[MTL]How Can I Get Rid of Him[BL]

Ch 48(Extra 23)

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when the two of them devoured their meal. Moxie sat on the sofa tiredly and thought about the whole day. It was like a magic drama, and it was quite frustrating.

At this time, Pei Hao stuck his head out of the bathroom and raised his eyebrows at him gently: "I might need you to do me a favor."

"What?" Mo Xi asked.

"I haven't been able to take a shower these days, maybe..." Pei Hao hesitated halfway through his words, looked at him carefully, and then continued, "I need someone to help wipe my body."

He had a special expression when he said this. Seriously, with a hint of grievance, as if he was really just making a reasonable request as a victim, and he didn't think about it at all.

Mo Xi was stunned. The doctor did say that his wound should not touch water, for fear of infection. It seems that there is nothing wrong with wiping a patient's body. But the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt. How could he go to his ex-boyfriend's house to wipe his body after breaking up?

This is not in line with the logical development of the story in his mind.

Besides, Pei Hao has abs and long legs, he really can't guarantee that he won't get into trouble when he wipes it.

"I don't take off my pants, I just wipe my back." Seeing his hesitation, Pei Hao looked at him with a pleading look, his voice soft like a child's coquettishness, "I can't sleep because my body is sticky."

"…" Mo Xi thought that if you dare to take off your pants, I'll leave right away, but he turned his head to look at Pei Hao's aggrieved face and surrendered immediately. He really couldn't refuse Pei Hao, who pulled his face down and begged him in a low voice.

After a few last struggles in his heart, Mo Xi still walked into the bathroom like a strong man choking his wrists, took a towel and dipped it in warm water, then let go and twisted it, and said to Pei Hao, "Take off your shirt."

He pulled the clothes up and down, and three terrifying wounds appeared in front of Moxie, one on his back and one on his left and right arms, crawling on him like a few winding centipedes, looking horrified .

Moxie frowned and carefully wiped across the wound: "squeak if it hurts you."

"Well."

Pei Hao is thin, but the strong foundation after years of exercise is still there. The upper circumference is prominent and the waist is tightened. The standard inverted triangle has not changed at all. The lines are clean from top to bottom, and the muscles are well-proportioned. What do you think? How pleasing to the eye.

Mo Xi suddenly forgave himself a few years ago. Pei Hao was so close to him inside and out. He was young at that time, so how could he resist.

In order to keep the atmosphere from being too embarrassing, and to keep himself from thinking, he took the initiative to open the chat box: "Are you still playing basketball now?"

"Occasionally, too busy with work." Pei Hao answered absent-mindedly, the wall in the bathroom There was a large half-length mirror hanging on it. He was always on his side, staring at Moxie with a serious expression in the mirror. The warm, moist and soft touch was transmitted from the skin to the nerves. It was crisp and itchy, and there was some desire in the lower body. /Looking up in lust.

"By the way," Mo Xi suddenly remembered the encounter with Song Wanqin today, and asked, "Why does your mother know me?"

"Oh?" Pei Hao was a little surprised, he didn't know he had a fucking relationship with Mo Xi today. intersection.