"Okay."

After a long time, Como relented.

Yue Chen was stunned, and his eyes instantly swelled with sparkling light, and he couldn't help but bend his eyes slightly: "Really? ”

"Hmm." Comer nodded. Persistent low-grade fever is not the solution.

Besides, a suite, the distance between the inside and the outside, will not be known, and there will be no rumors that are not good for Yue Chen.

"Commo, I really like you." Yue Chen sat up on the edge of the bed, hugged the waist of Ke Mo who was standing on the side of the bed unexpectedly, and said softly half-jokingly.

“…… Loosen. ”

Yue Chen rubbed a few times before letting go, and when he raised his eyes to see Ke Mo with an expressionless and stiff face, he couldn't help but laugh at the cute little dimples, which made people unable to get angry at all.

At night.

Under the gaze of Ke Mo, Yue Chen forced himself to finish the bland and tasteless white porridge and walked into the bathroom.

It was rare that there was no cold water on the side, and he put his slender fingers to his lips and smiled.

After washing, he sat down on the big bed and let Comer blow dry his hair in an unfamiliar way. Yue Chen lay down in the thick quilt and looked carefully at Ke Mo who was reading with a warm light on the small lamp next to him.

Como was not accustomed to using a hair dryer after taking a shower, so his hair was never half dry, and his body temperature was always cold, just like his cold expression, and the surface was often unkind.

The gray striped pajamas and pajamas set off his flexible waistline, straight legs, and the buttons are meticulously buttoned to the top, and his temperament is ascetic and restrained.

Yue Chen lowered his eyes and licked his lips as if he was thirsty.

Although I am very sorry for Como, I have dreamed countless times that I have made people cry, and it is true that I can no longer be calm and calm.

"Aren't you sleeping?" He asked, stretching out his hand and wrapping his arms around the man's thin waist as if inadvertently.

Ke Mo shrank slightly after being touched, and the book in his hand suddenly became a little unreadable for some reason: "Hmm." ”

"But I can't sleep with the lights on." Yue Chen, because of a cold, slightly nasal voice.

“……”

Ke Mo was quiet for a few seconds, put the book on the button, and was about to turn off the light and lie down, but was stopped by Yue Chen: "Wait." ”

“？” Ke Mo was puzzled, watched Yue Chen get out of bed and brought a hair dryer close at hand, climbed up and skillfully dried his hair for him, and said softly: "It's going to have a headache." ”

“…… Oh. ”

finally fell asleep, and Ke Mo also came to a few sleepy feelings inexplicably. He turned his back to Yue Chen, habitually curled himself into a ball, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Behind him, the young man's warm embrace came up, and Yue Chen rubbed the back of his neck dependently.

Ke Mo subconsciously opened his eyes, and was about to let him go uncomfortably, when he heard Yue Chen's soft voice call him: "Ke Mo, I want to talk to you." ”

“……”

Ke Mo, who was disturbed from sleeping, was expressionless, thinking that he would refuse, but he didn't expect that after a few seconds, he unconsciously turned to face him.

It's really-

Ke Mo was helpless, familiar with the eyes of the dark environment, and could vaguely see the outline of Yue Chen.

"To say," before he could say anything, he felt something suddenly stick to his lips, a soft and wet soft touch, and in the darkness, his slender fingers gently clasped his chin, preventing him from tilting his head and struggling.

After being stunned for a while, Ke Mo realized that it was Yue Chen kissing him, so surprised and stunned, he froze for a while, not knowing what to do.

Not feeling the rejection and resistance that he thought he would have, Yue Chen's moist lips opened slightly, and his nervous and flustered heartbeat seemed to be released, and he couldn't help but turn over and press the stiff man under him.

As early as that day, when Commo helped him take a bath, he wanted to do this when he saw that his face was calm, but his hands trembled slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he pursed his lips unsteadily to untie his belt.

Yue Chen's long legs knelt beside him, his hand touched his collar, his fingertips were slightly crisp, and he slowed his breathing, and the young man's voice was slightly hoarse because of love and desire: "Ke Mo, do you want to have a relationship with me?" ”