This meets its standards!

Ji Bai got out of the car first, but did not open the door on Kou Qiu. Instead, he said to him: "Wait for a moment for brother." Then, he moved his long legs and headed towards the other end of the street.

A moment later, he came back with six or seven paper bags, threw them all in the back seat, and signaled Kou Qiu to sit in the back seat as well.

"An An, change the clothes."

Kou Qiu glanced at the thin old man's shirt on his body. It was the one that cost ten yuan per piece on the street stall. It was thin and transparent. You could almost see two red spots through the fabric, and the color of the meat was also faintly visible on the bottom. He swallowed, feeling that his appearance was not suitable for entering a high-end restaurant.

A film was applied to the car window, and he extended his arms obediently and took off his clothes from his head.

The young man's figure is still slender, but as he grows older, the contours of his bones change day by day, slowly showing what an adult should look like. The hormonal breath is mixed with a youthful feeling. A thin layer of flesh covers the head, and the lines are smooth and firm. When he turns his back, the two bones on his back are protruding in shape, as if they can tear apart in the next second, and a butterfly that has just hidden its wings just leaping out from it.

Ji Bai's eyes stared at the young man's back for a while, then reached out and helped him pull off the clothes on his head.

"An An," he handed over one of the paper bags, "change this."

The new one handed it to my hand was a new seasonal model of international famous brands, and the signs on it were not even cut off. Kou Qiu subconsciously glanced at the tag and immediately felt that his poor heart had suffered a huge blow and was so painful.

The full five digits are worth the paintings he sold for a hundred days.

Is it so expensive?

He paused, and obediently buttoned the embroidered shirt. The buttons of the clothes were not smooth, so exquisite, and the buttonholes were small. Kou Qiu reached out to fiddle with them for a long time but couldn't fiddle with them. Just as he was about to change them, he saw another pair of slender hands gently patting his hands, taking over the work he was doing. His nails were trimmed cleanly and neatly. He gently tweaked them to flatten the lapel.

The system boy sighed: [A good-looking person is so handsome even on the back of his head.]

Old Cadre Kou almost sprayed out a sip of water. After looking at it, he felt that it was true.

Ji Bai's back of his head was indeed beautiful, and his hair looked very soft. He was about to touch it, but he felt that his abdomen was being patted by the big hand, followed by a man's voice, "An An, lift his waist up."

Kou Qiu subconsciously moved his waist up, and then he felt that his thin military green shorts were pulled down and pulled to his ankle in one breath.

Kou Qiu: "???"

He was a little stunned, and his hand grabbed the big shorts that were about to leave him, and was patted by the man again.

"An An, let go."

Kou Qiu then let go of his hand obediently. The man took off his pants from his legs with a calm expression, folded them neatly, and placed them aside. Then he took out a pair of new pants from the bag, pulled his ankles, and spread his legs apart.

Kou Qiu stared at his movements in a daze and confirmed with the system boy, [...I am not paralyzed or have my limbs weak, right?]

The system said: [No.]

Kou Qiu then held back his energy and saw Ji Bai putting his pants on him. His hand was going to touch his waist to try to tighten the belt. He confirmed that the zipper did not get his hair stuck, so he fastened the belt. The strange feeling in his heart became even stronger.

It seemed as if I had become a big giant baby of 1.78 meters.

The pants are new, and the shoes and socks are also brand new. If it weren't for the fact that they were not easy to change in the car at this moment, Ji Bai seemed to want to strip the underpants he was wearing. The man leaned on his clothes and horses and saddles. When he stood up, Kou Qiu looked completely refreshed, and he was obviously no longer the down-and-out young man eating instant noodles in a small rental house.

The embroidered shirt was thin and soft, and the pattern did not look gorgeous, but instead made his white face more and more. Ji Bai looked around and then was satisfied. He put the gray coat on him, coaxed him, "open his hands."

Kou Qiu opened his hands so that the man could put his sleeves on and tidy up his clothes.

They went to eat the best meal Kou Qiu had since come here. The food was ordered to suit his taste, and almost all the dishes ordered by the white white were fed to him. The steak was cooked until 70% cooked, and the white soup was delicious, and the dishes were placed on the table.

The system was filled with tears and was so touched.

【He is so nice!】

It seems like he is going to become a fan again.

Kou Qiu bit a cherry tomato and said: [Azai, are you sure?]

You abandoned your father and husband like this?

The system sighed very sorry and confirmed again, [Dad, do you really have no feeling at all?]

Obviously I really hope Ji Bai is his father and husband.

But Old Cadre Kou narrowed his eyes and felt it again, but still shook his head.

He did not notice any bonds from the soul.

