A Ming was leaning on the bedside, playing with his laptop. With the sound of thunder outside the window, he put the computer aside, stood up and stretched his waist.

A Ming is a college student. Due to his introverted personality and slight mysophobia, he is unwilling to live in the dormitory, so he rented this house that he thought was pretty good. It has a kitchen, bathroom furniture, and everything. Just buy some daily necessities.

He stood by the window and looked at the street. Due to the heavy rain, there was almost no one there. Just as he was about to continue playing on the computer, there was a sudden knock on the door. Not only was he a little strange, he didn't know many people, but he looked at his watch. It was already eight o'clock in the evening. Who could it be? However, he walked to the door. Through the door mirror, he could see a handsome boy outside the door. He seemed to be about the same age as himself. He was soaked all over and had a bag in his hand. Although A Ming felt strange, he opened the door. Before he could say anything, the boy outside the door had already entered the room. He closed the door and replaced the dirty white sneakers on his feet, which were almost black.

A Ming was stunned from the moment the other party entered the house until he entered the bathroom. The other party had an indescribable special temperament. The most important thing was that the other party made him feel as if he was the owner of the room and he was the guest. I have always been introverted and didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing, so I thought: maybe he is really a neighbor. Anyway, he just wants to use the bathroom. He is also a boy, so what can he do to the other person. Then let the other party go.

But before he could do anything, the bathroom door opened. Aqiang, wearing only black underwear, was at the door. He had a strong figure and a pair of blue slippers on his bare feet. Amin was even stunned for a moment. A Qiang couldn't help but smile when he saw the other person looking at him in a daze: "By the way, I haven't eaten yet tonight, go and get me something to eat." He said in a casual tone, as if this was a normal thing. When he saw A Ming nodding in confusion, he closed the door. After a while, there was the sound of running water inside the door...

When A Ming regained consciousness, he found that he was already in the kitchen. Although A Ming rents a house, he doesn't cook often. He always goes to the fast food restaurant downstairs to eat. It’s not that you don’t know how to eat without cooking, it’s just that you instinctively don’t like to cook.

"Forget it, we are all neighbors, so we can just help." A Ming thought, already picking up the pot that he hadn't touched for a long time...

After a while, when Amin brought the cooked things to the dinner table, Aqiang shouted from the bathroom: "Hey, I forgot to bring new underwear. My key is in the pocket of my pants. You go to my house to get a new one for me." With this casual tone again, Amin couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He asked himself to cook for him, and asked himself to get his underwear for him... What do you think you are? His slave?

As he was thinking this, a thought suddenly popped into his head: "He just entered the bathroom with his clothes on. His pants should be in the bathroom."

This thought shocked A Ming. Did she really want to help him get his underwear?

Forget it, he's taking a shower, just help him again.

A Ming comforted himself like this, walked to the bathroom door, reached out and pushed it, and found that it was not locked. Then he walked into the bathroom and found A Qiang naked, leaning his back against the wall and stepping on the sink with his left foot, completely showing his figure. Coupled with the water vapor around him, A Ming suddenly felt that if he were a girl, he would be fascinated by him. A Qiang saw him looking at him blankly and said, "Hey, what are you looking at? Go get my underwear quickly. I've almost finished washing it." A Ming came to his senses after being called like this, nodded mechanically, and then said: "You...your pants are inside..." Only then did Aqiang remember that he had thrown his pants into the basin in the bathroom, so he said, "Oh, go get it quickly." A Ming went up to get his pants, but the basin with the pants was at the end, and the bathroom was not big, so Aqiang had the rest piled up, and if he wanted to get over, he had to get under him. A Ming was just urged by A Qiang, and without thinking much, he instinctively bent down to get under him... But just halfway through, he realized that he was getting under someone else's straddle, and his face instantly turned red. But when he wanted to get up, he found that if he got up now, he would probably be ridden by the other person. Then, feeling even more embarrassed, he gritted his teeth, got directly over, squatted by the basin, looking for the key, and secretly watched Aqiang's reaction, but found that he didn't react at all, as if he didn't know that someone had just slipped under his crotch, and was still washing his thighs with his hands. A Ming thought that the other party didn't pay attention to what happened just now, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took the key he just found and was about to go back, but suddenly thought: If he goes over now, wouldn't he have to get under him again? It's better to wait until he finishes washing. As if Aqiang was cooperating with Amin, he put his feet on the ground just when he was about to wait for a while. A Ming looked at it, stood up and walked out. When he just walked to A Qiang, he saw that he didn't seem to see A Ming going out. He stepped on the sink with his right foot and had no intention of getting out of the way. He didn't even look at A Ming.

