How many good brothers do you have? | BL, MTL

Chapter 58: I have a spare room in my house too!

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yi's phone rang. It was an unremarked caller number. Because he was not in the crew, in order to prevent anything from happening over there, he finally picked up the phone.

Almost as soon as the call was connected, a familiar voice appeared over there, with a hint of alcohol: "Shen, Brother Shen, this is Ajin. I know it's not good to call you so late, but I'm really too excited now because you came to my birthday dinner. I can't sleep. Can I go find you? In fact, Brother Shen, I have a lot to say to you..."

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows and was about to hang up the phone when he met the eyes of the person sitting opposite him.

Facing the sea breeze.

The blue fluorescent sea not far away was bright and shining. He smiled and sat on the stone, as if he was a beautiful mermaid, the kind that seduces people. When the sea breeze blew over, Shen Yi smelled a sweet fragrance that was beneficial to people. In the midst of Wen Jin's nagging confession, Jian Shangwen's clumsy hands slowly approached Shen Yi's hands.

Although the two of them had not yet approached each other, the sweet fragrance seemed to be everywhere, provoking his nerves.

He watched the beautiful and slender hands with distinct joints slowly approaching, and his eyes and attention were unconsciously attracted. Just a little bit, the hands were about to hold his hands. 

Shen Yi's eyes unconsciously deepened a little.

According to the rules of the game, as long as he touched him, he would lose. But when the two hands were about to hold hands within a short distance, he was momentarily distracted and couldn't tell whether he wanted him to win or lose.

The sound of waves hitting the rocks was heard.

Wen Jin continued: "Actually, when I first saw you when I was a child, you saved me. I actually couldn't forget you, Brother Shen. Later, when we grew up, We met again at the cocktail party..."

He said a lot more.

Shen Yi's eyes were completely on Jian Shangwen's hand that was so close to him.

Just when he squinted his eyes slightly, the person next to him leaned down gently when the two were about to get close. 

His clear and hot breath came close and fell lightly on his ear. It was obviously just a breath that could not be shallower, but it was particularly clear in this quiet night. 

The hot and humid breath fell on his sensitive ear.

Just beside the ear where Shen Yi held the phone, a light breath blew on it, with a bone-piercing numbness.

When Wen Jin was still pouring out his heart, he suddenly heard a very patient groan from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the faint sound of the waves, which seemed particularly low in the night.

"Brother Shen..." Wen Jin was shocked. Why did he feel that this voice was a bit unusual? 

He said nervously: "What's wrong with you?"

There was no explanation from the other end of the phone. The call was hung up with a "Zhe" . Shen Yi raised his head and met the bright and smiling eyes of the person beside him. 

Jian Shangwen sat beside him, smiling like a fox who had succeeded. 

He said slowly: "Director Shen, am I considered to be defeated?" 

"You don't allow me to touch you, not even with external force." Jian Shangwen said: "Then breathing should not count." 

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows: "The rules don't allow you to sneak attack when I answer the phone."