Quentin Yu took the fastest bath in his life. When he climbed into bed, his body was still wet with moisture. Hugo Huo didn't mind it and turned over and hugged him directly.
The two of them had slept together for so long, and Quentin Yu had long been accustomed to this sleeping position. He lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a little, reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and settled into Hugo Huo's arms calmly.
Summer has entered, the hottest time of the year. Even if the air conditioner blows overhead, it's still too hot for two strong-blooded men to stick together.
Quentin Yu was sweating on his forehead. After holding it for a while, he estimated that Hugo Huo was almost asleep, and then he carefully moved out. Unexpectedly, at this movement, he found that Hugo Huo's hand holding him tightened immediately.
"You're not sleeping?" Quentin Yu raised his head and looked at Hugo Huo in astonishment in the darkness. He reached out and touched his face gently, and she noticed that he had his eyes open. "Didn't you say you were sleepy?"
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