Xie Dongcheng carried Yu Zi up to the fifth floor in three steps, his back burning like a hot iron plate.

Fortunately, Yu Zi behaved well all the way, except for holding tightly onto his neck with his arm, he didn’t overstep his bounds.

Xie Dongcheng walked into the living room, hastily folded the blanket on the sofa, pushed it aside, and then helped Yu Zi sit on the sofa.

He squatted down to take off Yu Zi’s shoes, but was directly refused.

“I have hands.” Although Yu Zi was used to being spoiled, he wasn’t so domineering as to order others around.

“Oh, right, right. You have hands.” Xie Dongcheng nodded repeatedly, causing Yu Zi to barely suppress a laugh.

After Yu Zi took off his shoes and socks, he rolled up his pant legs, revealing the sprained ankle.

Xie Dongcheng sat on the other side of the sofa, carefully examining his ankle with his palm for a while, then looked up at him and said, “I’ll go get an ice pack for you, don’t move.”

“Isn’t it supposed to be hot compress for a sprain?” Yu Zi asked.

“You need an ice pack within 24 hours to reduce swelling. Otherwise, it’ll get worse.” Xie Dongcheng explained, “You can use hot compress tomorrow.”

Yu Zi nodded after listening, “Quite professional.”

Xie Dongcheng went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and muttered softly, “I’ve sprained my ankle several times before while working.”

Yu Zi hugged his arms and watched him rummage through the fridge, finally taking out a bottle of ice-cold beer.

Xie Dongcheng then went to the bathroom to find a clean towel, wrapped the beer bottle in it, and then bent down to apply it to the sprained area on Yu Zi’s foot.

“Ah—” Yu Zi shivered from the cold, instinctively pulling his foot back.

“Hey, don’t move.” Xie Dongcheng quickly grabbed his ankle, controlling his leg.

Just three seconds later, he realized the subtlety of this action.

Xie Dongcheng’s large palm covered the thinnest part of Yu Zi’s calf, making Yu Zi’s foot look even whiter against his wheat-colored hand.

“Cough.” Xie Dongcheng looked away, handed the ice towel to Yu Zi, and said, “Here, hold this.”

After icing, Yu Zi felt much more comfortable, at least the sharp pain from the sprain had eased a lot.

“What will you do tomorrow?” Yu Zi asked him.

“What?”

“Isn’t the car going to the repair shop?”

“Then we won’t go out until the car is fixed.”

Seeing that Yu Zi was feeling much better, Xie Dongcheng turned around and started preparing the fish.

Yu Zi recalled that he could always see this person bending over to pick up things with his back and legs exposed for most of the time he was at home.

If he hadn’t heard this person say he was straight, he would have suspected Xie Dongcheng of trying to seduce him actively.

“You go take a shower, and I’ll spray some medicine on you later,” Xie Dongcheng finally finished preparing the fish and turned around to talk to Yu Zi.

Yu Zi threw the towel and beer can into his hands, then prepared to get up and go to the bathroom.

But when he walked into the bathroom, he realized that it might be somewhat difficult to take a shower independently.

Xie Dongcheng’s bathroom had no alcove or sliding door, only a shower curtain, and he couldn’t find a support point.

After standing independently for just a few minutes, his legs began to feel sore.

“Xie Dongcheng!” Yu Zi called out to him from inside the bathroom.

“What’s wrong?” Xie Dongcheng asked from outside the door.

“Come in.”

There was silence outside the door for several seconds before Yu Zi heard the sound of the doorknob turning.

Xie Dongcheng pushed open the bathroom door, cautiously peeked inside, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yu Zi was still dressed.

“What’s the matter?”

Yu Zi leaned against the sink. “Help me shower.”

“What?!” Xie Dongcheng’s forehead was starting to sweat. “How can I help you?”

Yu Zi sighed. “Just support me.”

“Uh, okay, okay.” Xie Dongcheng nodded.

Then he hurried to the living room, took off his jacket, and wearing only his gray vest and pants, he entered the bathroom.

However, the moment he stepped into the bathroom, Yu Zi started undressing.

He unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his chest.

Xie Dongcheng touched his nose and looked away.

Yu Zi was quite straightforward in undressing, and in just a few moves, he had taken off his shirt and tossed it onto the rack outside.

“Come here,” he called to Xie Dongcheng.

“What’s up?”

“My pants.” Yu Zi pointed to his trousers.

Xie Dongcheng reluctantly walked over, supported him to sit on the toilet, and then gently helped him take off his pants.

Yu Zi was left with only a pair of boxers.

He stood on tiptoe to pull open the shower curtain and turned on the shower.

Xie Dongcheng stood behind him, unsure where to put his hands.

The bathroom light was dim, and Yu Zi’s body was right in front of him in the dim yellow space.

