Beauty Complex

When he went inside the hot spring pool
he drank some red wine while soaking in the hot spring, Jiang Baiyun's cheeks blushed a light red. The cold wind of the night blew over, and instead of blowing away the heat on his face, it made his face even hotter. But the good news is that he is not drunk yet.

     Song Tang and Ceng Ge's rooms are close together, and Jiang Bailu's room is arranged separately at the end of the corridor.  When he walked to the door of the two people's room, Jiang Bailu was about to raise his hand to say goodbye, when Song Tang grabbed his hand and pulled him over.  Song Tang's gaze crossed Ceng Ge's face without a trace, and raised his eyebrows, "Bailu , how about going to watch a movie in my room?"

     Only a after few seconds, did Jiang Bailu understand what Song Tang has said in the doorway out, and snorted in his heart. He secretly thought that this was not good, and he still tactfully rebuffed: "I have to go back and take a bath."

     Song Tang curled up the corners of his lips, "you can go wash up in my room."

     Jiang Bailu remembered that Qin Xingyi had probably made money from these elder brothers in the past few years, so he agreed with a good temper: "Okay."

     Song Tang pulled him into his room in front of Ceng Ge.  When the door of the room closed behind him, the smile on Song Tang's face disappeared and he coldly left Jiang Bailu sitting in the room and went into the bathroom to take a shower.  Halfway through washing, it seemed to him that there was still someone sitting in the room. He said through the bathroom door: "Bailu, if you are in a hurry, go back to your room  to take a shower."

     Jiang Bailu said yes, got up and opened the door without hesitation. When passing by Ceng Ge's room, he paused slightly, turned around and walked back the next second, raised his hand and knocked on the other's closed door three times.

     No one came to open the door.  Jiang Bailu put his ears on the thick door, held his breath for a moment, then he reached out to hold the doorknob, and gently twisted it——

     The door opened.

     He hesitated for a second, then opened the door openly and walked in.  The brightly lit living room has sufficient heating, but there is no one.  The white bathrobe that was worn by the owner not long ago was slanted by the armrest of the sofa.  Jiang Bailu took off his clogs by the door and walked in barefoot on the soft wool carpet.

     The bathroom door was tightly closed, and there was white light coming out of the delicately carved frosted glass, but the patter of water could not be heard.  Jiang Bailu took a step forward in confusion. The next second, the bathroom door was suddenly opened from the inside, and he didn't even leave him any chance to react and think.

     Ceng Ge appeared in front of him with his upper body naked, his black four-corner shorts hung loosely on his thin pelvic line, and the beautiful mermaid line went all the way into the shorts along the edge.  The expression on his face is not very kind, it's even a little cold, "didn't your mother teach you not to enter other people's rooms at will?"

     Jiang Bailu took a step back wittily and gave him his way, "Sorry, I knocked on the door, but no one came to open it. But," he paused, and laughed disapprovingly, "My mother really died early."

     Ceng Ge  walked around him into the living room slightly stagnant, turned his head and glanced at him coldly, turning over the topic, "What's the matter with you?"

     Jiang Bailu followed and said sincerely: "There was a problem with the nozzle in my room. I just called Qin Xingyi . He said that the maintenance personnel are already off work. Can I take a bath with yours?"

     Ceng Ge lit a cigarette and bit the edge of it with his mouth, a pair of amber eyes looked at him from head to tail calmly, and finally a little ridicule appeared, "Is it true that the entire resort's rooms, except for mine, all have problems with the fountainhead?"
 

     Jiang Bailu looked at his familiar and smooth movements when he lit the cigarette and was still a little startled. At this time, he recovered from the man's questioning voice, but he hesitated for a second and said: "You..."

     Ceng Ge looked at him with cold-eyed, "What am I?"

     Jiang Bailu continued the second half of the sentence fluently: "You should smoke less. Smoking is not good for your health."

     Ceng Ge was stunned for a second, his face floated impatiently, "Go ahead."

     Jiang Bailu made an oh sound, and went happily in.  In less than three seconds, he walked back again and looked down at his bare feet. Five thin, white toes curled up in the carpet's fluff subconsciously.

     Ceng Ge  followed his gaze to look at the scene, just in time to take in this scene, he slightly frowned.

     Jiang Bailu raised his face and asked, "Can you lend me a pair of slippers to wear?"

     Ceng Ge lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "There are no extra slippers in the room."

     Jiang Bailu glanced at his feet, "Can you take off those slippers on your feet and let me wear them?"

     Ceng Ge  didn't even lift his eyelids. "I don't like wearing slippers that other people wear."

     Jiang Bailu didn't speak, and his toes that were stuck in the carpet curled up vigorously.  But then a pair of slippers was thrown at his feet casually, and Ceng Ge's voice rang coldly: "If you don't go now, I'm going to lock the door and sleep."

     Jiang Bailu put on the pair of men's slippers that still had warmth, and turned and went into the bathroom.

     Two seconds later, when there was a slight door-locking sound coming into his ears, Ceng Ge finally retracted his sight from where he did not know where it had fallen to. He pressed half of the cigarette in the ashtray a little irritably, then got up and poured a cup of cold water, and adjusted the indoor heating, only to be able to stretch his tight frown.