[BL] Dressed as The President's Cannon Fodder Spouse

Chapter 50

After tossing until after nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Du felt dizzy for two hours.

    Obviously it wasn't the end at all. When he went to the living room, Lin Du felt a little weak.

    Lin Du's luggage was in his room, so he could only put on Luo Yan's shirt after washing.

    Luo Yan's shirts are all specially made to order, every detail is exquisite, high-grade materials are used, the shape is crisp, but the upper body is not so comfortable.

    Lin Du was accustomed to wearing comfortable knits and large T-shirts. When wearing shirts on formal occasions, he would choose more comfortable fabrics. Such an upper body always felt constrained.

    In fact, I couldn't tell if it was because the fabric was awkward, or just because the shirt belonged to Mr. Luo. If you bowed your head a little, you could smell the cold fragrance that belonged to Luo Yan, or it was also contaminated with the smell just now.

.The steam was steaming in the bathroom. Lin Du grabbed Luo Yan's hair because he was nervous. The hair was hard. Luo Yan buried his head and looked up at him. But it makes people feel that he is Lin Du who is at the bottom, and he is the one who was restrained and handed over his important.

    The hot shower lamp in the toilet seemed to melt people. Lin Du even felt that he was in a damp and hot small space, and he would immediately melt into a pool of water, which would fall to the ground along with the water flow of the shower, and could not get up again.

    "What are you thinking about?"

    Luo Yan came out of the bathroom, wearing only a large white bath towel, holding a plate of cut fruits and placing it on the coffee table.

.Lin Du tightened his clothes. He went to the closet just now and found all kinds of shirts. In the end, he had to wear one-piece shirts. Although the fabric was very thick, it didn't give him a sense of security.

    Lin Du raised his head: "Cough, can Mr. Luo give me a pair of pants?"

    After saying this sentence, it seemed that I didn't know how much effort was used, and the cold and white face flushed red.

    Luo Yan let out a low laugh, thrust a juicy pear into Lin Du's mouth, and said solemnly, "Mr. Luo didn't get what he wanted just now, and now you want me to fulfill your request?"

    Lin Du chewed the pear: "Hmm."

    Luo Yan stretched out his fingers to wipe the pear juice overflowing from Lin Du's mouth, sighed lightly, and stopped testing his self-control. He got up and went to find clothes for Lin Du. Bottoms and pajamas were kept in the drawer and locked.

.First, he took a pair of dark blue pajama pants and walked to the living room with his pajama pants. Lin Du sat on the carpet with a fruit bowl and ate while casually watching the TV show. Not with him, Lin Du always looked a little cold.

    Luo Yan suddenly felt as if he could see through this scene that for countless nights in the future, Lin Du might write songs or broadcast live, or he might sit on the carpet and watch TV or movies, while he was doing his work, or watching with Lin Du. a movie.

    There must be the fragrance of flowers in the air, and there may be a robot vacuum cleaner on the ground.

    It is clear enough to even outline the life of a specific picture in the scene.

.Slowing down, Luo Yan walked over and handed over his pajama pants. Lin Du, the beauty in the painting, saw that Luo Yan seemed to have a different look, took it with a warm smile, turned his back and put it on his body.