A Ming was stunned for a moment, seeing that the road was blocked again, he unconsciously got out from under the other person's crotch, walked out of the bathroom, and closed the door smoothly. Only then did he realize that he had crawled back and forth under the other person's crotch. His face turned red again, he looked at the key in his hand, and walked towards A Qiang's house. At this time, A Qiang's mouth in the bathroom had a faint smile...

When A Ming walked into A Qiang's house, his first reaction was: "chaotic".

There were only a few scattered shoes on the shoe rack, but most of the shoes were piled on the ground. Sneakers, travel shoes, boots, etc. were scattered on the ground. In the hall, various melon peels and food packaging bags were thrown away. A Ming walked into the bedroom. There were all kinds of socks on the floor and a lot of underwear on the bed.

Looking at the messy room, A Ming, who had a slight mysophobia, couldn't stay there for a moment, so he took a pair of underwear and went back. He walked into the bathroom with the new pair of underwear and found that Aqiang had finished washing them and was holding a blue towel to dry himself.

A Qiang saw that A Ming was back, still holding his underwear in his hand. He chuckled and said, "Help me take it first. Is this towel clean?" A Ming saw the blue towel, which was what he usually used to wipe his face. Without thinking much, he said, "It's what I use to wipe my face."

After hearing this, A Qiang muttered: "Fortunately, it's still clean." Although his voice was low, it was just enough for A Ming to hear, and then he wiped his lower body with a towel. A Ming saw the other party wiping his private parts with the towel he used to wipe his face, and said: "It's quite clean." His face was already flushed red, and tears were slowly falling from his eyes because of anger.

When A Qiang saw it, he just smiled lightly, and then asked casually: "Is the food ready?" A Ming only wanted to give the other party a slap, but he answered the other party's words: "It's... done."

"Why is your face wet? Come on, wipe it." After hearing the other party's answer, Aqiang was not in a hurry to eat. Instead, he used the towel he had just wiped his lower body to wipe the tears on Amin's face. A Ming did not dodge and allowed the other party to wipe it on his face, but there were more and more tears in his eyes. "What is this?" Aqiang ignored A Ming, but reached out and took something from A Ming's lips and looked at it: "It turns out to be pubic hair. Why did my pubic hair get into your mouth..."

It turned out that just now A Qiang wiped his lower body with a towel and a few pubic hairs naturally stuck to his mouth. When he wiped A Ming's face, it stuck to A Ming's mouth. "Good boy, it's nothing, let's go eat." Aqiang said, gave the towel to Amin, put on his underwear, and said, "Wipe it yourself, don't eat my pubic hair again." With that, he walked out of the bathroom.

A Ming looked at the towel in his hand. There were still a few Aqiang's pubic hairs stuck on it. He wanted to throw it aside, but he was already holding it in his hand and slowly wiping his face until he wiped away his tears. Then he spit out a few sticks stuck in his mouth. He walked out of the bathroom and saw Aqiang still eating, so he asked in a pretentious manner: "How is it?"

"It's not bad. I'll come to your house for dinner from now on." "Okay...Okay, you can come if you like." "Well, you can clean up." After Aqiang finished eating, he said casually, "I'm so tired today, so I slept at your house." Then he walked into the bedroom, leaving Amin alone to clean the dining table.

When A Ming returned to the bedroom, he saw A Qiang playing with his computer, so he stood beside him and watched quietly. "If you have nothing to do, go and wash my clothes." Aqiang said casually.

