Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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There are a lot of busy things these days.

At night, Zhao Qian always went to bed before going to bed, but he regained the gambling shop today and went to a major event.

He was very relaxed in his heart.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and looked through the day. The ledger in Rixian.

In Di Guangzu's gambling shop, he only pays dividends every month and doesn't have to worry about reading the books, but the restaurant is his own shop, and he has to pay more attention to everything.

He don't know how long he's been watching, but the place next to him is still empty. He put down the ledger and was about to go out to see what the young man was doing. He didn't even come in to sleep. He just put on slippers, and Zhou Geer slowly walked in.

He looked up and froze. Brother Zhou put a veil on his shoulders. It was autumn, and he wore more at night than in summer, but he had never seen Brother Zhou wear this white set.

In pajamas, under the dimly yellow oil lamp, the ends of the young boy's hair are still dripping, and he wipes his head back from time to time, which is very sultry.

"Why didn't I see you wearing this suit?" He sat on the edge of the bed, holding his chin and kept looking at him.

Brother Zhou noticed his gaze and looked a little embarrassed. He said that he would be found if he changed his clothes specially, so he spent a long time outside before puffing in.

"The weather is a bit cold."

Zhao Qian smiled. With a sound, he pulled the person into his arms and asked him to do it on his body. He took the kerchief and wiped it on his head. "I said it several times. Don't wash your hair at night. If you don't dry it, you will have a headache. "

Brother Zhou didn't speak, and let him rub his head. Zhao Qian wiped and lowered his head. The saponaria smell was very good, and the boy after taking a bath was refreshing like bamboo after the rain, making him want to move forward.

"Brother Zhao, do you think I am tall?"

Zhao Qian didn't understand why the boy said that. He thought about it. In his memory, the little brothers he met were all short, not as tall as his wife. So he stopped and nodded in agreement.

"It's really high."

Hearing this, Zhou Ge'er's heart sank, as expected! 

He is tall and magnificent, and the man still likes the thinner and shorter brother.

He wondered if it wasn't a coincidence that he lived with Brother Zhao under the roof, would someone as good as Brother Zhao never look at him directly.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Qian saw that the young man asked but did not speak.

He turned his head to look at him.

Seeing the young man's calm face, his eyes were full of disappointment, he wondered if he had said something wrong?

"Is that young man good-looking today and today?"

Zhao Qian's eyebrows tightened, and he reflected for a moment. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of taking a look, or showing that young man's distinctive look.

Let's verbalize!

"Why is it weird to ask some strange questions tonight?"

Brother Zhou turned his head to look at him, did not answer his words, but waited expectantly for the answer to the previous question. Zhao Qian took it for granted. "I didn't pay attention. How can I remember clearly when I see so many people every day."