The bathroom in Zhan Jin's house is also very clean. Bottles and cans are put together, as well as facial cleanser. Everything smells good. Jiang Chenyu stood under the shower head and water rushed down from his head. He used the bathroom shampoo.

And shower gel, I smelled it on Zhan Jin for a long time just now, and I smelled it again in the bathroom.

And it was more intense, and the heat from all directions made my face feel hot.

Why is this feeling so weird?

——The bathroom is full of Zhan Jin’s smell.

This idea came to his mind.

The hot water was steaming, and the white mist shrouded my smoked face. It was a bit too hot, so Jiang Chenyu stretched out his hand to cool down the water a little.

The guest room was cleaned regularly and there was no dust. Zhan Jin spread out the new quilt from the cabinet on the bed, took out a new set of pajamas, and knocked on the bathroom door, "I put the clean clothes outside, and the new underwear."

, If you haven’t worn them yet, put your clothes in the dirty clothes basket first.”

Inside, Jiang Chen said "Oh".

"As for the bicycle, I will find someone to help adjust the monitoring tomorrow." Zhan Jin said, "If you can't find it, I will accompany you to buy a new one."

Jiang Chenyu: "...It's okay."

Speaking of this matter, Jiang Chenyu was very depressed.

He righteously refused Zhan Jin's stay at the beginning. Zhan Jin sent him downstairs and accompanied him to the place where he parked his bicycle. However, he couldn't find the bicycle. Zhan Jin watched him turn around twice without giving up.

, the two looked at each other and came to a conclusion——

The car was lost.

Some are unfortunate and some are funny.

Zhan Jin returned to the room, leaving the door open on purpose. There was a sound of opening the door in the bathroom. After a while, Jiang Chenyu walked to his door wearing pajamas. He turned around and saw that he was wearing his pajamas, V-neck, and

The feeling is very...different from him.

Jiang Chenyu has a slim figure, and the clothes on him feel loose and empty. The skin around the collarbone is red, and his hair is wet and hanging on his forehead. He is less aggressive and more docile, and his hair is still at the end.

The water is dripping down, from the neck to the collar.

"Are there any towels?" he asked.

Zhan Jin went to get him a towel and a hair dryer, and the hair dryer made a buzzing sound.

Zhan Jin leaned on the sofa, glanced at the hem of his clothes that he had raised, raised his eyes and said, "There was a call on your cell phone just now."

"Huh? What did you say?" Jiang Chen asked as he stopped the hair dryer.

Zhan Jin repeated, "I didn't answer Pan Yunxi's call."

Jiang Chen said "oh" when he heard it.

After he had his hair almost done, he put away the hair dryer and went to get his cell phone. Zhan Jin came up from behind him and asked, "Aren't you going to call him back?"

Breath sprayed on Jiang Chenyu's neck. Jiang Chenyu shrank his shoulders and covered his neck with his hands, "You..."

"Um?"

"Don't talk into my ears."

"oh."

Jiang Chen checked his cell phone twice and heard Zhan Jin ask: "Is this your sensitive point?"

Jiang Chenyu: "..."

How could he, so seriously, ask such a thing!

"zj?" Zhan Jin looked at a number he dialed by mistake, "Is this the note you gave me?"

This question at least separated Jiang Chenyu from the previous question, and he said "hmm".

"Why this?" In fact, Zhan Jin could probably guess that if he sent him a message about this note, and if someone accidentally saw it, he wouldn't be able to guess it for a while.

"What notes did you give me?" Jiang Chenyu asked.

"Your name." Zhan Jin said, "I'm not as good at playing as you are."

Jiang Chenyu: "..." This sounds weird.

"He sent you a lot of messages." Zhan Jin pointed to the phone and asked if they had quarreled.

Jiang Chen looked like he didn't want to say anything more, so he just said no. He didn't even click on his message, so he left. Suddenly he raised his eyes and asked him, "What's the real name of my note?"

Zhan Jin looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "You don't believe it?"

Jiang Chenyu said nothing.

Zhan Jin: "Okay, it's not a name."

"!" Jiang Chenyu actually wanted to see if there was any inappropriate software on his phone, but he didn't expect it was not his name.

