One Hundred and One: Love Buried by Time (One Hundred and One)

"Are you looking at me?" Wen Yanzhi folded back at some point, holding a bath towel in his hand, leaning against the bathroom door, with a stern look on his face, "How about it, have you never seen someone like this before?" Am I handsome?"

The ripples that had just arisen in Jingrong's heart suddenly disappeared, and she just chased him away in disgust, "Just put the towel aside, you can go out first."

"Brother Jingrong, I'm just going out. How do you think you can take a bath? On your own two feet?" Wen Yanzhi narrowed his eyes.

Only then did Jing Rong think of this. Before, male caregivers helped him bathe, and he was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable at first. However, he later had to succumb to reality.

Now that the servants and nurses are gone, who will help him wash?

His eyes fell on Wen Yanzhi, but he quickly gave up this terrible idea.

Subconsciously, Wen Yanzhi was different from other men, but he couldn't tell what was different at the moment.

"You don't have to worry about it. Just close the door and go out."

Wen Yanzhi did close the door, but instead of going out, he walked in instead.

"You don't need me to help you. In this way, you can undress yourself." Wen Yanzhi pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, folding his hands on his chest and looking at him attentively, "You can undo a button for yourself." , I will turn around and go out immediately, letting you take a shower by yourself."

Jing Rong's clear eyes looked at Wen Yanzhi reluctantly.

"There's no point in staring at me." Wen Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and urged: "Hurry up, time is limited."

Jingrong was helpless.

This person is simply deliberately making things difficult for himself.

Not wanting to show him the joke, he raised his hand with great effort and finally held the button of his shirt. With such a small movement, his hands were already shaking badly.

He breathed a sigh of relief without looking up at the person in front of him. This guy must be wearing a smile that makes him want to flatter others.

"Are you okay? Do you want some help?" Sure enough, he immediately gloated.

Jingrong ignored him at all. He rested for a moment, then continued to exert force the next moment. His fingers tried very hard to unbutton the button, but the small button became smooth and slippery on his fingertips and refused to obey his control at all. Especially now that there is a person sitting in front of him who is waiting to see a joke. When he is nervous, there is nothing he can do.

Jing Rong was so tense that a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. Finally, his hand couldn't exert any more strength and dropped.

He gave up.

Even so, he still received praise from Wen Yanzhi, "Today has been very good. There is a reward!"

"What reward?" Jingrong raised his eyes.

Wen Yanzhi's pretty face came close to him and whispered to him: "The reward is - I will personally give you a bath tonight. How do you like it? Are you looking forward to it?"

"..." Jing Rong: "Can I refuse to accept the award?"

"It's too late!" Wen Yanzhi laughed playfully, his fingers already falling on his shirt.

Jingrong was really not used to being unbuttoned by him, but at this moment, he was like fish on the chopping board and had no other choice.

He turned away in annoyance. Under the white light, the boy's faintly red earlobes could be seen.

Wen Yanzhi's hands are beautiful, with slender fingers and well-defined joints. Moreover, the movements are very skillful. That's right, this man has often unbuttoned girls' clothes before.

Wen Yanzhi unbuttoned his shirt and slowly noticed that the air suddenly became extremely quiet.

He originally thought it was nothing, but when he lowered his head and saw the young man with his eyes lowered, obediently letting him do what he wanted, the heart in his chest suddenly began to beat inexplicably.

He coughed.

Jingrong turned around and looked at him doubtfully. His eyes are clean and clear.

That look made him feel inexplicably guilty.

"Um... I've finished untying my shirt." Wen Yanzhi was speechless.

I think my embarrassment is a bit ridiculous.

How embarrassing! I usually don’t feel embarrassed when undressing women’s clothes! What happened to taking off men's clothes? What else does he have that he doesn’t have?

"Oh." Jingrong responded. So what to do next?

"...I'll take off your pants now, and I'll hold you up."

"..."

Before Jing Rong could say anything, Wen Yanzhi put one hand around the young man's thin waist and asked him to lean against him. His hand grabbed the hem of the boy's pants.

Jing Rong felt really awkward and wanted to say something, but when he tilted his head, his cold lips accidentally brushed against Wen Yanzhi's face.

Wen Yanzhi's figure was shaken. The boy's lips were obviously cold, but when they touched his face, they felt like they were burning him with fire.

He took a breath and said hoarsely: "Don't kiss me secretly."

Jingrong pursed his lips and his ears turned red, "I didn't kiss you."

"You kissed me just now." Wen Yanzhi insisted.

"..." Jingrong didn't want to argue with him for such an embarrassing and ridiculous thing, so he only moved his lips half an inch away from his face, "I don't want to wash it anymore, let's wait until they come back."

"It will take them several days to come back. Can you bear not taking a shower for several days?"

Wen Yanzhi turned his head and looked, and sure enough, the young man's eyebrows were pulled into a flower.

This guy has mysophobia.

Even though I can't walk or move now, I still insist on taking a shower every day or two. Otherwise, he will feel uncomfortable and restless.

"But don't you think this is... strange?" Jing Rong felt strange no matter how he thought about it. He was currently lying on Wen Yanzhi's shoulder, and Wen Yanzhi held his waist with one hand and grabbed his trousers with the other.

"You're not the only one who finds it strange. This is also the first time for this young master to take off a man's pants."

"..." Couldn't this man stop speaking so strangely?

"Let's all just bear with it," Wen Yanzhi said again.

"Oh."

Then, Wen Yanzhi took Jingrong's pants off, and then, in his underwear, he was carried into the bathtub.

Wen Yanzhi tried very hard not to let his eyes drift to the boy, but he couldn't help it.

Damn it! Am I a pervert?

I probably abstinent for too long recently, so I became more and more perverted.

They are all men's bodies like his, what's so good about them?

Moreover, Jingrong is still a teenager, a little brat, without even muscles, let alone anything to look at.

But, his eyes just wouldn't listen.

Jingrong didn't know that Wen Yanzhi was so confused in his heart, and when he opened his lips to say something, Wen Yanzhi said anxiously: "I'll go out and wait for you, you soak yourself. I'll come in after you're done!"

This is exactly what he wanted to say.

Jingrong couldn't wait for it.

But before he could nod and say yes, Wen Yanzhi had already gone out. He slammed the door with a 'bang'. That sound. It was very heavy and sounded particularly abrupt at night.

Jing Rong looked at the closed door, frowning, as if thinking about something.

Outside.

Wen Yanzhi came out, as if he had finally gotten some fresh air, and strode towards his bedroom. His hands were shaking, and he tentatively touched between his legs. Then, as if he was too frightened, and as if he couldn't believe it, he changed his left hand and touched somewhere again.

Then, his face was ugly as if he had seen a ghost.

Damn

I was right

He actually... got an erection! He actually got an erection in front of a little kid! And, this is a male! !