[Don't look at indecent acts! 】

……

Dead.

In the dim light, only the sound of the bathtub sounded, and the rhythm was soothing, like breathing.

The man, quietly immersed in the water, did not move.

Time seems to stand still.

Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed.

It's almost four o'clock in the morning.

Tilting Huang is very curious, even if it is a water massage, it can't be too long, right?

He obviously fell asleep in the bathtub, isn't he afraid of catching a cold?

Suddenly.

Melodious music played, and the screen of his mobile phone that he had put aside lit up.

Someone called.

The sleeping man was woken up and reacted.

Tearing off the blindfold, his handsome face was confused, and he reached out and fumbled for his phone.

"Hmm, Sister Ya?" He squinted sleepily and picked up the phone.

The voice is slurred, a little misty, but more sultry.

Tinghuang vaguely heard the woman on the other side of the phone say:

"It's almost four o'clock, and it's late.

I'll go to the studio right away and pick you up by the way. I put on makeup on the way......"

The woman spoke quickly, her voice was slightly stern, and she arranged things through with a crackle.

Sounds like his agent or something.

Tinghuang vaguely felt that "Sister Ya" was not very good-tempered.

Because she complained on the phone, she asked Song Jingche why she was so busy with work and why she went back to the apartment to sleep.

Then he told him to hurry up and get ready, she would be there in twenty minutes at most.

Tilting Phoenix is a little heartbroken.

He went back to the apartment, not even two hours.

Didn't sleep well at all.

"He's so busy......"

Tilting Phoenix was secretly helpless in his heart.

This is the rhythm of an idol's life, and I can't wait to have 48 hours a day.

The more prosperous the career, the fewer holidays and the more overtime.

But she thought it was strange.

He is so busy, works hard, and with his own conditions, he should have been a super first-line entertainment industry boss a long time ago!

Why haven't you reached the top yet?

In this world, in his field, he is not the best?

Tilting Huang was a little hesitant and a little confused.

She unilaterally believes that there must be a reason for this! It must be so.

She was looking for a chance to find out.

And Song Jingche, after taking the phone, was stunned in the bathtub.

After sobering up for a few moments, he slowly sat up.

Milky white milk slipped from his well-textured chest, and his eyes were half-down, his eyes slightly dark, and he still seemed a little sleepy.

But he still stood up and stepped out of the bathtub.

He walked towards the shower, his body facing her.

Tilt: "!! ”

Oh!

Don't look at indecent acts!

It's a pity she can't close her eyes.

Then it's hard to be embarrassed, take a look (*\/ω\*)

Song Jingche didn't waste much time, and pressed the remote control as he walked.

The bathtub starts cleaning automatically, and the small robot vacuum cleaner comes out to clean it.

He himself, on the other hand, turned on the shower and began to bathe.

The mint-flavored shower gel washed away the milky fragrance on his body, exuding a faint hormonal smell that belonged to a young man.

The man's body, without the slightest fat on the whole body, is slender and toned, and there seems to be strength in the leanness.

His muscles, not exaggerated.

It's just the right degree.

It not only gives him a little more masculinity that is rare in creamy Xiaosheng, but also does not look wild and rude.

This is also the point that many young girls are fascinated by.

It's just that.

Maybe a little in a hurry, he took a quick shower.

Before he could come to his senses, he wiped his body clean, put on his clothes, and wrapped himself tightly.

The neatly dressed young man watched the little robot sweep the floor, and then took his mobile phone to look at the time.

Sister Ya hasn't arrived yet, and he still has a little free time to think about what to do.

Soon.

Song Jingche frowned slightly and looked towards the window.

The curtains are tight.

And he's on the fifth floor here.

But he felt as if he was being stared at by something outside the window......