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Chapter 18

It is very difficult to carry two people on an old bicycle. In addition, it is the season of continuous autumn rain, and it starts to rain patter on the way. Hub Hotel.

But Yang Chenlu, the foreman, was very discerning, and without waiting for his apology, he asked him not to go to the restaurant to help for the time being, and to take a shower first, so as not to catch a cold.

Luo Tanshen had already gone to the private suite on the top floor, and was lying in the misty bathtub to beat the cold.

The bathroom was brightly lit, and the scent of calming aromatherapy was mixed into the water mist. He squinted his eyes comfortably, the ends of his eyes turned into a light pink by the heat, and the corners of his lips were carelessly raised.

For a moment, there was a deep sigh.

This rain is a bit interesting.

At the gate of the factory, without waiting for Shan Yufei's consent, he took the back seat of the bicycle, paddling on the ground with his so-called "injured foot", staring straight at Shan Yufei.

Shan Yufei had two choices, drive him down, or take him away.

He remembered the look in Shan Yufei's eyes when he looked at him, as if a small storm had been set off in his pupils, but before the storm became a force, it vanished into nothingness.

Shan Yufei held on to the handlebar, stopped looking at him, pushed the car a few meters away and got into the car, turned his back to him and said, "Then sit down."

"You don't have to worry about that." Just as Shan Yufei started pedaling, he put his arms around his waist.

Even through his clothes, he could clearly feel that Shan Yufei's back suddenly stiffened.

Presumably, the abdominal muscles and psoas muscles under the fabric should be stretched like iron and stone.

He was happy in his heart, but he didn't tease him any further, he grabbed Shan Yufei's clothes in a regular manner, and after the car had been on the road for about ten minutes, he gently pressed his face against Shan Yufei's back.

His back straightened slightly again.

"Don't be nervous." He said in the gentle voice he used to coax the servants under him, "I just want to smell your body."

"It smells like sweat. It doesn't smell good." Shan Yufei said.

"The smell of sweat on your body is different." He smiled: "It's warm, mixed with the smell of motor oil, it makes people..."

Shan Yufei interrupted: "There are people coming and going in the workshop, my clothes may have smelled of other people's sweat."

He stepped back reflexively, his eyebrows furrowed, "Really?"

Shan Yufei didn't answer.

It took a few seconds before he realized that the man was lying to him.

The sky was getting overcast, with thick clouds covering the sun in the west.Shan Yufei looked up at the sky, and pedaled harder.

The gust of wind blew past him, and he kept his eyes open, because Shan Yufei's cover prevented his face from being blown by the wind.

Suddenly remembered his elder brother who was no longer there, and before he could react, he blurted out: "It's been a long time since I sat on the back seat of a bicycle. The last time I sat on the back seat was when I was in junior high school. My brother drove me wildly in the wind."

Shan Yufei didn't respond and was still pedaling hard.

He lowered his eyes, realizing what he had just said.

For a long time after that, both of them were silent.

Halfway through the journey, the thick clouds finally squeezed out the drizzle. Although it was not heavy, it was still disturbing when it fell on the body.

Shan Yufei braked on the side of the road and took off his overalls.

He was still immersed in the previous emotions, until his eyes darkened, and the drizzle covering the surroundings was suddenly cut off, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Shan Yufei put his clothes on him like a poncho, and he only wore a long-sleeved T-shirt. After finishing all this, he kicked the car up again.

"You..." There was no smell of sweat in the work clothes, and the smell of engine oil was very light, but there was a dry and heavy smell. This smell could not be described as good or bad. Trembling, the flow of blood seems to be accelerating, and the heartbeat is also gradually accelerating, and the depressed mood just now seems to be supported by a big warm hand.

"I'm used to the rain, so it doesn't matter." Shan Yufei said.

With one hand around Shan Yufei's waist and the other hand clutching the work clothes covering his head, his usually quick reaction seemed to be a few beats slower, and it took him a long time to realize that Shan Yufei probably meant—but you should have never been in the rain , so I borrow your clothes to keep out the rain.

The overalls were cheap plastic sheets, ugly, but they did provide some protection from the elements and even maintained a certain temperature.It was like a small airtight space under the clothes, Shan Yufei's body temperature hadn't dissipated yet, it was entangled with the heat from his breath, wrapped in ambiguity, it actually warmed his cheeks and ears.

The heart pumps out bursts of heat, like silent waves.He blinked, and the line of his lips was tightened at some point.

In this small world, the wind can't blow him, the rain can't drench him, he can't see the gloom cast by the thick clouds, he can only hear his beating heartbeat, and he can only see Shan Yu's frailty. But a strong back.

The bicycle was parked at the side entrance of the hotel, and Shan Yufei's voice came from above, "Here we are."

Maybe it was because of the wind and rain, the voice was cooler than usual, but he could hear a bit of gentleness for no reason.

The mist in the bathroom became thicker, soaked in aromatherapy and hot water, he was a little sleepy, and he squinted for a while before getting up from the bathtub.

The bathrobe was on the side, but he didn't put it on immediately. He stepped naked in front of the full-length mirror, with his feet sunk in the soft carpet, looking at himself in the mirror.

The shoulders are straight, the waist is narrow, the legs are slender, and the abdominal muscles are neat like jade chisels. Even if the things between the legs are sleeping, they are particularly eye-catching.

Some kind of impulse was brewing in the lower abdomen, the eye sockets were hot, and the surroundings seemed to be filled with the smell from hiding under Shan Yufei's work clothes not long ago.

He raised his head slightly, lowered his hands, and there was only one thought in his mind——

I want to possess Shan Yufei, I want to seduce Shan Yufei, I want the heat in my hand to run through Shan Yufei.

At seven o'clock, the restaurant was the busiest time of the day. Shan Yufei took a hot shower in the staff bathroom. He wanted to dry his hair and go to work in the restaurant immediately, but Yang Chenlu asked the kitchen to make him a bowl of ginger jujube tea.

"Thank you, Sister Yang." Shan Yufei took the ginger jujube tea, his voice hoarse from the cold.

"Is Mr. Luo also caught in the rain?" Yang Chenlu smiled gently, "There is still a cup of ginger jujube tea, you can bring it to him later. I have already greeted my colleagues in the housekeeping department."

Shan Yufei put down the empty bowl, "Sister Yang, I have to go to work."

This was a clear refusal, and Yang Chenlu was a little surprised—others were rushing to get Mr. Luo's favor, but Shan Yufei was like a piece of wood, completely unmoved.

But since Shan Yufei didn't appreciate it, she didn't want to force her, so she said with a smile, "If you're too tired, take a rest first."

"It's okay." Shan Yufei tidied up his uniform, "I'm going to the lobby, Sister Yang."

Luo Tanshen released it in his hands again, the pleasure was still in the clouds, but his mood suddenly became a little depressed.

The manager of the guest room department asked him not long ago, saying that an employee surnamed Shan in the restaurant would come to deliver ginger jujube tea, whether he agreed.He naturally wanted it, but when the ginger jujube tea was brought, it was Zhang Sheng's face.

He was disappointed.

I also know that the restaurant did arrange for Shan Yufei to come, but Shan Yufei didn't want to, so he changed people temporarily.

He looked at the muddy wetness in his hand, and suddenly a fire surged in his heart.

He, Luo Tanshen, had never been able to escape anyone he wanted to fuck.