Beep, beep. When Fan Xiao pressed the door lock code, You Shulang politely looked away.
The last number lit up, the door lock popped open, and Fan Xiao used his only remaining good hand to open the door.
"It is a great honor for Director You to visit my humble home today."
As the door opened, the air inside and outside blended, and wisps of woody fragrance entwined and gently tickled You Shulang's nostrils.
Where do I smell this smell before? Where?
"What are you thinking about? Come in." Fan Xiao was standing in the hallway waiting for him, his eyes shining brightly even in the sleepy midnight.
You Shulang hesitated for a moment and walked into the room. Fan Xiao had injured his hand because of him, and the injury was not light, a transverse metacarpal fracture, and he had just been fixed and splinted in the hospital. Now everything was inconvenient, so he had to help with some things.
The front door slowly closed, the door panel closed, and when the last gap disappeared, it was as if the light of hope was cut off.
His uninjured fingers were nimble, and with a click, the door was locked.
There was a hint of excitement on Fan Xiao's face, his greedy eyes fixed on You Shulang's back, his handsome eyes slightly narrowed. The prey has fallen into the trap, what should he do?
"You can't move your right hand. If there's anything inconvenient, tell me and I'll help you."
Fan Xiao injured his right hand, and it seemed that his left hand was also affected. He said, "It's nothing I need your help with," but in fact, he couldn't even take off his coat properly.
You Shulang walked over and helped him take off his coat and suit. The man had a long arm span and was not very close to Fan Xiao.
The two people walked from the hallway into the living room. Fan Xiao turned on the lights, but the light that came on was not very bright.
This room is rented by Fan Xiao. It is a newly built high-end apartment with all the necessary furniture and supplies. It is decorated in black and grey tones and is simple and tough.
The room was empty, with few personal items. At first glance, it looked like an unpopular model room. There was only a laptop computer on the wooden table with a black screen.
Fan Xiao's eyes tightened, then he relaxed his brows and smiled: "Do you know why I rented this place? Because the scenery from the balcony is beautiful."
You Shulang looked out the window as he followed the voice, and Fan Xiao took the opportunity to walk to the table and slide the mouse. The dark screen was unlocked, and a man with a look of hope appeared, exactly the same as the man who was looking at the dusk at this moment.
The mouse landed on the cross sign, Fan Xiao turned off the video recorded by the dash cam, and closed the computer with a big hand.
From beginning to end, take your time.
"You can see Wanfeng Mountain from here, but it's night now, so only the shadow of the mountain is left."
The scorching heat hit behind her ears, and the man's body temperature penetrated her skin from behind. They were so close, so close that Fan Xiao could hold You Shulang in his arms with just one embrace.
If it were in the past, Director You would have been able to deftly resolve this embarrassment with his methods, but now, in his heart, Fan Xiao was considered a close friend.
You Shulang doesn't have many friends, and Fan Xiao is the most special one among them. He is calm and experienced, handles things properly, but he can also act coquettishly and stick to people.
I heard that children who are brought up in a pampered environment are more enthusiastic and clingy, and often use physical contact to express kindness.
Unlike myself, beneath my smooth appearance, I actually have an aloof personality that has been tempered by hardships.
You Shulang didn't want to admit that he sometimes spoiled Fan Xiao. Those just-right shrewdness and unconditional protection often made him feel helpless and heartbroken, and he wanted to deal with him harshly but couldn't bear to do so.
However, favoring is different from favoring others. You Shulang's favor to Lu Zhen is unconditional, but his favor to Fan Xiao is limited to a certain range.
He let out a light click, raised his hand and pushed Fan Xiao's head away, expelling the hot breath.
The man's expression was a little dull, as if to warn you: "What activities do you usually do before going to bed? Is there anything that is inconvenient for you to do with one hand?"
"Really?" Fan Xiao laughed awkwardly, "I just tried it, but I couldn't unbutton my shirt with my left hand."
"Hmm?" You Shulang lowered his eyes and saw a few new wrinkles on the collar of Fan Xiao's shirt.
"How about, Director You, could you please help me?" Fan Xiao took a step forward and raised his chin slightly.
