When Wen Zichen saw Mu Ran for the first time, he was immediately stunned.
Because he is only wearing white, he has no other clothes for the time being, and the clothes he just bought for him will not be delivered until tomorrow.
So, what he is wearing now is his white shirt.
Because of the height difference, a white shirt was worn on him, covering his thighs.
But it only covers the thighs.
A pair of legs were exposed so carelessly.
The boy's skin is very white, so white that it is a bit dazzling, and his legs are thin and straight, which looks very good-looking.
Seemingly because of embarrassment, the delicate and beautiful young man had blushes on his cheeks and blood dripping from the roots of his ears.
He lowered his head slightly, bit his red lips lightly, and pressed down his clothes firmly with both hands.
However, he forgot that his actions made the neckline of the clothes that did not match his figure bigger.
The white and delicate collarbone was exposed.
From this angle, Wen Zichen seems to be able to vaguely see, hidden under the clothes¡ª¡ª
Wen Zichen only felt hot all over, and something was churning in his mind.
His eyes dimmed, and his throat rolled up and down.
Mu Ran cheered himself up and raised his head.
Wen Zichen closed his eyelids, covering up the surging emotions in his eyes.
Mu Ran let go of his hand, as if he didn't care about anything, his tone was full of disgust, and his eyes were full of youthfulness: "What kind of rags are you?"
Looking at his dodging eyes, Wen Zichen answered irrelevant questions with a hoarse voice: "Why didn't you blow your hair?"
Mu Ran still looked disgusted and didn't answer.
Because of his height, the clothes are a bit big on his body.
But at this moment, Mu Ran hates it a little. Why is the dress no longer bigger?
He was wearing Wen Zichen's white shirt, just like wearing a white miniskirt.
Even though Mu Ran made an expression of disgust on the surface in order to act as a character, he felt ashamed in his heart.
However, Wen Zichen came to his side.
Looking at Mu Ran who was much shorter than himself, Wen Zichen took out a brand new towel and gently wiped Mu Ran's hair.
His movements were very gentle, and Mu Ran's somewhat ashamed heart slowly relaxed.
But a pair of eyes are still a little erratic, very unnatural.
Wen Zichen looked at Mu Ran's small ears, and felt itchy in his heart.
Mu Ran, who relaxed his body, did not notice that Wen Zichen looked at him a little differently.
The original owner has never felt the feeling of being pampered since childhood. The original owner will be shaken by Wen Zichen's extremely gentle actions.
But before you waver, you will definitely be full of defenses that you don't want to believe and accept.
Mu Ran can already foresee how miserable his end will be in the future
Mu Ran's moist eyes flickered slightly, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he raised his hand to interrupt Wen Zichen's hair brushing service: "I'm going to bed."
His voice was a little cool.
Wen Zichen's hands paused, he swallowed a little, and looked at the back of Mu Ran's ultra-black big bed with unclear eyes, and said in a low voice: "Okay."
Mu Ran unceremoniously got into the black bed.
Wen Zichen also strode in and lay down.
Perhaps it was because he was really tired from playing the character set that day, Mu Ran fell asleep within a few minutes while lying on the bed.
Beside him, Wen Zichen stayed up all night, with light brown eyes open, staring straight at Mu Ran's clean and beautiful profile. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com