Beauty Complex - CH 4

Jiang Bailu washed away the foam on his body, washed the swimming trunks that he had taken off twice, and hung them on the shelf by the wall. Then he turned to turn off the shower head, pulled over the neatly folded clean bathrobe on the shelf, pulled the belt and tied it loosely, and then opened the door and walked out.

The man on the sofa didn’t even look up, “Go back when you’re done.”

Jiang Bailu slowly walked up to Ceng Ge and called his name. The man looked down and flipped through the email on the phone, turning a deaf ear to his voice. Jiang Bailu leaned forward and bent down, his gaze was level with that of the opponent, and he cried out with great patience: “Ceng Ge.”

He washed his hair but didn’t dry it. The wet shreds of hair were attached to the full forehead, and transparent water drops dripped from the tips of the hair and rolled onto Ceng Ge’s mobile phone screen. Ceng Ge lifted his eyelids and gave a sweeping view of the large landscape exposed in front of Jiang Bailu’s chest. He raised his hand and grabbed the wet towel he had used next to him and threw it on top of his head.

Then with a flip of the wrist, he tilted his cell phone over and placed it against Jiang Baiyun’s collarbone, pushing him backwards, “Fasten the belt of your bathrobe, don’t lean so close to me.”

Jiang Bailu took a step back obediently, bowed his head and tightened the knot around his waist, and finally lifted the towel on his head, “Can you lend me–”

Ceng Ge stood up with his eyes squinted, and interrupted him in a deep voice, “What else do you want to borrow? A hair dryer or a dry towel? Hurry up after borrowing.”

“Underpants.” Jiang Bailu blinked and raised the corners of his lips. “Could you lend me a new pair of underpants. Or–” he said with a slight pause, “a worn one will do.” (T/N: this is so embarrassing can he stop omg)

Two minutes later, Jiang Bailu came out of the bathroom wearing new underwear. Ceng Ge was standing by the window with his back to him on the phone, wearing a black racer vest. The undershirt is casual, the edge of the jacket is rolled upward, and the lines of his waist were faintly visible.

Jiang Baiyun walked past without a sound, at night in the back of the mountain hot springs, the lights were too dim, wo he didn’t pay attention. But now he see the back of the other side near the shoulder blade, the complex pattern of lines hidden under the undershirt, faintly visible.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, only when his fingertips touched the opponent’s back, Ceng Ge clenched his phone and turned around. When he was about to make a deep voice, he caught a glimpse of his naked upper body and two long white legs, and the blue veins appeared on his forehead, “Where’s your bathrobe?” (T/N: someone kill me what is this guy doing my mentality)

“I took it off when I was wearing underwear.” He replied absentmindedly, hooking up Ceng Ge’s undershirt, and a whale leaping out of the sea came into view. Jiang Bailu’s eyelids trembled slightly, “Have you got a tattoo?”

Ceng Ge’s face was dull, even showing a faint sullen expression, “Jiang Baiyun, don’t you have long fucking ears? I told you, I’m not–”

The color in the man’s pupils suddenly turned darker, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Jiang Baiyun opened his lips slightly and kissed the beautiful sea whale on his back…

Three seconds later, Jiang Bailu was thrown out of the room, wearing a white bathrobe, with a damn straight-man’s knot on his waist.

Cen Ge slammed the door heavily, breaking the door lock almost dropped, and pressed his crotch with an ugly expression.

He has an erection.