The first time flushed, came out of the closet after flushing, without wasting a second.—As expected of him.

Although he has always been greedy for Lu Xinghuai, but before today, he simply thought: He just made a mistake that all men in the world would make!

But obviously, there is an essential difference between what he did just now and the mistake he made.

He was not only greedy for Lu Xinghuai, but only for him.

He's screwed.

The double blow of body and mind made his brain go blank. Meng Huo's feet went limp, and he almost fell hard on the slippery floor tiles that hadn't been washed with shower gel.Knock, "bang" to make a piercing loud noise.

He couldn't hold back the pain, let out a soft "hiss", gritted his teeth and looked back. Not surprisingly, the back must be bruised.

Is this a punishment from heaven?

Coveting Lu Xinghuai's karmic retribution.

The sudden episode prevented him from concentrating on sorting out his chaotic thoughts, so he could only deal with the current predicament first.

Lu Xinghuai tapped the glass twice again, and there was a rare panic in his gentle voice: "Meng Huo, open the door and let me take a look."

The gentler and more worried Lu Xinghuai's voice was, the greater the guilt and uneasiness in his heart.

Let's forget it, if he commits a second crime, he really can't fully explain it!

Meng Huo gritted his back molars, and tried his best to say in a calm voice, "Knock it, it doesn't hurt, it's nothing serious."

Lu Xinghuai remembered what he heard when he came back, and his Adam's apple rolled, knowing that Meng Huo was thin-skinned.

"Okay, I'll get the medicine, you change your clothes first."

Meng Huo pricked up his ears, and sure enough, he heard the sound of footsteps going away.

Enduring the pain, he quickly slipped out to pick up the bathrobe on the hanger, wrapped himself tightly from head to toe, and then quickly ran back to the bathroom.

In the small space, there is a strong and strange smell, like the smell of heather flowers that have been fried, fried into pulp, and heated.

A person, especially a man, can smell what he was doing just now.

Meng Huo looked around with red ears, took a spray-like thing from a pile of toiletries, and sprayed it into the air in the bathroom.

The world is occupied by roses, even breathing is the smell of roses.

Meng Huo closed the bathroom door tightly and was relieved. When he turned his head, he bumped into Lu Xinghuai who was getting the ointment for bruises from the front desk.

It was the first time to charge, and he was inexperienced. Meng Huo didn't know that this thing had such great stamina.

Even though it is so whitewashed, there is still a faint smell of roses and heather in the bathroom.

Meng Huo: "..."

He seems to have personally expressed a new interpretation of "a clumsy denial resulting in self-exposure" in the 21st century.

The suspect quickly fled the scene of the crime.

Lu Xinghuai looked at the back of Meng Huo's standard "fleeing away", lowered his eyes and laughed.

Meng Huo looked so familiar that people couldn't help but want to tease him.

But he is too thin-skinned and injured, a sensible boyfriend should hold back at this time.

With the tip of his tongue against his palate, Lu Xinghuai firmly pressed down the words that he had been thinking about bullying him all the way.

As soon as his long legs took a step, he chased out unhurriedly.

On the sofa, Meng Huo tried to apply medicine to his right back with one hand with his left hand, which was both sad and funny.

He was still clutching his collar tightly, as if someone in this room was plotting against him.

Lu Xinghuai was a little dumbfounded.

His Adam's apple was slightly itchy, and he coughed lightly, sounding very serious, calm and reliable.

Lu Xinghuai strolled to the sofa, sat behind him, and said softly: "Don't worry about it, give me the ointment, and I'll apply it to you."

Before tonight, or even an hour ago, Meng Huo might have agreed, now...

He clenched his collar tightly, his eyes determined.

"Thank you Teacher Lu, but no need! I can do it myself!"

But it took him a minute to unscrew the lid of the ointment.

Just as he was about to bite his teeth, a low and hoarse chuckle came from behind him. In order not to let him continue to torment himself, Lu Xinghuai easily snatched the ointment from Meng Huo's hand.

Lu Xinghuai dipped some cool plaster on his fingertips and asked Meng Huo to expose the wound.

Meng Huo tightly covered his neckline.

He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on, so forget it!

Lu Xinghuai frowned, thinking that Meng Huo's sudden embarrassment was due to the movement he saw just now.

"Take it off and let me see."

Meng Huo gently closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering.

Just listening to this sentence, the picture imagined is also very impure!

He himself would definitely not be able to take the medicine like this. Lu Xinghuai was gentle and strong, and he seemed to be more patient than anyone else if he was not allowed to take the medicine.

Meng Huo couldn't compare to him, so he had no choice but to close his eyes and pull back his bathrobe.

Look, look, it's not like haven't seen it before.

Isn't it just flushed once, how different can it be from before?!

The wound was greener than expected.

Lu Xinghuai's fingertips were warm and melted the ointment.

Although he tried his best to keep his movements light, Meng Huo flinched suddenly when he touched his shoulder blade.

"Does it hurt? Bear with it, it will be fine soon." Lu Xinghuai coaxed him in a low voice.

Meng Huo: "..."

Why does the more listen to it, the more excited become... No, no, something is wrong?!

He was wrong.

He seemed to have opened up a new world inadvertently. From then on, Lu Xinghuai's fingertips and voice were no longer just fingertips and voice. To him, they were like wine, nicotine, prairie fire...all dangersAnother addictive thing.

Starting from the shoulder blades, the temperature spread to the limbs, getting higher and higher.

Lu Xinghuai didn't feel relaxed either.