Zhan Jin didn't understand what he was thinking, so he took out his cell phone, unlocked it, and handed it to him. It was Jiang Chenyu's phone number, and the note was "Classmate Jiang."

This remark is not ambiguous, but it is not too serious either. It contains a bit of intimacy that only I know about.

In the end, the software didn't work. Jiang Chen went to the guest room and found that the sheets and quilts were all laid out. He glanced at Zhan Jin's wrist. Zhan Jin noticed his gaze and moved his wrist, saying that he felt better after the massage.

a lot of.

"Go to bed early." Zhan Jin said, "Good night."

Turning off the lights, Jiang Chenyu lay on the quilt. There was the smell of the sun on the quilt. He smelled the smell of himself. There was also some fragrance on his pajamas. He had the same smell as Zhan Jin, but it smelled like Zhan Jin's.

It seems to smell much better.

Early the next morning, when Zhan Jin woke up, Jiang Chenyu was already up. He opened the door and went out and saw Jiang Chenyu hanging clothes. He looked carefully and saw that Jiang Chenyu was holding his underwear.

Zhan Jin opened the balcony door and looked at the thing in his hand, "Why are you touching this thing?"

"Aren't you having trouble with your hands?" Jiang Chen asked, "I saw you put it... so I washed it for you by the way."

Zhan Jin seems easy-going, but in fact he is a person with a strong sense of boundaries. The area within the home belongs to his domain. Except for letting people come to clean, he rarely lets others touch his private property. Strictly speaking,

Jiang Chenyu was the first person to touch his underwear since he had the ability to take care of himself.

"You are really..." Straight men are really too slow sometimes.

After Jiang Chenyu suddenly appeared at his door last night, something seemed to be different.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chenyu also washed someone's underwear for the first time. He had just woken up at the time and didn't think much about it. After seeing him, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"So virtuous." Zhan Jin took the underwear from his hand, hung it up, and said sideways, "I have to reward you."

Reward? How to reward?

He turned his back and said in a low voice: "No, your wrist is what it is now because of me."

Zhan Jin: “What do you want to eat for breakfast?”

Jiang Chenyu didn't stay at Zhan Jin's house for too long. They had breakfast together. Jiang Chenyu massaged Zhan Jin's hand again, "If you remember some acupuncture points, you can press them yourself."

"Can't you help me?" Zhan Jin asked, leaning on the pillow.

His tone sounded friendly and natural, somewhat similar to the tone he used when he said "my hand hurts".

Jiang Chenyu: "I don't have time all the time. It's very simple. Here... press your thumb for a few minutes..."

"Here?" Zhan Jin's fingertips touched Jiang Chenyu's wrist.

Jiang Chen was stunned and said, "Do it yourself."

"You press it once for me and I'll give it a try and see if it's right."

"……oh."

"Your wrist seems smaller than mine." Zhan Jin circled his wrist with his middle finger and thumb touching.

A dry and warm feeling came from the wrist.

"Your hands have long fingers." Jiang Chenyu pursed his lower lip and said. He tried to circle Zhan Jin's wrist. Then he realized what he was doing, his Adam's apple rolled, and he let go of his hand as if it was burning.

.

Zhan Jin glanced at him and felt that he was a little embarrassed. He joked: "Is there a thorn in my hand?"

"Static electricity." Jiang Chenyu said.

"Oh." Zhan Jin didn't break the static electricity and only shocked him, so as to avoid further embarrassment for the little straight man.

After the massage, Jiang Chenyu went into the bathroom to wash his hands. The water rushed over the back of his hands. He held his wrist with his wet hands and put it under the faucet for a while.

Jiang Chenyu's clothes were washed and dried last night. He put on his own clothes. Zhan Jin sent him out. When he got home, he felt a lot emptier. He put on his shoes and walked in to see Jiang on the sofa.

Chen Yu had changed into pajamas. He picked up the pajamas with his index finger. The pajamas had been worn by Jiang Chen Yu all night and were stained with the fragrance of shower gel.

He thought of Jiang Chenyu wearing this pajamas.

Pajamas fit much better on Jiang Chenyu than on him.

The matter of the lost bicycle soon came to light. The bicycle was parked there and was ridden away by someone. It was difficult to see the face with the hat on. The surveillance also recorded that Jiang Chenyu drove there twice that night but did not get on.

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To be continued...