Yan Shaohan, who was in the bathroom, inexplicably remembered what the young man had just said.

Does he like him?

This question came to his mind more than once, but each time it ended in nothing.

Yan Shaohan himself didn't know,

Anyway, he will be inexplicably in a good mood when he sees the teenager laughing, he will unconsciously soften his heart when he sees the teenager's grievances, and he can't help but feel distressed when he sees the teenager injured.

Is this like?

He didn't know.

But he knew,

For that beautiful boy, he was a little selfish.

In his thought that it was the boy who was just his younger brother, it was his responsibility to take care of him.

is not a person who drills the horns of the bull, Yan Shaohan found a reason to convince himself, a reason to continue to be good to the boy.

When he came out again, Yan Shaohan's gray casual clothes had been replaced by a bathrobe.

White is a pure color, which complements Yan Shaohan's noble face.

Yan Shaohan's tall body looked ascetic.

Seeing that the young man was still sitting at his desk playing computer games, without noticing anything unusual, Yan Shaohan felt that he had simply lost to him.

"Go take a shower."

It's totally commanding, aggressive.

He looked at the computer that was turned off, looked at the man with some doubts, and then was amazed by the man.

I have to say that men have a face that is very outstanding and can't even find any faults, and any style can be easily controlled. Unlike his usual meticulousness, he looked a little lazy in a bathrobe, and some drops of water from his black hair ran down the contours of his face. That noble face is still thin and as calm as ever.

There is a temptation, called Yan Shaohan!

He thought to himself that if anyone around him at this time, whether male or female, would be fascinated by the cold elegance of his cheap brother.

"Go take a shower."

The boy's eyes were too revealing, and although he was glad that the boy could look at him with such an obsessive look, he had to say that he was not in a very good mood right now.

Repeating it patiently, Yan Shaohan's eyebrows raised slightly, revealing a little impatience.

"Oh!"

Repeating the words, I could clearly hear the impatience and impatience in the man's words, and he didn't care about being disturbed by his game time, so he was ready to get up and take a shower.

After just a few steps, I felt a force coming from the back collar of my shirt.

When I turned my head, I saw that my back collar was grabbed by the man's big palm again, and I hadn't seen it for a long time, and I thought it was an action that happened in the past.

But now that he's so well-behaved, why is he still doing this?

"Brother Han, what's wrong?"

It's no wonder that the tone of the analysis is not good, his back collar is pulled by others, and he feels really bad that he has no way to escape.

"Wounds on your hands can't touch water."

"Oh~ got it. I'll be careful. ”

After all, I still care about myself! The analysis is also very well-behaved.

I was still wearing a coat, and I couldn't see that the gauze inside had been removed, otherwise it would be a good meal.

Regained his freedom, he slipped away like a monkey, and wanted to go to the bathroom immediately, lest he be caught by the man again.

Yan Shaohan didn't care much, walked to the balcony next to him, and started to smoke.

The night in Wucheng was very beautiful, Yan Shaohan sat on the hanging chair, and circles of smoke protruded from his mouth, adding a trace of earthiness to his noble and extraordinary face!

Yan Shaohan usually doesn't smoke, and that thing, if you eat too much, it's not good.

He knew all of that.

But it is because of this that such a statement seems mysterious!

……

Use my three fireworks, in exchange for your life. The long street is long, the fireworks are numerous, you pick up the lights and look back. The short pavilion is short, the red dust is grinding, and I sigh again.

- Xiao Ding, "Zhu Xian"