Come! Hurt Each Other! [Quick Wear]

9.7 - 🔒

The book in Xing Zhaoyi's hand turned another page. Half an hour passed, and there was no movement in the bathroom. He finally couldn't sit still anymore and walked to the bathroom with a frown.

"Xiao Yan?" The knock on the door was accompanied by Xing Zhaoyi's somewhat hesitant voice.

But there was no response from the bathroom.

Xing Zhaoyi frowned, turned the door handle, and found that the bathroom door was not locked. He closed his eyes and pushed the door open.

The first thing that catches your eye is the "dry" area for hand washing. Due to the separation of dry and wet areas, the bathtub and wash basin are divided into rain areas. The floor materials of the two areas are different, and the wet area is more widely spaced. of absorbent pebbles. Looking up along the completely dry floor, he could see a snow-white arm. The light in the bathroom was not bright, but the arm was as white as snow, and Xing Zhaoyi was dazzled.

Because it was too white, it looked crystal clear under the light. Xing Zhaoyi could even see the cyan blood under the skin.

Is the blood flowing inside it as beautiful as its owner...

Xing Zhaoyi was a little lost in thought.

For some unknown reason, Xing Zhaoyi did not speak to wake up the sleeping boy. He stepped forward step by step, and more and more of his snow-white body was exposed to his gaze.

The water in the bath could not block anything, and the young man's thin but extremely powerful body was completely exposed to Xing Zhaoyi's eyes.

He is somewhat tall, with a pair of long legs resting on the edge of the bathtub, half submerged in the water. His strong but very beautiful legs are reflected in his sleep. His waist is extremely thin, and the clothes he usually wears are relatively loose, so it can't be seen. But now Xing Zhaoyi feels that his hands can hold his waist firmly, and his fingertips rub against the beautiful mermaid line, along the Go down along the waistline and knead the round mounds.

His eyes fell involuntarily between the young man's legs. The young man's hair was not thick, and the half-covered little guy was hiding shyly and softly. The image of the little thing standing up flashed in Xing Zhaoyi's mind. Immediately, my body started to feel hot.

Xing Zhaoyi hurriedly averted his wanton gaze, wandered along the waistline, and then moved up reluctantly.

The boy's chest is not broad, and is as fair as his body. Only the two points on his chest are standing tremblingly due to the stimulation of the cold water. They are a bit dark red, and they look like two stars when they stand up. The red fruits waiting to be picked made Xing Zhaoyi feel thirsty.

Not daring to look any further, he moved his gaze upwards and saw a hideous wound on his shoulder. On this perfect body, such a wound was really an eyesore. Xing Zhaoyi could not breathe because he Know where this wound came from.

Those were two gunshot wounds. Because of him, this young man wandered around the edge of hell. Fortunately, the wounds were not fatal, otherwise the young man would not have come to him.

Xing Zhaoyi closed his eyes, but the young man's body in the water was like a lingering image, playing in his mind, zooming in and out, and every detail made his blood boil.

Xing Zhaoyi suppressed the heat in his heart and took the boy out of the water. The water was already cold, and the boy's skin was also cold. Xing Zhaoyi felt so distressed that he quickly took a towel and wiped him dry.

After being tormented like this by him, the drunken boy still slept deeply, as if he had no awareness of the outside world.

This was such a sweet burden that Xing Zhaoyi felt dumbfounded. After drying the person, he took his clothes, wrapped him up briefly, and carried him back to his room.