The script is wrong! Being pampered like crazy by the villain boss

After making sure that Song Yuanyuan was not angry with him, Sheng Huaiyan went to the bathroom.

The bathroom in the countryside was simple. There were no tiles in the bathroom, and there was an old-fashioned shower head connected to the bare cement floor. Fortunately, Song Yuanyu brought the toiletries from home, and Master Sheng used them without hesitation.

Sheng Huaiyan casually took a shower for himself and washed his hair. He then wiped his hair with the towel Song Yuanyu had prepared for him, and then put clothes on himself.

Song Yuan's loose T-shirt looked a little short on him, but Sheng Huaiyan didn't feel any discomfort.

After all, those are Song Yuan's clothes. If he is willing to let him wear his close-fitting T-shirt, that means he is one of his own.

It wasn't until Sheng Huaiyan was wearing underwear that he realized something was wrong...

Well...Song Yuan's underwear seems to be a little too small...the size doesn't fit...he can't put it on...

Uh…

Although Song Yuan's underwear is of regular size, his size is not regular.

Sheng Huaiyan coughed twice unnaturally and stammered: "I...I can't put on those underwear..."

Song Yuanyu stopped wiping his hair and hung up the towel again in an unnatural manner, "What size do you wear? I'll go out and buy it for you."

"I only wear G's underwear."

Young Master Sheng still has his own special style. For example, he wears brand-name clothes and has exclusive custom-made daily necessities.

These squeamish young master's diseases have been developed since childhood.

For underwear that costs more than ten yuan in the countryside, our young master Sheng will not wear it. He would rather stay idle for a few days than wear it.

Song Yuanyuan was furious when he heard these words, "Sheng Huaiyan, put away your young master's disease, where can I get you G's underwear?"

Sheng Huaiyan felt wronged, but he really couldn't accept it...

"then what do I do?"

"Either put it in neutral, then squeeze in."

Sheng Huaiyan: "???"

Give it a squeeze? ? ?

Why is this so crowded? ? What if the hard squeeze crushes his little brother...

Sheng Huaiyan lingered in the bathroom for a long time without coming out, and Song Yuanyu finally grew impatient.

"Squeamish." He complained softly, walked to the bathroom door and said, "Have you washed your underwear?"

"not yet…"

"Wash it quickly and hand it to me."

There was no sound in the bathroom for another long time. Song Yuanyu almost laughed in anger. He didn't know why he couldn't think of getting such a noble young master to serve him.

I really owed him a debt in my previous life, "Sheng Huaiyan, don't tell me that you don't know how to wash your underwear. If I can't wash your underwear, just take a break. Don't expect me to wash it for you."

It wasn't that Sheng Huaiyan didn't know how to wash his underwear, but the thought of giving his underwear to Song Yuanyu made him feel a little unnatural, and a wave of heat rushed to him.

In order not to make Song Yuanyu dislike herself, she squeezed several pumps of laundry detergent onto her underwear and washed them carefully several times.

The people outside finally got impatient and said, "If you don't know how to wash, open the door and I'll teach you."

Sheng Huaiyan then rinsed the underwear carefully, opened the door a crack, handed the underwear on his hand out, and stuttered a little: "I...I can."

Song Yuanyuan took the underwear, turned around and took the hair dryer, found a socket, plugged it in and started blowing it for him.

Just now, Song Yuanyu touched his fingertips when he was picking up his underwear, and Sheng Huaiyan felt hot from his fingers to his neck.

The mirror in the bathroom was very small and still filled with water vapor, making it difficult to see clearly. Sheng Huaiyan looked at the wall unnaturally and thought about it, condemning himself for the evil thoughts running wildly in his heart at the moment.

Not only was he with Song Yuanyu today, but he also wore Song Yuanyuan's clothes. The most important thing was that Song Yuanyuan also blew his underwear for him. These are things that only people who are closest to each other can do.

Let me ask you, if he was asked to wash or blow Song Yuan's underwear, he would definitely be willing to do so. But if he was doing such a thing for Sheng Huai'an, he probably wouldn't be willing to do it even if a knife was placed on his neck.

So in Song Yuanyu's heart, is his status the same as Song Yuanyu's current status in his own heart?

How to describe his excitement at this moment?

It's probably the secret joy of meeting again after a long absence and regaining something lost.

Sheng Huaiyan calmed down in the bathroom for a while, then put on his pants and walked out.

Song Yuan's hair had been wiped, but it was still a little wet. Sheng Huaiyan took his underwear and said, "You also go take a shower, and I'll blow it myself."

Song Yuanyuan didn't hesitate, handed him the underwear and went to the bathroom.

Compared to Sheng Huaiyan's delay, Song Yuanyu washed up very quickly, washing his hair and getting out of the bathroom in a few minutes.

After taking a shower, Song Yuan's skin was flushed red, adding a bit of animal lust. He inadvertently wiped his hair, causing water droplets from the ends of his hair to drip onto his shoulders and slide down...

Sheng Huaiyan rolled his throat unconsciously. Sheng Huaiyan was young and energetic, and had a bit of a wolfish nature in his heart, although he chose to pretend to be good in front of Song Yuanyuan most of the time.

That's because Song Yuanyu is several years older than him and has more experience. He is afraid that if he doesn't know how to advance or retreat in front of him, or shows off his edge too much, Song Yuanyu will feel that he is a young boy who doesn't know how to measure, and then abandon him.

But he pretended to be good and always kept a low profile in front of him, but it didn't mean that he had no desire for Song Yuanyu.

He had been thinking about getting Song Yuan Yu and wanting him to be his alone for a long time.

Once this kind of emotion overflowed, Sheng Huaiyan didn't want to pretend anymore, grabbed Song Yuanyuan's slender wrist, and pulled the person into his arms.

Without hiding his wolfish ambition, he kissed her hard.

Kissing him in the rain was a little unsettling because it was too sudden, but now he was extremely sober, savoring his taste bit by bit, which was satisfying.

To put it bluntly, this was the first time they kissed while he was awake.

Sheng Huaiyan inserted his fingers into Song Yuanyu's wet hair and imprisoned him in his arms. A brief taste was not his goal. What he wanted was for Song Yuanyu to be completely infected with his taste.

Until Song Yuanyu gradually closed his eyes, and the two enjoyed the wet kiss, Sheng Huaiyan suddenly smiled, kissed him twice more on the lips, and then leaned close to Song Yuanyu's ear.

Warm breath blew against Song Yuan's ear, "Brother, have you ever kissed anyone?"

Song Yuan's eyelashes were a little moist, and he slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little confused.

Sheng Huaiyan couldn't put it down because of his appearance. Song Yuanyu was emotional, and it was because of him.

As soon as this idea came out, Sheng Huaiyan felt extremely satisfied.

He lowered his head again and kissed Song Yuan's lips gently. After kissing him several times, he spoke:

"It doesn't matter, I only kiss my brother."