It's so refreshing after masturbation.

Ahem...... After petting the cat to be exact.

Han Feiyu walked out of the room with brisk and comfortable steps, his eyes slanted slightly, and he saw Song Yichen smirking while playing games on the sofa.

Song Yichen raised his head in his busy schedule, saw Han Feiyu not far away, and habitually asked, "What do you eat at night, I'm hungry." ”

Good guys, you know how to eat when you have a mouth.

It's you, Song Rice Bucket.

Han Feiyu couldn't help but pout in his heart, and replied nonchalantly: "I said what to eat, is it useful, you decide, tell me later." ”

"Woooooo Do these people on the other side have a grudge against me, and they are trying to get me. ”

"You come, you come, I don't have time, play games. You can do anything. ”

Song Yichen still kicked the ball out.

Han Feiyu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, every time he pushed this kind of troublesome thing to him, he was about to become a full-time little nanny.

He shook his head, ignored it, and walked to the balcony to put away the clothes that had been dried.

Then while Song Yichen was still indulging in the game, he quietly walked into the bathroom.

Let's wait until after taking a shower.

Han Feiyu cut his hair, stood under the shower, took off the sticky clothes on his body one by one, and threw them aside.

I couldn't help but glance at myself in the makeup mirror directly in front of me.

The hair really seems to have grown a lot, and it's a little messy, and the beard on the chin is not too short, and I have the impression that I haven't taken care of it for a while, and I let them grow freely.

Tsk tsk.

Han Feiyu flattened his mouth with some disgust, stood under the shower, and flipped the switch.

The water poured from the top of his head, dripping down his body with a loud bang.

......

Song Yichen in the living room was wondering why Han Feiyu didn't take care of himself, and it happened that the game was over, so he put down his mobile phone and looked around, and found that Han Feiyu was no longer visible.

There was a faint sound of water flowing in the direction of the bathroom.

She crept to the bathroom door and knocked on it.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feiyu's voice was heard coming from inside.

Turning off the shower, Han Feiyu wiped a handful of water from his face, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Are you in there?"

Song Yichen's words were simply knowingly asked.

"Otherwise, could it be that a ghost is inside?"

Han Feiyu was really too lazy to continue talking nonsense with her, and if he said more, he felt that he would live ten years less.

Fortunately, Song Yichen, who was outside, no longer continued to ask some strange cerebral palsy questions.

He was finally relieved, but suddenly something terrible flashed through his head.

The bathroom door was locked, right?

Right, right, right?

Han Feiyu shook his head, but found that he couldn't recall it anyway.

⊙﹏⊙

Oh roar, it's over!

But...... No one knows.

Han Feiyu unconsciously sped up his pace, and after a few minutes, he wiped his hair and walked out of the shower.

The first time is to arm the lower body, after all, you can't go out with an oversized mosaic, right?

After a long sigh of relief, he leaned his face to the mirror and reached for his hand where the razor had been placed.

The razor is still in its original place, but there are a lot more bottles and cans.

It's all Song Yichen's stuff.

Han Feiyu carefully tried not to touch it, otherwise it was likely to be a large uproar.

Shave off your beard and blow dry your hair.

Han Feiyu was very satisfied with the face in the mirror at this moment, and the corners of his mouth raised his eyebrows.

Tut-tut!

Where did this come from?

Handsome and chic, suave, only better than Zijian, looks like Pan An!

Ahem......

Han Feiyu put on his clothes and coughed lightly, thinking secretly in his heart, fortunately, the master did not make his debut, otherwise he would definitely be fascinated by thousands of girls.

Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend.

What's more, long live the fucking single!

If Song Yichen knew what he was thinking, he would definitely take a bite without hesitation.

Phew, stinky and shameless!

Han Feiyu put on a bright yellow short-sleeved shirt and was about to leave with the changed clothes, but he saw a white object on the ground.

When I picked it up and took a closer look, I immediately felt regretful about it.

This turned out to be a lace Bra.

It's really a bloody mold today!

Han Feiyu didn't even have to think about it to know whose thing it was.

What to do, pick it all up?

He stood there and hesitated, but in a spirit of humanitarianism, he grabbed the slender shoulder strap with his fingers trembling and placed it in the corner of the dressing table.

After tidying up his messy mood a little, Han Feiyu casually pushed open the bathroom door and walked out.

A few steps away, he passed by Song Yichen, and without looking back, he said very solemnly: "Your things have fallen in the bathroom." ”

“？？？”

What is it?

Song Yichen looked stunned, his head full of questions.

Han Feiyu threw his clothes into the washing machine, and when he turned around, he found that Song Yichen was still standing in place, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Wouldn't you know what you could do for yourself?

Han Feiyu really couldn't do anything about her. If you had known, you shouldn't have opened your mouth to warn.

The hand owes and the mouth owes.

What a fucking fight!

But at this point, he really had no way to say anything, so he could only frown and say, "Just that thing, that thing......"