"Oh, okay..." A Ming turned around and entered the bathroom. When he finished his work, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening, and Aqiang was still playing on the computer on the bed in the bedroom. Amin sat opposite him, not knowing what he should do, when he lightly stepped on his face with a foot.

"Ah..." Amin instinctively raised his face and exclaimed, but found that as he raised his head, the foot that should have been on his forehead was inserted directly into his mouth. A Ming was stunned there. After a few seconds, he realized that the other party's foot was still in his mouth and had no intention of taking it out, so he spit out the foot from his mouth with a red face.

"What are you thinking about? You can't even hear me." At this time, Aqiang looked at Amin and said with a smile. A Ming stared blankly at his feet, which were still stained with his own saliva, and did not answer. A Qiang didn't say anything, put the computer aside and lay on the bed: "Go to sleep, go to sleep." After saying that, he looked at A Ming who was still stunned, raised his other foot and kicked him in the face. Although it didn't use much force, it still shocked A Ming.

Aqiang didn't care about Amin and just lay there with his eyes closed. After a while, Amin looked at Aqiang who seemed to be sleeping soundly. Everything about tonight flashed before his eyes. He got on his lap, got his underwear, wiped his face with the towel he used to wipe his lower body, and finally took the other person's toes into his mouth, tears slowly dripping down...

When Amin woke up, it was already the next morning. It turned out that he fell asleep while crying last night. A Ming opened his eyes, but found that something seemed to be pressing on his face. After A Ming opened his eyes, he took it away. Only then did A Ming realize that it was A Qiang who had just stepped on his face.

When A Qiang saw that A Ming was awake, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I just found that stepping on your face was quite comfortable, so I used your face as a foot pad." But A Ming didn't find a trace of apology on his face.

A Ming sat on the bed and looked at A Qiang, but didn't know what to say. "Hurry up and make breakfast, I'm already hungry." Aqiang urged, kicking Amin twice with his feet.

"Oh... ok..." A Ming replied dully and walked towards the kitchen. Soon, breakfast was ready, a very simple breakfast and a glass of milk for each person. The two of them didn't talk. After eating, A Ming drank up the milk quickly. But after A Qiang drank some, he suddenly coughed a few times and vomited some back. Then he said, "I choked. No, I won't drink. You can drink the rest." Then he pushed the milk in front of A Ming, "What are you looking at? Drink it quickly."

A Ming looked at the glass of milk that was spit back by the other party, and his hand holding the glass tightened. He wanted to refuse, but somehow, he put his hand to his mouth and drank it in one gulp.

"Hehe, by the way, if you have time in the morning, come with me to clean my house." After saying that, he walked out of the room without waiting for A Ming to answer. When A Ming saw it, he hesitated for a moment, but then followed him to A Qiang's house.

"Well... you put your shoes back first, and then clean the living room, and I'll clean up the bedroom." When he arrived at his home, Aqiang directed Amin more like a master, and then entered the house, leaving Amin standing there. A Ming hesitated for a while, then started to clean. He first put all the shoes on the shoe rack, and then cleaned the living room. After finishing, A Ming didn't know what he should do next, so he could only go into the bedroom to find A Qiang. After walking into the bedroom, he found Aqiang sitting at the table looking at his mobile phone. The underwear and socks on the bed were not put away.

"Are you done? Just in time, I have something to do and I need to go out for a while. Come and help me put on my socks." Then he stretched out his feet towards A Ming. A Ming instinctively held the two stretched out feet, and then stared at them staying there, not knowing what to do. "What are you looking at? Come on, help me put on my socks. I'm in a hurry." Aqiang's voice sounded again.

A Ming could only quickly put on A Qiang's socks to relieve his own embarrassment. "Bring me my pair of white travel shoes and put them on." Aqiang continued. A Ming also obediently went to get the shoes and helped A Qiang put them on. "It's so dirty. There is linen in the bathroom. Please bring it and wipe it for me." Aqiang continued to brush his phone and said.

