Chapter 53: The feeling of oppression in a small tent

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You Mian blinked, "Don't mind, you can change it." ”

Pei Huaiji's shirt is soaked, and if he doesn't change it, he will definitely catch a cold.

The darkening sky made You Mian's nerves skip a beat, and he found what he could do, turning around and picking up a camping lamp that could be placed in the tent from the toolbox that he had just coincidentally moved in.

The warm yellow light turned on, and You Mian tugged on the top handle of the camping lamp and placed it in the center of the tent.

It was also at this time that the light illuminated Pei Huaiji's bare back very obviously.

You Mian: "..."

Pei Huaiji took off his soaked shirt and bent down to take out a black long-sleeved shirt from the suitcase.

Although You Mian only swept it inadvertently, it was enough to see the other party's strong muscle lines.

The boy's hand holding the camping lamp shook, and the light in the entire tent swayed.

Pei Huaiji had already changed his clothes and wiped his hair casually with a towel.

The usually neat black hair became messy in his drying movements, adding a bit of indescribable sexiness.

Pei Huaiji raised his chin slightly, rolled his Adam's apple lightly, and said, "It seems that we can only live together tonight." ”

You Mian lowered his head and coughed his throat, nodding indiscriminately.

What can he do if he doesn't live together, and he can't run into the RV.

Complicated emotions poured into You Mian's heart, making him rarely a little restless.

Pei Huaiji dragged another sleeping bag and You Mian's suitcase from the door.

"It's good that it was close to me just now, otherwise this wouldn't have been able to be brought in." Pei Huaiji said in a deep voice.

You Mian took the sleeping bag and turned around in silence to spread it.

The inside of the tent, which I thought was very wide just now, looked crowded after being covered with two sleeping bags on the moisture-proof mat.

You Mian did several psychological constructions before taking out his pajamas from the suitcase and preparing to change them.

But when he turned around, he found that Pei Huaiji on the other side hadn't changed his wet pants.

You Mian frowned and asked, "Why don't you change your pants too?" ”

You're going to get a cold in this kind of weather.

I saw Pei Huaiji sitting on the moisture-proof mat, leaning against the inside of the tent on the other side, looking at You Mian's eyes softly.

Just this glance was enough to make You Mian's tense mind relax in an instant.

Pei Huaiji has always been extremely observant, and it is impossible not to find You Mian's crampedness.

So You Mian heard Pei Huaiji say, "I'll change it later." ”

You Mian took off his baseball jersey and grabbed the hem of the long sleeves of hard denim and rolled it up.

If it weren't for the fact that the dress he was wearing was really difficult to fall asleep, You Mian would definitely choose to sleep without changing his pajamas.

Pei Huaiji's gaze was like substance, and the shoulder blades that You Mian was facing away from were slightly protruding.

The boy's back skin is cold and white, the waist is very thin, the muscles on the back of the shoulders are smooth and beautiful, and a thin layer of muscles covers his arms, which is not weak and has a little more vitality.

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