The system boy sighed even more and more, turning around and revealing some sadness, [Alas...]

Things are not as good as others wish.

After this meal, Kou Qiu was taken back by the man to the villa where he lived. The servant came to take care of Ji Bai after he came back this time. He had never seen Kou Qiu before. When he saw such a young man being brought back, he was a little confused, "This is..."

"This is An An." Ji Bai said lightly to the nanny, "My brother."

The nanny's expression changed, and then she burst into a diligent smile.

"Young Master An," she said, "please please, I will arrange it for you-"

"No," Ji Bai said, holding Kou Qiu tighter with his arms, "He will live next door to me."

The nanny's expression was even more stunned, and she looked at Ji Bai several times in surprise.

Ji Bai didn't explain much, but put Kou Qiu's coat in his arms and said, "Brother takes you up to see the room?"

It was not until after going up that Kou Qiu understood what was special about this room.

Its decoration is the same as the room where Hang Anhe has lived for more than ten years. Even the frame at the head of the bed is exactly the same. There are photos of Hang Anhe who was young when he was waving a baseball bat. The room was cleaned spotlessly, and the soft long-haired carpet can almost make people's feet sink.

Kou Qiu opened the wardrobe, which was filled with new products from the season. He even bought three dozen underwear. Solid colored animals with cartoon patterns, including everything. Kou Qiu picked up a huge tiger head with a head printed on it, and couldn't help but have a headache.

【What's this......】

The system looked at the room and sighed: [Honey jar.]

It's like falling into a honey jar.

Kou Qiu sat on the bed, then stretched out his arms and fell down deeply.

I was just trying to try the softness and hardness of the bed, but the fatigue of the past few days was pouring up like sea water at this moment. He collapsed on the bed like clouds, and at some point he fell asleep.

He dreamed of Yin Han.

Yin Han was still as energetic as ever. He secretly met him in the small garden behind the company, waiting for him to walk through the path through the flowers and willows. Hang Anhe avoided his father's eyeliner and ran over. When he saw him, his pace unconsciously slowed down.

today.

Today...must try holding hands.

"An He." He heard Yin Han chuckling softly, "Are you here?"

Hang Anhe swallowed, his heart pounding, and he slowly tried to hand over his hand. He and Yin Han's fingertips briefly touched, and then his fingers slowly crossed one place.

Standard ten fingers hold each other.

Hang Anhe held his hand tightly, pursed his lips, revealing a pair of dimples full of joy.

But Yin Han suddenly retracted his hand and his voice changed: "Anhe, we agreed to only engage in a platonic spiritual love. Only such feelings are not mixed with any desires and the purest ones."

Hang Anhe's hand was thrown away and stretched alone in the air.

He licked his lips, put his hands behind his back, and forced a laugh.

"It's okay," Kou Qiu heard him say, "I--"

"Me too."

Because it's you, it doesn't matter if you don't touch it.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t come out with your family, and it doesn’t matter if you are kicked out of the door.

It doesn't matter if you are no longer the pride of heaven.

If you don’t like it, it doesn’t matter if you give up on sex, it doesn’t matter if you start to become afraid and touch people.

——But.

The white mist gradually spread in front of Kou Qiu's eyes, and I don't know which soul was crying quietly.

But at that time, I swear that I hate all the touches you, why now I stand in front of me and tell me in a guilty tone that you must have a child?

Hang Anhe is not an indecisive person. His pride is almost engraved in his bones and he will never tolerate any betrayal. On the day he learned the news, he packed his luggage and went out directly, left the house, and never came back for a day. He found a new job, had a new residence, blocked Yin Han, and ran towards another brand new life without looking back.

But Meng Jiaojiao appeared in front of him again, and every time he thought he could get rid of it, he came to the door hundreds of times, pounding his door countless times, shouting.

"You come out! Hang Anhe!!"

"Yin Han is married, why are you embarrassed to contact him?"

"You want shameless!"

It was like a nightmare, and the thug in the dream held his throat tightly. Under such imprisonment, he could hardly breathe.

"An An."

"An An?"

“…”

Kou Qiu suddenly woke up from the nightmare, and then he realized that Ji Bai had been sitting in front of the bed at some point. It was getting dark and a dim bedside lamp was lit in the room. The man clearly heard his slightly rapid breathing sound, but did not ask, but said, "Do you want to drink a cup of hot milk?"

Kou Qiu stood up from the bed and nodded, then he realized that he had had a dense cold sweat at some point.

The man then handed him the tablet in his hand. On the tablet was a video, in which the cows walked around the yard with their heads raised and their chests, mooing and shouting at the top of their throats.

Kou Qiu: "???"
To be continued...