"Fuck." You Shulang stepped back, turned around and sat on the sofa, crossed his legs elegantly, and glared coldly, "It's not like both of your hands are disabled, just untie it yourself."
Such an arrogant You Shulang is not often seen. Fan Xiao loves him very much. He smiled and sat down on the low table in front of the sofa casually, and used his left hand to unbutton his clothes.
Both of them had extremely long legs, and they sat facing each other. Fan Xiao was not honest, so his knees occasionally rubbed against each other. Under the incandescent light, the skinny trousers were restrained and seductive, and the black stripes and silver-gray dark grids rubbed against each other lightly, subtly entangled with the slightest itch.
Suddenly, the black stripes moved far away. You Shulang rolled his eyes and cursed, "Waste."
Fan Xiao had trouble unbuttoning the buttons, so he pressed down, flipped up, and twisted them with his long fingers, and the crystal button that had already slipped halfway out of the buttonhole slipped back in again.
"Come here." You Shulang said coldly with disdain, "Lower your head."
The tall body pressed closer, casting a dark shadow in front of him, which gradually covered You Shulang's body until it was above the top of his head. At this time, Fan Xiao was only two fists away from him.
When You Shulang's fingertips opened the first button, he heard Fan Xiao sigh faintly: "Director You still loves me."
"Shut up." A hint of red appeared on the tip of the fair ear, and the careful Fan Xiao noticed that You Shulang's breathing became disordered for a moment.
Slowly clenching his teeth, Fan Xiao responded.
The two were very close to each other, and Fan Xiao's gaze wandered wantonly over You Shulang's face. He looked a little tired, with a hint of dark circles under his eyes, but he was still handsome.
You Shulang is a handsome guy who conforms to the public's aesthetic standards. His appearance is rather elegant, but he has a strong personality and a cold temperament, which not only neutralizes his elegant appearance but also makes him look quite difficult to mess with.
His eyes moved down to his lips, where the wound had faded to a barely noticeable red mark. The wound that had once inspired Fan Xiao's regrets now added fuel to the fire, causing a dull pain in his lower body.
As long as he leaned forward slightly, he could kiss those two lips. Fan Xiao recalled its deliciousness over and over again in his mind. It was very soft and elastic, easy to bully, and could be bullied and taken by anyone...
The buttons were already half undone, You Shulang's eyes were filled with indifference, his movements were calm and unperturbed, but only he knew why he averted his gaze and held his breath.
It was a very attractive body, with healthy skin, firm muscles, smooth lines, and a strong chest that seemed to have been restrained by a shirt for a long time, and as soon as the buttons were opened, it couldn't wait to burst out.
There is no action but it brings seven points of temptation.
You Shulang is gay, and his body and mind are normal. Even if he has a strong will, he cannot avoid being disturbed by it.
He tried his best to restrain himself, moving his fingertips very lightly to avoid any chance of contact with Fan Xiao.
The buttons are unbuttoned below the chest, and further down is the waist. The well-defined abdominal muscles are faintly visible, with clean lines, strong muscles, and implied strength.
Unlike You Shulang's shirts, which were mostly loose and large, Fan Xiao's shirts were tailored to fit his body, close to his skin, and narrower towards his waist. Unbuttoning a button, his fingertips slid downwards. Even though he was very careful, You Shulang could not avoid touching Fan Xiao's body. The skin under his fingers was soft and sharp, and it was incredibly hot.
You Shulang's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but at this moment Fan Xiao's body suddenly pressed over, with his arms wide open as if to hold him in his arms.
With broad shoulders and a thick back, You Shulang felt full of oppression. He pushed away instinctively, and the hand on the button had no choice but to cover the smooth and firm skin.
This feeling...You Shulang's mind exploded.
"What?" He whispered in Fan Xiao's ear.
After rubbing his palm against the sturdy waist and abdomen, Fan Xiao slowly stood up. He shook the curtain remote control with his good hand and said excitedly, "I have been looking for it for a long time and couldn't find it. It turns out to be in the gap between the sofas behind you."
The man's eyes were curved, and his tone was coaxing. He seemed gentle and kind, but in fact his gaze was deep.
"Director You," he called, "there are still two buttons left to unbutton."