He didn’t know how this person used to take care of his skin, but his body was clean and delicate, like a finely polished pearl.

Xie Dongcheng shook his head slightly, cleared his throat, and said, “Um, how do you want to wash?”

Yu Zi reached out and grabbed his forearm. “Like this, just give me some support.”

His palm was warm, and his whole hand grasped Xie Dongcheng’s arm tightly.

Soon, the shower water heated up. Yu Zi sighed, adjusted the water flow with his hand to avoid wetting Xie Dongcheng.

But this showerhead had been around for a while and wasn’t very obedient. inevitably, some water splashed onto Xie Dongcheng, soaking his vest in front.

Yu Zi washed his face with one hand, and the warm water flowed down his cheeks, then down his shoulders and arms, flowing into Xie Dongcheng’s palm.

Xie Dongcheng instinctively pulled back his arm.

“What’s wrong?” Yu Zi wiped the water off his face and asked him.

Xie Dongcheng, with a tense face, paused for two seconds before squeezing out a sentence, “It’s hot.”

“Is it hot?” Yu Zi felt that the water temperature was just right.

In the instant Xie Dongcheng replied, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the remaining wet cloth on Yu Zi’s body, which had been completely soaked by the hot water, and he could even vaguely see the shape of the organ inside.

“Cough cough.” Xie Dongcheng quickly averted his gaze, inwardly chanting “Amitabha” several times.

Yu Zi lathered up the shower sponge, but he couldn’t handle it with just one hand, so he reached behind him and handed it to the person behind him. “Could you scrub my back?”

After saying that, he let go of Xie Dongcheng’s hand, turned around, and supported himself against the wall on the side of the shower, facing Xie Dongcheng with his back.

Just as Xie Dongcheng was recovering from the shock, he shook his arm. But the moment he looked up, he saw Yu Zi’s smooth back and his beautiful waist and hip curve.

Damn it. Xie Dongcheng’s first reaction was to pull the shower curtain and run away. This was really an uncomfortable scene.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t escape. The person in front of him was still waiting for him to lather up his back with the shower sponge.

“Hurry up.” Yu Zi supported himself for five seconds, but the person behind him still didn’t move.

“Oh, okay.” Xie Dongcheng began as instructed. His movements were slow, and the dense foam clung to Yu Zi’s shoulders, back, and waist…

Xie Dongcheng’s hand paused, and after two seconds, he asked, “What about below?”

“Just continue with what you’re doing.” Yu Zi was getting impatient; this person was really dragging his feet. He could hardly stand on one leg anymore.

Xie Dongcheng nodded and then squatted down to lather up the foam on Yu Zi’s inner thighs. Yu Zi’s calves had attractive contours, not too slender, with a hint of muscle.

Xie Dongcheng had only seen such curves in sculpture illustrations in textbooks.

Perhaps it was too hot in the bathroom; he felt like his throat was smoking.

The water from the shower was still flowing, washing over Yu Zi’s back, with foam slowly sliding down his spine and then swirling into the drain with the water stains.

“Is it okay?” Xie Dongcheng quickly finished scrubbing him a few times and stood up as if escaping for his life, tossing the shower sponge to him like a grenade.

Yu Zi didn’t react in time and reached out to catch the shower sponge, but he lost his balance on one leg and slipped.

“Oh, damn it!” Yu Zi exclaimed, watching as he almost fell to the tiled floor.

Only then did Xie Dongcheng hurriedly reach out and hugged his waist.

“Hoo—” The two of them barely regained their balance. Xie Dongcheng lowered his head and found that he was completely soaked, while Yu Zi leaned against him, his hair damp and sticking to his temples, with water droplets hanging from his eyelashes.

This scene was really not good.

Even if he were blind, Yu Zi could tell that this person was extremely uncomfortable.

After rinsing off the foam, Yu Zi turned off the shower. “Okay, I can manage the rest by myself.”

Xie Dongcheng suddenly woke up as if from a dream, shook off the water droplets on his body, and turned to leave.

“Hey, could you pass me a towel?” Yu Zi almost burst into laughter because of his irritation.

Whoosh—

Without looking back, Xie Dongcheng directly grabbed a clean white towel and threw it to Yu Zi.

He walked out of the room, closed the door in a hurry, and leaned against the door, panting heavily.

This was ridiculous. They were both men, so why was he so flustered?

Back when he used to go to the public baths, he had never been so nervous, even when being completely exposed among a group of people!

Xie Dongcheng really wanted to slap himself awake.

However, half a minute later, he saw a folding plastic stool placed next to the sofa in the living room, and suddenly felt electrified.

Wait a minute, why didn’t he just bring in a stool for Yu Zi to sit on while showering?!