Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Look at me?" Wen Yanzhi didn't know when he came back, holding a towel in his hand, leaning against the bathroom door, and a flattened look on his face. Am I handsome? "

The ripples that just came out of Jing Rong's heart suddenly disappeared, and he just dismissed him, "Just put the towel on the side, you go out first."

"Brother Jing Rong, I just went out like this. How do you think you can take a bath? With your two feet?" Wen Yanzhi narrowed his eyes.

Jing Rong then thought of this. Previously, male caregivers helped him take a bath. At first he was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. However, later they had to succumb to reality.

Now, the servant and the caregiver are not there. Who helps him wash it?

He turned his eyes to Wen Yanzhi, but quickly abandoned this terrible idea.

In the subconscious, Wen Yanzhi is not the same as other men, but where it is different, he can't say it for a while.

"You don't have to worry about it, you take it out."

Wen Yanzhi did bring the door up, but instead of going out, he went in.

"You don't need me to help you. In this way, you undress yourself." Wen Yanzhi took a chair and sat down in front of him, looking at him with his hands around his chest. , I immediately turn around and let you take a shower yourself. "

Jing Rong's clear eyes stared at Wen Yanzhi unwillingly.

"It's no use glaring at me," Wen Yanzhi raised an eyebrow and urged: "Hurry up, time is limited."

Jing Rong was helpless.

This person simply intentionally embarrassed himself.

Unwilling to show him a joke, he raised his hand very hard and finally held his shirt button. With such a small movement, the hand has shaken very hard.

Sighing, without looking up at the person in front of you. This guy must now have a smile that made him want flat people.

"OK? Would you like to help?" Sure enough, he immediately rejoiced.

Jing Rong ignored him at all. Take a break, and the next moment, continue to force. His fingers tried very hard to release the buttons, but the small buttons became smooth and slippery at his fingertips, and he didn't listen at all. Especially now there is still a person waiting to see the joke in front of him. It is even more tense when he is nervous.

Jing Rong stretched out a sweat on his forehead, and at last he couldn't make a little effort and fell down.

He gave up.

Even so, he was praised by Wen Yanzhi, "Today is already very good. There are rewards!"

"What reward?" Jing Rong raised his eyes.

Wen Yanzhi's good-looking face came together and whispered to him: "The reward is-tonight, Master Ben showers you in person. How about it, look forward to it?"

"..." Jing Rong: "Can I refuse to accept the prize?"

"It's late!" Wen Yanzhi laughed, and his fingers had fallen on his shirt.

Jing Rong is really not used to being unbuttoned by him, but at this moment he is like the fish on the chopping board and has no other choice.

He didn't look away in annoyance. Under the white light, he could see the youth's faintly red earlobe.

Wen Yanzhi's hands are good-looking, with five fingers slender and well-defined. Moreover, the movement is very skilled. That ’s right, this guy used to unbutton the girls' clothes.

Wen Yanzhi unbuttoned his shirt and slowly realized that the air suddenly became extremely quiet.

He originally thought it was okay, but when he looked down, he saw the boy's eyes dropped, and he behaved at his mercy. The heart in his chest suddenly became inexplicably agitated.

He coughed.

Jing Rong turned back and looked at him in doubt. His eyes were clean and clear.

That look made him inexplicably guilty.

"That ... the shirt is untied." Wen Yanzhi had nothing to say.

It feels ridiculous to feel embarrassed.

Awkward ass! Usually don't feel embarrassed to undress women's clothes! What's wrong with **** a man? What else does he have that he doesn't have?

"Oh." Jing Rong should say. What should we do next?

"... I'll take your pants off now, and I'll hold you up."

"..."

Without waiting for Jing Rong to say anything, Wen Yanzhi wrapped around the boy's thin waist with one hand and let him lean on himself. His hand grabbed the trousers of the teenager's pants.

Jing Rong really felt awkward and wanted to say something. When he tilted his head, his cold lips accidentally rubbed Wen Yanzhi's face.

Wen Yan's figure shook. The teenager's lips were obviously cold, but when he put it on his face, he felt like he was burning with fire.

He took a breath and said dumbly, "Don't kiss me secretly."

Jing Rong pursed her lips, her ears turned red, "I didn't kiss you."

"You kissed me just now." Wen Yan insisted.

"..." Jing Rong didn't want to excuse him for such awkward and ridiculous things, and just moved his lips half an inch away from his face. "I don't want to wash them, just keep them waiting for them to come back."

"They have to come back for a few days. Can you stand not taking a bath these days?"

Wen Yanzhi looked aside, as expected, the teenager's brows became a flower.

This kid has cleanliness.

Even if I can't walk or move now, I still insist on taking a bath once a day or two. Otherwise, he will feel uncomfortable and restless.

"But don't you think so ... is it weird?" Jing Rong wondered at all. He was now lying on Wen Yan's shoulders, and Wen Yan was holding his waist in one hand and holding his trousers in one hand.

"It's not just that you think it's strange. Master Ben also picked up men's pants for the first time."

"..." Couldn't this man be so strange?

"Let's put up with it," Wen Yanzhi said again.

"Oh."

Then, Jing Rong's pants were picked off by Wen Yanzhi. Then, wearing underwear, he was taken into the bathtub.

Wen Yanzhi worked very hard to keep his eyes from floating on the young man, but he couldn't help it.

Damn it! Are you perverted?

I probably have been abstinent for too long recently, so I will become more and more perverted!

It ’s all like a man's body. What ’s so good about it?

Moreover, Jing Rong was still a teenager, a little fart, and he didn't even have muscles, let alone seeability.

However, he just didn't listen to his eyes.

Jing Rong didn't know Wen Yanzhi's heart turned so many times, what she wanted to say, but Wen Yanzhi said extremely anxiously, "I'll go out and wait for you, you own bubbles. I'll come in later!

That's exactly what he wanted to say.

Jing Rong couldn't wait for it.

However, before he nodded and said yes, Wen Yan's person had gone out. He ‘bang —’ and shut the door. That. It was very heavy, and it sounded particularly abrupt at night.

Jing Rong looked at the closed door and frowned, thinking.

outside.

One of Wen Yan came out, as if finally getting fresh air, striding into his bedroom. He shook his hand and tentatively touched between his legs, then, as if frightened too much, and seemed unbelievable, he changed his left hand and touched it somewhere again.

Then he looked ugly as if he had seen a ghost.

Oh shit!

Nothing wrong!

He actually ... erected! Actually erected in front of a little fart! Moreover, this is still a male! !!