Passive Voice - Chapter 6
“Zhi Han ah, you don’t have to come pick me up tomorrow, you can come back first.” Lu Yao said to Chu Zhi Han who was bathing in the bathroom while standing by the mirror in the foyer and shaving.
The bathroom door opened just as the words left his mouth, and with it wafted out a thick milky scent. Chu Zhi Han only loosely wrapped a bath towel around the lower half of his body, “Why?”
In terms of smell and hearing alone, the laughing fruit was still there. Chu Zhi Han seemed to have a bit of a cold in the past two days, speaking with a thick nasal voice, soft like a small child who hadn’t yet changed his voice. Coupled with the effect of the shower gel, it felt like there was suddenly a little baby in the house.
Lu Yao just wanted to laugh, turned his head to see Chu Zhi Han, almost a hand shook accidentally murdering himself.
With clothes on, …… Chu Zhihan looks as if he is even thinner than him. Tall and thin. Temperament and very freezer. Standing there is like with a moving popsicle.
But now it seems. At least if everyone stood together naked, he himself was rather like a bamboo pole. Although he insisted on running in the morning, but compared to Chu Zhi Han’s kind of body that is not exposed, it is a bit embarrassing. Chu Zhi Han was the kind of body that was well-proportioned and full of strength. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was usually wrapped up in an unchanging suit, he would probably have been picked up by a talent scout on the street to be a model.
Lu Yao quietly surveyed herself, a little discouraged, then hung her head and said, “It’s nothing.”
“Why don’t you want to go? Am I causing you trouble?” Chu Zhihan was a bit unyielding. The child-like nasal voice sounded ridiculous.
Lu Yao unknowingly reached out and patted his wet hair, “No, huh.”
Chu Zhi Han froze for a moment, then slightly lowered his head. Staring at Lu Yao.
The man who had just finished showering was covered in the milky aroma of baby shower gel. Wet hair. Reddish moist lips. Even his eyes were gentle and moist.
Lu Yao was a little hairy from his stare. Just as she wanted to lower her eyes, she was kissed.
Kissed?
She was kissed!
Lu Yao was a bit confused for a moment.
Warm lips pressed up without warning. Carefully kissing him. Like a precious treasure, he gently kissed and sucked. His tongue slowly traced the line of his lips, and even had a tendency to move further.
Lu Yao came back to his senses from the state of “Ridge” and hurriedly pushed Chu Zhi Han away with a snap. Then he wiped his mouth hard a few times.
The two of them were speechless for a while.
Lu Yao noticed that Chu Zhi Han’s complexion was actually a bit hurt.
Wasn’t I the one who was forcibly kissed for no reason? Isn’t the one who should be hurt me? What kind of stuff are you bemoaning there ah?
“You …… you like men?” Lu Yao felt the veins on his neck throbbing. Quietly clenching her fists, she would just greet him if he said yes.
“No.”
Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Before he had time to think about it much, he heard the man across from him say leisurely:
“I only like you.”
What kind of situation is this ……?
“Chu Zhi Han …… I’m a man.”
“I know ah.”
“So there’s a difference between you liking a man and liking me?”
“Of course there is, it’s not like as long as it’s a man I like, I just like you ah.”
Lu Yao then realized that this was a broken Qiong Yao style boring circular conversation. He coldly lowered his face, “Chu Zhi Han, I don’t like men.”
“I know. It’s me who was too hasty.”
This …… this is the question of whether or not the heart is in a hurry?
“Anyway, what happened just now, don’t do it again, I’m disgusted. Do you understand?”
Chu Zhi Han nodded slightly, “I understand.”
“Alright, just pretend that nothing has happened, we’ll still be brothers in the future.”
Although Lu Yao felt that he had handled this matter quite beautifully. But Chu Zhi Han’s entire shriveled down appearance still made him feel a little guilty.
But male homosexuality this kind of thing …… he is more than disgusted, simply think of it and feel unable to eat and swallow.
Hearing Chu Zhihan say sorry to him with that soft and fragile nasal voice, he felt that he was a little too blunt. But as soon as Chu Zhihan laid down on the bed, he again avoided the plague and curled up on the tiny corner of the single bed.
The whole night was so frightening that he was almost on the verge of falling off countless times.
