He stood in the middle of the living room, looked up at Yan Mingxiu, waiting for his next words.

Yan Mingxiu said expressionlessly, "Take a shower downstairs and come up." After that, he turned around and went upstairs.

Zhou Xiang walked into the bathroom downstairs. As the warm liquid flowed on his cold skin, he felt his tight heartstrings relax a little.

Zhou Xiang, don’t be so cowardly, be calm, how big is this? It’s no big deal.

The more he enlightened himself, the more he felt that his mind became much stronger.

After he washed it, he only wore a bath towel and went upstairs. The heating in the room was very strong, and he didn't feel cold at all, but his steps were a little heavy.

Yan Mingxiu was sitting on the head of the bed reading a book. The soft light hit his perfect side face, which was really beautiful and breathtaking.

No wonder so many people lost their souls for him. Zhou Xiang thought, isn’t he one of them?

Yan Mingxiu heard his footsteps, looked back at him, and then placed the book on the head of the bed.

Zhou Xiang stood at the door, but didn't know what to do for a moment, so he stood there.

Yan Mingxiu said, "Come here."

Zhou Xiang walked to the bed.

Yan Mingxiu looked at his naked chest, and his eyes fluctuated. He grabbed Zhou Xiang's hand, pressed him on the bed, and pressed him onto the bed.

The two of them looked at each other with breath, and a complex and weird atmosphere flowed between them.

Yan Mingxiu was shocked. It was this kind of eyes, and it was this kind of eyes that made him feel familiar and palpitations. What exactly does this look mean and why it seemed to penetrate his soul, shocking him.

He touched Zhou Xiang's face tremblingly.

Zhou Xiang looked at him stiffly.

Yan Mingxiu's expression suddenly distorted, and a trace of unspeakable pain appeared. He supported his body, as if he was extremely tired.

He pushed Zhou Xiang away and lie on the bed next to him.

Zhou Xiang looked at the ceiling stiffly, and after a while, he slowly said: "Mr. Yan..."

"Don't bother me, don't talk." Yan Mingxiu's low voice came from beside him, as if he was suppressing some emotions.

Zhou Xiang felt the body that was so close to him, and his heart was mixed.

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Since Yan Mingxiu did not let him bother him, Zhou Xiang naturally would not take the initiative to touch his bad intentions.

The moment of gaze meeting just now hurt him. For a moment, he felt that Yan Mingxiu could see it. Through his skin, he saw the depths of his soul.

But soon, Yan Mingxiu denied it himself. Yes, he could see that Yan Mingxiu's eyes changed from confusion to clarity, and then fell into confusion again.

He didn't know if there was really a so-called sense between two people who were not related by blood. After all, they were once close and had reached the union of physical body. When Yan Mingxiu looked at him, did he feel a little familiar?

Zhou Xiang didn't know, and Yan Mingxiu wouldn't tell him, but the expected thing didn't happen, which made him feel relieved.

He lay next to Yan Mingxiu, thinking about what to do next.

He wanted to leave, but he didn't know if it was appropriate to go there at this time.

After thinking for a long time, he finally moved for a while and got out of bed from the other side. However, as soon as he sat up, Yan Mingxiu said coldly: "Where are you going?"

Zhou Xiang was startled and hesitated: "Mr. Yan, can I go back?"

Yan Mingxiu opened his eyes and frowned at him, "Don't you live here?"

"My mother is in poor health, I can't live here every day."

"But you want to live here today." Yan Mingxiu's tone was unreasonable.

Zhou Xiang simply lay back, and Yan Mingxiu asked him to cover him.

Yan Mingxiu closed his tired eyes again.

Zhou Xiang stared at the ceiling, and the two of them were spending time in this strange silence.

Suddenly, Yan Mingxiu sighed leisurely from the quiet room, "Are you using the blue bottle of shower gel?"

Zhou Xiang was stunned. Several types of shower gel were placed in the bathroom downstairs. He just used the brand he used most often before, and he said: "Yes."

Yan Mingxiu whispered for a long time: "It's this smell."

Zhou Xiang didn't understand why, so he didn't speak.

Yan Mingxiu spoke again: "Turn around."

Zhou Xiang was stunned again, then turned around according to his instructions, with his back facing Yan Mingxiu.

His slender and powerful arms suddenly wrapped around his waist, and his hot chest was tightly pressed against his back. His body froze and Yan Mingxiu hugged him in his arms.

Yan Mingxiu called "Zhou Xiang" in a low and hoarse voice, and stopped talking, but these two words made Zhou Xiang unable to calm down for a long time. Those two words seemed to contain feelings that he could not understand. Although perhaps he just called his name accidentally, those two words penetrated the obstacles of time and body and pierced directly into the depths of his soul. He even felt that Yan Mingxiu was calling him - the real him.

However, countless facts told him that he had a ridiculous dream again.

When Yan Mingxiu asked him to turn around and hold him from behind, he knew clearly that what Yan Mingxiu was thinking about was Wang Yudong, which was why Yan Mingxiu was willing to spend money on him.

He should feel glad that at least he has established a relationship with Yan Mingxiu in a state of sane, rather than falling into it in a confused manner like before, and he can no longer get out of it.

Zhou Xiang closed his eyes and thought that he had to sleep like this tonight.

He really hoped that he could fall asleep immediately now, otherwise, Yan Mingxiu's breath, smell, and temperature would enter his perception without falling into his eyes, and his heart was instantly overwhelmed by the sorrow that surged in.

If a person can forget the past, he will definitely not have any worries. At this time, Zhou Xiang hopes to forget every bit of the year he and Yan Mingxiu, especially the memory of Yan Mingxiu embracing and falling asleep countless times. For him now, he is simply a disaster.

He could not regard Yan Mingxiu as nothing, but he knew better than anyone else that Yan Mingxiu only regarded him as a substitute for another person. This despair and humiliation have tortured him continuously for a long time. After approaching Yan Mingxiu, the torture was even worse.

He just felt that God was playing with him, and he was still in high spirits. Otherwise, how could he go back to the old path after being reborn? The rebirth he obtained was not to give him a completely different life, but to continue his teasing of him.

The hot chest behind him was like a burning flame that burned his heart to pieces.

Zhou Xiang woke up very early. He didn't remember when he fell asleep last night. When he woke up, the genius was in a daze.

He moved for a while. He thought he was still lying on his side, but he didn't know when he had already lying flat. However, Yan Mingxiu was still holding him, his high nose bridge was pressed against his face, and his warm breath sprayed on his skin. The distance between the two was almost nowhere close.

That moment seemed like a different world.

It was as if nothing had happened before. He was still the same Zhou Xiang, but he had a nightmare. When he woke up again, his beloved sleeped beside him. The memories that made him feel heartbroken were just fragments of the dream that were ruthlessly broken.

If that's the case, if that's the case...

Zhou Xiang gradually stared at the luxurious lamps above his head, which did not belong to the old house he had lived in for thirty years. Everything was not a dream, it was true.

Zhou Xiang's eyes felt sore, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

He turned his face to the side, and Yan Mingxiu's sleeping face was close at hand. That face was the miracle of the Creator. Zhou Xiang admired this in his heart every time he saw it.
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