He had to be careful not to hurt Meng Huo, but he also had to refrain from looking at anything other than the wound.

Lu Xinghuai added another point to the memo.

Meng Huo was still very white.

It is the kind of warm and powdery porcelain white, illuminated by carefully designed lights, with excellent texture, like silk and satin with no flaws.

I couldn't help but apply a little force with my fingertips.

He seemed to say something to divert attention.

Lu Xinghuai wiped off the plaster on his fingertips slowly, and Meng Huo quickly put on his bathrobe.

He managed to pick a topic that Meng Huo least wanted to hear at the moment.

"...Why were you shy just now?"

Meng Huo loosened his belt fastening.

Red all the way from the neck to the pinnae.

Lu Xinghuai looked at the scarlet color on the back of his neck, couldn't help but picked up the remaining half glass of red wine on the table, and took a sip.

Since the medicine was finished, the bad thoughts in his heart and the words that teased him after thinking all the way came out again, which came in handy.

"...It seems that the educational film has a good effect." He approached the crimson ear, whispering wine-scented whispers against his ear.

Meng Huo gritted his teeth, not knowing how to answer in this situation.

"...It was a good shot." Meng Huo gritted his teeth and pretended to be stupid.

Then, he picked up the remaining half of the bottle of red wine and poured it vigorously.

He never felt that taking a break after drinking was such a good habit.

Drink it, drink it, no matter what Lu Xinghuai said next, or how much it can kill him, when he wakes up, he won't remember anything.

Meng Huo drank it with the idea of getting drunk, pouring wine is the same as pouring water, and after a while, the bottom of the red wine bottle can be vaguely seen.

Meng Huo sat on the sofa with his legs bent, holding the red wine bottle tightly, and there seemed to be two Lu Xinghuai in front of him.

Lu Xinghuai slowly drank the last shallow layer of wine in the red wine glass. He lowered his eyes to look at Meng Huo. The young man's eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at him even when he was drunk.

The drunk Meng Huo was very obedient and would answer almost any question.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, he put down the wine glass, and went to get the one in Meng Huo's hand again.

Meng Huo hugged him tightly and didn't let go, as if he was holding some precious treasure

With this posture, Lu Xinghuai touched his ear, afraid that he would be too cruel, and coaxed him again: "What's so embarrassing, everyone has to go through it."

His head was already floating, Meng Huo thought for a long time before he understood what Lu Xinghuai was talking about.

He pursed his lower lip.

Why did Lu Xinghuai look so commonplace?

This is not normal at all, is it?!

He opened his eyes wide, because he was drunk and more courageous than usual, all honorific titles and honorific words were gone.

He got up on hands and feet, and sat half kneeling on the sofa, grabbing the collar of Lu Xinghuai's pajamas.

Red wine is made from fermented grapes. It is sour and bitter, which is normal.

"...Tell me, do you do it often?"

Lu Xinghuai didn't move, and let him pull him obediently.

He stared at him for a while and thought, and replied meaningfully:

"The frequency is indeed relatively high recently."

"you…"

The head drooped suddenly, and the momentum was gone forever.

Meng Huo said "You..." for a long time, but there was no reason for "You...".

He let go of his hand suddenly, and pushed Lu Xinghuai along the way.

Don't want to touch him anymore.

To judge others by himself, Lu Xinghuai will definitely not go so smoothly every time. Who knows what the hell is going on in his mind when he does that kind of thing?!

What he thought was very pure!

Meng Huo's hand was still in the air, Lu Xinghuai was not angry when he pushed him, but instead took his hand and brought him into his arms with a smile in his eyes.

Meng Huo looked at Lu Xinghuai's hand on his waist in confusion, his eyes widened.

What is this doing?!

Although he was pushed, Lu Xinghuai was very happy.

"Why are you not happy?"

In Meng Huo's view of the world, his behavior is not jealous, and besides, he has no position to be jealous.

He just felt that he wanted to do it with Lu Xinghuai, but Lu Xinghuai was thinking about someone else...

Meng Huo pursed his lower lip, drooped his eyelashes in grievance, and said firmly in a low voice, "This is not fair at all..."

Well.

Lu Xinghuai kissed him unsteadily.

No normal man can remain calm when he hears his little boyfriend say that he wants to do it himself.

Meng Huo pushed him at first, but when he couldn't push him, he stopped trying.

My hands are so tired and my back hurts.

Although Lu Xinghuai kissed him inexplicably, but after he came out, he was kissed by someone he liked, so he should be considered lucky to come out.

When Meng Huo was kissed, he was almost not angry with Lu Xinghuai anymore.

Eyes are wet.

"Do you still remember when you lived in my room during Chinese New Year?" Lu Xinghuai pressed his forehead and said in a hoarse voice with unsteady breath.

Meng Huo thought about it with the few brain cells left.

"...Remember."

"Actually, I'm not that particular about it, but during that time I took a shower every morning."

Meng Huo was stunned for a moment, and slowly came to his senses, then tightly covered his ears with his palms.

Lu Xinghuai asked with a low smile, "What, your ears are dirty?"

He looked at him without blinking, and could feel the warmth of his ears in the palm of his hand.

Meng Huo shook his head, his bent eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Happy ears."

Meng Huo pursed his lower lip and said softly.

"But I was afraid that you would see it, so I covered it."

Lu Xinghuai was flabbergasted by him.

How can the little boy be so good.

So good that one wants to coax him to be happier.

Who is not in love for the first time?

When he said it, his ears were also hot.

Lu Xinghuai kissed the tip of his ear, his voice was very hoarse.

"...It's all because of you."