especially the masculine smell exuding from his body just after exercising, which made him very attractive as a man. And the flip-flops he was casually dragging made him feel more casual and comfortable, not as suave as the Han Zhiyuan on the screen.

Tang Yifeng turned his head a little unnaturally. Although he was mentally prepared to deal with everything before he came, such Han Zhiyuan still made him completely confused. However, the so-called "stretching out a hand without slapping a smiley face" means that there is not a single bit of overstepping. You can't be deliberately embarrassing, can you?

So, Tang Yifeng replied indifferently, "Whatever."

Han Zhiyuan smiled at him, really not mixing anything else, Tang Yifeng turned his head unnaturally again, however, what Han Zhiyuan came to Tang Yifeng was his favorite coffee, and it was freshly brewed.

Tang Yifeng felt awkward in his heart for no reason. He found that he didn't know how to deal with Han Zhiyuan like this.

Han Zhiyuan brought him coffee and cut fruit, and then said, "You eat first, I'll take a bath." Seeing that Tang Yifeng didn't respond at all, he continued, "What do you want to use? You are casual, just like in your home, don't be restrained."

Tang Yifeng silently glanced at a tall figure walking towards the bathroom, and frowned again, what the hell is this person doing?

When Han Zhiyuan came out of the shower, he was rubbing his hair with a towel and looking at the living room with his slippers. Not to mention, he was really worried that the guy would just leave, but obviously he was overthinking it.

I saw Tang Yifeng sitting quietly on the sofa, with his head lowered. He seemed to be holding a notebook and a pen in his hand. His chestnut hair looked a little red under the light from the window, but it was even more dazzling.

Sure enough, serious men are the most handsome. Han Zhiyuan walked over with a grin, then sat down opposite him, "I thought you slipped away while I wasn't there."

Tang Yifeng, who was concentrating on preparing the new song, was interrupted by a sudden voice, and his body stiffened for a moment. He really didn't like being disturbed, but when he raised his head, he suddenly came back to his senses, this was someone else's house.

Moreover, this bastard, "You..." Tang Yifeng's body stiffened for a moment, and he endured it again and again, but in the end he swallowed the words in his mouth.

I saw that Han Zhiyuan only casually wrapped a bath towel around his thin waist. His naked/exposed upper body was lean but full of muscles, full of a man's strength, and his wheat-colored skin made him more attractive as a man. Both the chest muscles and the abdominal muscles are well-defined. It can be said that such a figure is what men yearn for most, and this is something that Tang Yifeng, who is thin and rarely exercises, does not have it at all.

However, this bastard was sitting on the sofa with only a bath towel around, his thighs exposed because his legs were spread apart, and some looming things just happened to be facing Tang Yifeng.

At that moment, it was no wonder that Tang Yifeng was stiff and almost turned his face on the spot.

This bastard must have done it on purpose.

"What about me?" Han Zhiyuan looked at him, "How is it, are you satisfied with my figure?" Seeing him squinting at himself, Han Zhiyuan asked with a shameless grin.

Tang Yifeng frowned again, "Han Zhiyuan, what exactly do you want to do? What is your purpose, let's just say it straight, I don't like beating around the bush."

Han Zhiyuan casually rubbed his hair while looking at Tang Yifeng, "That's right, I don't like to be around the corner, we're pretty similar."

Tang Yifeng was speechless and just looked at him coldly, but after three seconds he couldn't hold back, "Are we familiar with each other?"

Han Zhiyuan blinked, "Aren't you familiar?"

"Don't you think this is very rude?" Tang Yifeng glared at him with a bit of gritted teeth, especially the naked/exposed upper body, did he just deliberately stimulate him? Besides, even two men can't be so open-hearted, isn't this person shameless? Sure enough, was the previous knowledge of him only a drop in the bucket?

"Ordinary people don't have this benefit." Han Zhiyuan shamelessly said.

Tang Yifeng's face darkened, he turned his head, couldn't bear it any longer, "Go get dressed!"

"Why, are you not satisfied?"

But he didn't want to, Han Zhiyuan suddenly got up and came over. Without warning, he just bowed like that, with a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, and leaned in front of Tang Yifeng. The wet hair was about to touch Tang Yifeng's face, and his full and powerful chest muscles were just right where Tang Yifeng lowered his eyes.

In the next second, Tang Yifeng bounced off the sofa, his face full of anger, his eyes spitting fire, and he seemed to be a little helpless.

"Han Zhiyuan!" Tang Yifeng's chest heaved violently because of anger, and in addition to the cold and arrogant eyes, there was more indescribable anger, "You don't believe what you say!"