"Huh?"

Song Yichen tilted his head and blinked, still not understanding.

Good guys, I guess you're playing here?

"Hey, I'm so angry, don't you know if you go inside and see it yourself? ”

Han Feiyu said with some hatred.

"Oooh. ”

Song Yichen nodded as if he was surprised, raised a pair of long legs and walked towards the bathroom, but suddenly stopped halfway through, turned his head and pointed at Han Feiyu and said, "Han Dog, if you dare to play with me, you will die!"

Han Feiyu slapped his forehead.

Are you standing here wondering this?

Is Ye such a low-level and uninteresting person?

Han Feiyu secretly picked up one of the grapes she had washed and put it in his mouth.

Yo roar, it's not bad and it's quite sweet.

A few seconds later, Song Yichen walked out of the bathroom with her white personal belongings.

His face was slightly red, and he hurried back to the room against the wall.

Han Feiyu leaned back towards the sofa.

Hum!

Ye is not wrong.

The hateful woman dared to question the noble personality of the lord!

Han Feiyu crossed his legs and sat in the middle of the sofa, like a king re-ascending to the throne. Looking around, it seems to be patrolling mountains and rivers.

At this time, it would be nice to have Brother Flower Arm by his side.

Aren't the peerless gods of war and the emperor of the universe in the novel all like to raise a little follower.

The master's follower decided that it was you.

Come on!

Ahem, this relationship seems to be a bit messy, but it's okay, I call you big brother, you call me boss!

"Flower Arm! Flower Arm!"

Han Feiyu was angry, and Dantian shouted twice.

No response was heard from Flower Arm.

Instead, from the crack in the door of the room, a soft mass was squeezed out.

It is the thin flower arm that was just born by Han Feiyu not long ago.

It took light steps, passed the sofa, passed the coffee table, and went straight to the cat's nest, and disappeared in a puff of smoke, not even bothering to glance at Han Feiyu halfway.

Han Feiyu: "......"

I feel offended.

However, as a man, grace is essential.

Han Feiyu didn't plan to do any more care, so Hua Arm could get away with it.

Just as he was thinking about the bottomless, Song Yichen pushed open the door of the room and walked out.

Han Feiyu just glanced at it, then picked up the remote control and rummaged aimlessly through interesting programs.

"Go over there. ”

Song Yichen's voice sounded in his ears.

Han Feiyu was stunned for a moment, and then moved his position next to him without saying a word.

Separated by a person's position, Song Yichen also sat down quietly.

She looked a little absent-minded and didn't know what she was thinking.

Han Feiyu didn't want to touch his head and didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he simply continued to say nothing.

"You ......"

As soon as Song Yichen opened his mouth, Han Feiyu quietly moved away a few points.

"Don't thank me, after all, I am a good young man in the new era. ”

Han Feiyu waved his hand, with a straight face.

Song Yichen's mouth opened slightly, and he was stunned, not knowing what to say for a while.

What a Korean dog, who wants to thank you, why didn't you find out so brazen before!

She lifted her leg up angrily and kicked lightly in the direction of Han Feiyu.

"What are you doing?"

"Hmph, this sofa has long been requisitioned by the palace. ”

“......”

Sure enough, everything just now was just a flash in the pan, and the dynasty has not yet been restored, and it still needs to continue to work hard.

Han Feiyu's territory has become a small loss again.

Poor and weak have no choice.

Damn woman, sooner or later I will snatch back the lost territory!

Han Feiyu looked at a pair of fair-skinned feet close at hand, and immediately swore at the LED lights on the ceiling.

The living room gradually fell silent, except for the sound of the TV show.

Song Yichen took out her mobile phone again, which may never leave her, and bored herself to watch the short video.

Perhaps the greatest use of this stuff is to pass the time.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Han Feiyu's side face.

At this moment, he was cross-legged, leaning on the sofa and staring intently at the TV, Kang seemed to cherish this precious leisure time.

Maybe he was a little distracted just now, but when he saw Han Feiyu who had shaved off his beard at this moment, he felt a little ...... Handsome?

is completely different from the unnamed boy group idols in variety shows, both in temperament and appearance.

At first glance, it doesn't seem to feel anything, it's ordinary, ordinary.

But after a few more glances, people are a little reluctant to look away.

It was as if something wonderful existed.

Song Yichen's cheeks were slightly red unconsciously, thinking that Han Feiyu hadn't noticed her gaze, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After a while, I sneaked a few more sneak glances.

Strange, what's wrong with me?

Song Yichen puffed out his mouth, his eyes were round, and his thoughts didn't know where to fly.

Suddenly, a string in her mind seemed to break, she came back to her senses and sat up from the sofa suddenly, moving her body closer to Han Feiyu.

Then he tapped his shoulder with his finger, and said weakly, "You...... Just in there...... Didn't do it...... What's a bad thing, right?"

“？？？”

Han Feiyu slowly turned his head in panic, his eyes full of incredulity.