Because the lights in the room were dim, Lin Er couldn't tell where he was stained with water, but when he touched it, he felt a wet dampness under his fingertips.

It's not the kind of dripping water, it's like it's not drying after the washing machine is thrown into the clothes, and it feels sleek.

Perhaps because of drinking, Xie Yan's reaction was half a beat slower than usual. When he heard Lin Er ask him, he slowly moved his eyelashes and then spoke: "When he came back, he was a little wet in the rain."

"Why don't you change it?" Liner asked again.

"Forgot." Xie Yan said honestly.

“…”

Rather than forgetting, it is better to say that it is lazy. No one cares about him anyway, and he is too lazy to change it.

Even if Xie Yan didn't say it, Lin Er could guess what he was thinking.

She looked down at Xie Yan, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but when she remembered the wet school uniform short-sleeved, Lin Er still said nothing, ran to his bedroom without saying a word, and took out a long-sleeved sweatshirt.

The city by the sea has always been strong, and the night wind wanders back and forth in the living room for two rounds, and the smell of smoke in the room has almost dissipated.

After Lin Er took out his clothes, he first closed the doors and windows before walking towards Xie Yan, looking down at him, and threw a word out of his mouth: "Take it off."

"..." Even though Xie Yan's consciousness was not sobered by alcohol, he also felt that this instruction seemed a little wrong.

The lonely man and the widow are living together in the same room, the lights are ambiguous and the atmosphere is in place.

Finally, the heroine also said: "Take it off."

Seeing Xie Yan hesitating for a while and not moving, Lin Er thought he didn't hear clearly, so he looked at him and repeated: "Take off your clothes."

"..." Xie Yan still didn't move.

This is not very good, right?

Liner simply bent down and said, "Why don't you move?"

Xie Yan: “…”

After not getting a response, Lin Er blinked and tilted his head slightly to stare at his black eyes.

His eyes were not very clear and wet, as if he was surrounded by mist, and he seemed to be drunk.

Lin Er suddenly understood.

He was drunk.

He will only be so obedient when he is drunk.

When the two met before, Lin Er could see that he had a strong sense of proportion. Although he didn't tease her seriously, he seemed to be not going to be a human being, but when he was really drunk, he became particularly gentle.

Of course, it is still the gentleman who is a scum, but there is no scum this time.

Lin Er stared at him for a while, and saw that he really didn't plan to take off his wet clothes, so he stopped asking him.

OK, then she will do it.

Lin Er continued to bend down, reached out and grabbed the edge of his clothes, and pulled it up, with his movements being particularly wide open and closed, and he was in a state of comparable condition when racing with Lin Yian.

Xie Yan originally wanted to avoid her hand, but after meeting the seemingly calm look that Lin Er handed over, he subconsciously stopped.

Only then did Liner withdraw his gaze with satisfaction.

"..." Xie Yan sighed indescribably.

Forget it, just take it off. Anyway, there is no one else here. This... is not considered unfaithful, right?

While Lin Er took off his clothes, he also caught a glimpse of the expression on Xie Yan's face that seemed to be a broken can. Her eyelids suddenly jumped lightly.
Chapter completed!