Didn't you say it's better not to do anything else? Inglourious bastards can't be trusted! After Tang Yifeng roared, he reached for his bag and turned to leave.

Han Zhiyuan hurriedly grabbed it, but he didn't want the angry Tang Yifeng to think that Han Zhiyuan was going to be strong.

Han Zhiyuan saw that he was too teased, and hurriedly grabbed Tang Yifeng's fist, then imprisoned him, and hurriedly reassured him, "Calm down, just kidding with you."

"Who the hell is joking with you? Are you sick? Are you eating too much? Do you have nothing to do?" Tang Yifeng threw it away, but found that he couldn't break free. Han Zhiyuan's arms were like iron arms. , For a while, while being angry and angry, he added a bit of frustration/As a man, Tang Yifeng was completely blown away.

Han Zhiyuan pushed the person back to the sofa, but he didn't want to, the childish smile in his eyes completely angered Tang Yifeng, and he had to go out no matter what.

"Let go!" The pulling of the two big men was weird enough, and what was even weirder was that he had no power to fight back, especially the doting look on Han Zhiyuan's face made Tang Yifeng's cheeks blushed, "I didn't Time is kidding you here!"

Tang Yifeng struggled for a while, and as a result, the bath towel that Han Zhiyuan had been around at will, under Tang Yifeng's random struggle, left its last position without warning.

Tang Yifeng, who was in anger at first, didn't realize it until Han Zhiyuan suddenly hummed "uh".

"Don't move," Han Zhiyuan suddenly restrained the turbulent body in his arms, his scorching breath sprayed on Tang Xiaopenyou's white and delicate neck, "Believe it or not, I'll eat you if you move again?"

That kind of strong and aggressive aura unique to a man instantly made Tang Yifeng completely froze. The stiff Tang Yifeng really didn't dare to move, because in the next second, not only was the body clinging to his back making him stiff, but the hard and hot feeling clearly emanating from a certain part of his body almost shattered his last sanity. all overwhelmed.

"Han Zhiyuan!!!"

At this moment, Tang Yifeng even had the heart to kill, because he found that the bastard Han Zhiyuan was actually pressing his buttocks. Really, he was going to run wild in minutes.

"I said don't move." Han Zhiyuan let go of the man at the right time, and then continued shamelessly, "It's just a man's normal physiological reaction, don't get excited."

"Excited for your sister!" Tang Yifeng felt that in front of this person, his cultivation was gone.

Han Zhiyuan's smile didn't diminish. He just thought that the fried Tang Xiaopen was very interesting, but he still tried his best to restrain his smile, "Is it okay? Okay, okay, I'll go get dressed right now?"

Han Zhiyuan forcibly pressed the person back to the sofa and continued, "Don't you want to know why I want you to live with me? Don't you want to know my purpose?"

Sure enough, Tang Yifeng, who was on the verge of running away, regained three points of reason, "What is your purpose!"

"At least wait for me to get dressed." Han Zhiyuan smiled and pointed to his naked body.

Tang Yifeng's face flushed instantly, especially when he saw something that was much more majestic than him, and he was still half-headed, he had the urge to cut it in minutes.

Unnaturally, he turned his gaze to one side, and then threw the towel that had fallen on the arm of the sofa just now on Han Zhiyuan, "Hurry up!"

"Right now!" Han Zhiyuan grabbed the bath towel with a smile.

By the time Han Zhiyuan dressed and came out, Tang Yifeng, who had fried his hair, had returned to his usual cold face, and his eyes looking at Han Zhiyuan had lost the anger he had just now.

Han Zhiyuan smiled, made himself a cup of tea, and sat across from him.

"Let's talk," Tang Yifeng opened his mouth before Han Zhiyuan could speak. He didn't want to stay any longer.

"Actually, what I said that day was true." Han Zhiyuan suddenly said seriously.

Tang Yifeng raised his brows, "Which sentence?"

"I said, I actually really like you. The reason why I want to live with you is because I really want to try with you."

At this time, Han Zhiyuan was undoubtedly serious and sincere, but Tang Yifeng's brows were furrowed even more. He didn't believe a word, and he couldn't believe it, because Han Zhiyuan had changed too much before and after, and his change was too sudden. .

"What the hell are you playing?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me," Han Zhiyuan laughed, but his smile was serious, "I will prove it with facts."

Tang Yifeng was noncommittal about someone's confidence in honey, but he still said mercilessly, "Believe it or not, the result will be the same." Impossible.

Han Zhiyuan: "Life," is really difficult, "you can't make a conclusion too early."

"I just walked through the gate of hell, and suddenly I understood a lot of things. Life is too short to waste."

Tang Yifeng suddenly looked at Han Zhiyuan, suspicious and thoughtful.