Yan Yu's sleeves were stained with wet towels, and his wrists were cold.

If you pestle like this, it's too much performance art.

"Uh...... Xiao Yan, let's go back first. ”

"Brother Xiao Yan, you take me back." Lan Weiyan boldly sprinkled with drunkenness.

“…… Good. ”

Lan Weiyan's request, Yan Yu always seemed to be unable to refuse.

"You can help you get it." Yan Yu was about to throw him the cumbersome mineral water bottle and wet towel in his hand.

Lan Weiyan finally let go of Yan Yu's neck and took the thing.

How do I carry it...... Again, it's a technical puzzle.

Yan Yu weighed it, "I'll carry you." ”

"Oh-no, no, no, I want Brother Xiao Yan to hug!" Lan Weiyan pursed his lips, his bulging face and a beautiful flush.

"Okay, good......" Yan Yu scratched his head uncomfortably.

He leaned over slightly, put one hand on Lan Weiyan's back, and reached his knee with the other hand to lift his leg.

"Hee-hee." Lan Weiyan held the mineral water bottle and smiled with a confused look in his eyes, "Brother Xiao Yan can move me." ”

“…… Don't underestimate me. Yan Yu gritted his teeth and strode to the elevator door.

Because it was late at night and the passenger elevator of the hotel apartment was very sufficient, the two of them took the road to the destination floor without being disturbed halfway.

It also made Yan Yu breathe a sigh of relief - the possibility of seeing him as a big man holding another big boy is still quite high.

"Arrived, come down?" Yan Yu gasped slightly, and fine sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

"Don't, can you carry me to the bed~" Lan Weiyan deliberately dragged out the end note, which made people's hearts tingle.

Yan Yu gentleman nodded, "The door card is in the pocket on the inside of my suit, you can help me get it." ”

Lan Weiyan held something in one hand, and pulled into Yan Yu's suit with the other hand with bad intentions.

I didn't touch the keycard, but ...... The pectoral muscles feel good.

"Oh, your hands...... It is the pocket of the inside of the suit, not the pocket of the shirt. Yan Yu shouted in a short breath.

Lan Weiyan took it as the wind in his ears, and his hot hand simply reached into the gap between the buttons of his shirt and kneaded it indiscriminately.

Xiao Yan...... Take your hands away, or I'll throw you down. Yan Yu's face was blue and black.

"Well, it's so comfortable to the touch...... Lan Weiyan said softly.

In the next second, Lan Weiyan's wail resounded through the corridor, "Whew! It hurts! ”

Yan Yu hurriedly leaned over to cover his mouth, "Don't disturb others to rest." ”

Lan Weiyan blinked aggrievedly with teary eyes, "My ass-"

"Whoever told you to tease your boss deserves it." Yan Yu pouted.

The old man straightened his suit, took out the room card and opened the door, looking at Lan Weiyan with a pitiful face on the ground, "Are you okay?" I didn't fall hard, I know. Let's go into the house first. ”

"Wow, you hug me!" Lan Weiyan is half coquettish and half splattered.

Yan Yu silently felt that he had done a little too much, but he still had lingering palpitations about hugging him.

"Hug what? Get up by yourself, what if you eat my tofu again? ”

"I'll eat your tofu, you can," Lan Weiyan's eyes rolled, "You can eat it back!" ”

“…… But you're not the type I want to eat tofu. ”

Lan Weiyan jumped up, stepped forward and hugged Yan Yu's neck, and closed the door with his right foot.

"What should I do, Brother Xiao Yan is the type I want to eat tofu."

"Xiao Yan, you've drunk too much." Yan Yu dodged the strong smell of wine that spewed out of his mouth.