[MTL, BL] Pretend Little Cowardly Bag [Quick Wear]

2.10

Calling.

In the misty bathroom.

Lin Xiuyuan had nothing, sat quietly on the small stool, and gently rubbed the wet towel in front of him.

Zong Yan squatted behind him, holding a shower to shower his back. Lin Xiuyuan tried to turn around several times to look, but he was slammed on his shoulders and warned, "Be honest!"

He stopped moving at all.

In fact, at the beginning, I took the shower standing up, and Lin Xiuyuan's leg was always inconvenient.

Once his feet slipped and he almost fell, Zong Yan looked away and almost didn't notice.

After that, Zong Yan closed the shower with a dark face and went out.

Lin Xiuyuan was still afraid that he would be angry and ignore him. Who knew that the other party brought a low stool over in a few seconds and told him to turn around and sit down...

So it is now.

After taking a shower, Lin Xiuyuan's face was steamed red, and the inside of his eyelids were filled with water vapor.

Zong Yan turned his gaze away and looked back after a while.

Lin Xiuyuan was already dressed, leaning on the wall and looking away, but his eyes kept on him.

Zong Yan held his breath and went over to hug him with a blank face.

After putting it on the bed, the other party said stubbornly, "I just want you to help me, but I don't want you to hug me."

Zong Yan: "... Then help you back?"

Lin Xiuyuan grabbed the quilt: "No... ..."

Zong Yan turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lin Xiuyuan said, "You, don't close the bathroom door, okay?"

Zong Yan turned to look at him.

Lin Xiuyuan: "I'm afraid." The

man went to the bathroom, closed the door at first, and opened it again a few seconds later.

Zong Yan came out a little late. He saw that Lin Xiuyuan was still sitting on the head of the bed with his eyes open, his footsteps paused.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Lin Xiuyuan looked straight at him, still saying the same thing: "I'm afraid."

He put down the towel and went to the cupboard to get the sheet and quilt out. The bed is very big, more than enough for two people, Lin Xiuyuan moved his buttocks and patted the outside seat: "It's all yours, I won't grab the bed."

Zong Yan moved his eyebrows slightly, put the quilt beside the bed, Go get the book.

Lin Xiuyuan asked, "Uncle Zong, are you still sleeping?"

Zong Yan said, "I'm not going to sleep with you." After the

man came over, Lin Xiuyuan rummaged through the hair dryer on the bedside table and said, "Uncle Zong, Your hair is not dry, let me blow it for you."

"..." Zong Yan held the book and didn't move.

Soon, Lin Xiuyuan's figure came over, he turned on the hair dryer and raised his head to blow it for him.

Zong Yan stopped turning the book, and his body was a little stiff.

Lin Xiuyuan turned on the smallest warm air. Since he was sitting, he had to keep his head up when blowing Zong Yan's hair. After a while, he was tired. He turned off the hairdryer and took a breath.