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Mo Yu picked up the towel that wiped his head and sat down next to the bunk, that is, behind the young man.

The short jet-black hair was wet, and Mo Yu's slender fingers picked up a towel and wiped it on the top of his head.

Despite the rudeness, it is full of sultry.

It is in stark contrast to the gentleness of the young man who wiped his head for the teenager before.

The boy's hair has always dried quickly, and it only took Mo Yu two minutes for his hair to be almost dry.

Mo Yu stood up straight, walked to the bathroom, and then put the towel back in its original place.

Looking at Wan Zexi, who was sleeping very deeply, Mo Yu took off his shoes, stepped on the futon on the ground, and then sat sideways next to the young man.

The knobly distinct fingers went around the young man's waist and pulled the bedding up, who knew that at this time, the young man turned his body over, and his whole face suddenly crashed into Mo Yu's sight.

Mo Yu's almost froze.

The young man's delicate and beautiful face was close to him, which made Mo Yu more able to see the young man's face more clearly.

The sleeping boy was really much gentler than usual, and his cold eyebrows and eyes looked much softer because of the relaxation.

The boy's skin was white and tender, and Mo Yu couldn't help but poke the boy's cheek curiously.

It's so soft.

This was Mo Yu's first reaction.

It's still very fragrant.

Because of the proximity, the innumerable cold aroma on the young man's body became more obvious.

Such a move, such a posture, if it weren't for Mo Yu's noble and handsome face, I don't know if I would think it was a lewd man.

Mo Yu glanced at the young man, and then lifted the futon and lay on the floor.

Although the floor shop looks a little small, it is still possible to present two people.

The boy was very thin, and he slept on his side, so the remaining position was just enough for Mo Yu to lie down.

Mo Yu casually lowered his eyes, twisted his fingertips over the corner of the futon, and casually brought it to his waist.

The distance between the two people was very close, and Mo Yu tried his best to arch towards the boy's place, so that it looked like the boy was nestled in Mo Yu's arms.

For a while, Mo Yu couldn't sleep.

He originally wanted to take sleeping pills, but because the boy slept here, he stopped that thought.

Insomnia is not a matter of one or two days, and Mo Yu's sentence "A person is prone to nightmares" is actually his true words.

The shadow of childhood is not something that can be shaken off if you want to.

He thought he had forgotten, but in the middle of the night, he would wake up with nightmares.

The shiver that went deep into his bones had become his knee-jerk reaction.

In fact, his heart is very indifferent to these things, even if he goes back to that time and sees himself at that time, he can stand there with a cold face, as if those things have nothing to do with him.

Wan Zexi is not very honest when she sleeps, and she has a habit of cleanliness, so she naturally likes to sleep alone.

But what she didn't expect was that Mo Yu was secretly lying on the floor where she hit.

"Smack".

Wan Zexi accidentally touched Mo Yu's neck.

Mo Yu came back to his senses.

He lowered his eyes and swept his gaze towards the boy's sleeping face.

I saw that the young man lifted the futon on the upper half of his body, and his entire arm was exposed.

In addition to indifference in Mo Yu's eyes, the rest was helpless pampering.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^