The man was not in a hurry to open the door. The obsidian eyes flashed teasingly. He curled his lips and said in a low voice: "You seem to have forgotten to take your clothes?"

  The boy's eyes darkened, his lips were slightly pressed, and his voice could not be heard with joy or anger: "Oh."

  "Shall I bring it in for you?" The man's hand was still on the handle, and the joking smile in his eyes could not cover up.

  The young man squinted his eyes slightly, his hair wet with water was a little messy, and the corners of his red lips made a faint curve: "Do you want me to go?"

  The sound of water in the bathroom kept ringing, and the man's body became hot, and his mind could not help but imagine the beautiful spring in the bathroom.

  Rong Junyi slowed down, swept away the mess of thoughts in his mind, and put his hand down subconsciously.

  Then the bathroom door closed tightly with a "bang--".

  Rong Junyi touched her nose in a slightly embarrassing manner. After all this happened, the child refused to say that she was a female?

   Shu Cheng closed the door, her eyes under the broken black hair narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips dangled with a slight smile.

  The hot water wets her hair and drenches it on top of her head, making her thinking clearer.

  ……

  Rong Junyi "fidgets" on the sofa outside the bathroom. The sound of water in the bathroom always makes him think of something indescribable. His lower body is already hot.

  Shu Cheng wrapped the white cloth, bound her chest, put on a piece of clothing and went out, the towel was still on her hair.

   "Crack—" The sound of the door opening sounded.

  Rong Junyi looked sideways, and Shu Cheng's gaze swept towards him.

  Four eyes face each other.

  The young man wiped his short hair with a towel, looked at the man, a slight smile was drawn on the corner of his lips.

  The man touched his nose, thinking of the child's charming spring in his mind, and finally walked quickly to the bathroom with his clothes.

  The young man was left alone in the room, and there was a soft laugh.

  The boy held Hong Fei in his hand, recalling the man’s previous appearance, and the guess in his heart was confirmed.

  ——The man already knows that she is a woman.

  So, now that she knows it, she doesn’t say anything, let her play, do men want to play routines?

  The young boy's eyes squinted and exuded a hint of danger. It was really good, and she had been worried that he was cautious about discovering his female identity.

  Should this Oscar winner be awarded to him?

  The young man’s fingers rested on Hong Fei, and a wicked smile appeared on the corners of his lips. Since he likes to play so much, how about she play with him?

  I'm afraid this man will not touch her as long as she doesn't talk about female status for a day, right?

  So, some have played.

  ……

  The man took a cold shower and he saw the teenager smiling at him, his thin pajamas stuck to his body, and his throat could not help but dry.

  "Where are you going to sleep tonight?" The boy's voice was filled with a smile, which was very sultry.

  The man's dark eyes dimmed, and his deep voice was a little dumb: "With you."

   "Oh?" The boy's dark eyes cast a glance at the man, without any meaning, "Let me sleep?"

  The man’s dark eyes were dark, and he glanced at the boy, with a playful smile flashing in the depths of his eyes, and stepped forward to ravage the boy’s hair.

  The young man lowered his head and allowed the big hands above his head to make a mess. The smile deep in the eyes that men couldn't see could not be covered up. Since ancient times, he couldn't hold back his affection. He always got popular routines, depending on who played the routine deeply.