Chapter 42: Acting Coquettishly Again

Acting coquettishly again.

Fu Yian had no idea what to do about Yu Cheng's aggrieved look and could only leave him alone.

"Okay, you are the closest person to me, let's eat."

*

After dinner, Yu Cheng followed Fu Yian into the bathroom.

The bathroom is large and luxuriously decorated, and the bathtub in the middle can easily accommodate more than a dozen people.

If it is expanded any further, it will become a swimming pool.

Hot water had already been placed in the pool. It was too late and Fu Yian was not ready to exercise. He was about to unbutton his shirt when he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Yu Cheng.

"You..." What are you doing here?

He changed his words when the words came to his lips.

"Do you want to soak too?"

Yu Cheng had a bright smile on his face.

"Brother, are you coming with me?"

Fu Yian hesitated. He just didn't want Yu Cheng to think that he disliked him again. He didn't expect that Yu Cheng really didn't want to leave.

After a moment's silence, Fu Yian still faced his gaze and nodded.

No matter how ambiguous the words are, in the world of stallion literature, they can't be a little crooked!

There were a lot of people swimming together, and such a big pool was almost enough for swimming.

Yu Cheng was well prepared. He quickly took off his clothes and entered the pool.

A minute later, looking at Yu Cheng who was already soaking in the water, Fu Yian was stunned.

Yu Cheng was already in the pool, looking at Fu Yian on the shore.

He met Yu Cheng's gaze and felt his scalp tingling.

Fu Yian looked at the first button he had not yet unbuttoned, and his expression became increasingly stiff.

Can you move so fast at such a young age?

Is he old?

Yu Cheng seemed to have no idea how to avoid suspicion. His dark eyes stared at Fu Yian's hands, as if urging him to take off his clothes quickly.

Yu Cheng tilted his head and lay by the pool, his eyes closely following Fu Yian's movements.

"Brother, why are you standing still?"

Fu Yian opened his mouth, but then thought that it was nothing to take off his shirt in front of his brothers.

After all, when he was in college, the entire basketball court was filled with shirtless people when he played basketball in the summer.

He simply turned around and faced away from Yu Cheng, trying not to see it.

He had a cold expression and a stiff face. He moved smoothly and without blinking, he put the clothes he took off aside and got into the pool diagonally opposite Yu Cheng, far away from him.

Yu Cheng laughed quietly.

It's not like they haven't taken a bath together before, but this time he just felt weak all over.

"I wish I had a body like yours."

As Yu Cheng spoke, he walked towards Fu Yian, looking as if he was going to make a gesture.

Fu Yian noticed Yu Cheng moving towards him, and his expression became increasingly stiff.

He was really afraid that Yu Cheng would come over and touch his muscles and ask him how he trained them.

Although it is normal for brothers to share their exercise experiences, he has never been so close to anyone before.

Even though they used to take a bath together, they always took their own baths.

He didn't know why, but today's Yu Cheng made him unable to control himself and wanted to run away.

The bathroom was filled with hot steam, and a layer of light blush appeared on Fu Yian's fair cheeks.

Fu Yian closed his eyes.

The next moment, a slight coolness that was not from the scalding hot water brushed against Fu Yian's shoulder.

Yu Cheng's shoulder was pressed against his.

The man froze.

Fu Yian wanted to evacuate, but he was concerned about Yu Cheng's sensitive thoughts and forced himself to stay where he was.

The cool touch on his shoulder occupied Fu Yi'an's entire mind.

The scent belonging to another person was very strong at his side. Fu Yian's breath was filled with the scent of Yu Cheng. It was a very strange feeling, but it was indeed the special scent of Yu Cheng.

This made Fu Yi'an subconsciously want to hide.

Yu Cheng raised his arms and casually put them around Fu Yian.

The water droplets lifted by his arms fell on Fu Yian's back, and he shuddered.

Fu Yian just felt a little dizzy.

No one knew what Yu Cheng ate during his three years abroad, but he was actually half a head taller than him. Now he was standing in front of him, and his shadow almost enveloped him.

The presence is too strong.

Yu Cheng lowered his head and whispered something in Fu Yian's ear.

Fu Yian, who was originally in a daze, suddenly opened his eyes and stepped back with a red face.

But behind him was the pool wall, with nowhere to retreat.

Fu Yian stood up straight with his back pressed tightly against the pool.

The two of them were facing each other, very close.

The bright light shone from behind Yu Cheng, but was mostly blocked by him.

Fu Yian stood in his shadow and slowly raised his head.

The water in the pool was very hot, and the person's breath was even hotter.

But he had no strength at all and was now trapped between Yu Cheng's arms and the pool wall.

Yu Cheng's dark eyes were covered with a layer of darkness.

Fu Yian wanted to push him away, but suddenly he thought of Yu Cheng's red and aggrieved eyes after he rejected him that day, and his heart softened.

If he pushed her away directly, Yu Cheng would probably cry.

The pool is too hot.

The upper part of Fu Yian's body that was exposed out of the water was so red that blood could have dripped out.

My head was becoming heavier and heavier, and I could hardly see Yu Cheng's face.

Fu Yian felt that he had lost consciousness, and the only sense he had was the person in front of him.

Ah Cheng won't hurt him.

Ah Cheng is different from others.

Only his Ah Cheng can get close to him...

*

Yu Cheng hugged the person who fell in his arms and slowly walked out of the already cool bath.

His dark eyes hid a whirlpool of desire, but his hands moved cautiously.

The clean white bath towel wiped them both clean, leaving no trace of what they had just experienced.

Yu Cheng looked at Fu Yian who was sleeping on the bed, his fingertips resting on his eyebrows.

There was satisfaction in his eyes. He hadn't felt so satisfied in a long time.

Even though he didn't make it to the last step, Yu Cheng couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

My brother only likes soft things and not hard things. That day is not far away.

Yu Cheng carefully put on a nightgown for Fu Yian and placed him on the huge, soft bed.

Fu Yian closed his eyes and tilted his head.

"Acheng..."

He murmured.

Yu Cheng frowned: "I'm here."

“…You can’t touch it.”

The young man seemed to be still immersed in what had just happened.

Yu Cheng was in a good mood.

"Brother said it's too late."