A Ming looked at the shoes on A Qiang's feet. They were indeed a little dirty, so he didn't say anything. He held A Qiang's feet with a linen cloth and wiped them clean. "Okay, I'm leaving. You can wait for me to come back at my house." After saying that, Aqiang walked to the door and looked at the footprints along the way: "I'll leave it to you, bye." Then he closed the door and left. A Ming stood at the door, looking at the closed door, and stood blankly for a long time. Then he shook his head, picked up the rag again, and cleaned the entire room. By the time everything was done, it was already afternoon. A Ming sat tiredly on the bed. The weather outside was very good, and the sun shone on the bed through the window, making A Ming's body warm, but in his heart he felt exactly the opposite. He didn't know what was wrong with him, why he acted like Aqiang's slave. Fatigue gradually spread throughout the body, and Amin fell asleep like this...

A Ming sat up from the bed, but was surprised to find that he was sleeping on his bed at home, with his laptop next to him. Were you all dreaming before? Yes, it must be a dream. A Ming couldn't help but feel slowly getting better. Suddenly, I heard the sound of rushing water. A Ming walked toward the source of the sound strangely, only to find a figure taking a bath in the bathroom. A Ming slowly stretched out his hand and pushed open the bathroom door tremblingly. In the bathroom, Aqiang was rinsing his body. Amin suddenly entered, which made Aqiang stunned for a moment, but then he saw Amin being wet by the water that had not been turned off. He laughed again, picked up something casually, and wiped Amin's face. A Ming watched in shock as Aqiang wiped the water droplets from his face, then reached out to take the thing in Aqiang's hand and wiped the water from his face, but he smelled a strange smell. He picked up the thing in his hand and took a look, only to find that it was Aqiang's underwear. Aqiang smiled wildly, then stretched out his hand to push Amin's head down. A Ming's mind went blank, and he could only kneel on the ground with the force, and then let the other party press his face into his crotch. "Lick." A Ming licked mechanically until urine flowed into his mouth, and his face...

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" A Ming suddenly felt his head being hit by something. When he raised his head and looked up, he realized that he was kneeling on the ground, and the surrounding layout looked like A Qiang's bedroom. "What were you doing just now? Were you asleep?" A Ming looked up and found A Qiang sitting on the bed with his feet hanging in front of him, looking down at him.

"Don't you want to lick it? Come on, why are you falling asleep halfway through the licking?" A Ming looked at the feet in front of him: Do you want to lick them? Yes, I was about to lick his feet, but suddenly fell asleep... A Ming thought, opened his mouth and licked the two feet in front of him. Suddenly he felt something hit him. A Ming sat up from the bed, looked around, and found that two shoes had just hit him, and he was lying on A Qiang's bed. Only then did he realize that he was dreaming just now, and then his face turned red. Thinking of the content of his dream, A Ming shook his head. "Come for dinner, what are you thinking about?"

A Ming looked at A Qiang, who was standing barefoot on the ground outside the bedroom door. It turned out that Aqiang had come back at some point. A Ming hurried to the kitchen and found that the meal was already ready. Aqiang sat on a chair: "You must be exhausted, hehe, thank you." Amin sat next to Aqiang and said, "It's okay, you must be tired after being out for a day." "I feel really tired when you tell me, please stop eating and massage my feet." With that, Aqiang put his feet in Amin's arms. A Ming looked at the feet in his arms, as if he had returned to the scene in his dream, and pressed them gently with his fingers. After a while, Aqiang said: "It's not bad. Please help me press my feet every day from now on." Amin pressed the feet in his hands and nodded. "Hehe, you're so good. Your feet were dirty when you were standing on the ground just now. Please help me clean them." A Ming was shocked, recalling that he had licked the other person's feet in his dream, and his face slowly turned red. "Come on, what are you thinking about? It's too troublesome to wash it with water. Just lick it clean." "He really wants me to lick his feet..." A Ming slowly knelt on the ground, opened his mouth gently, and took A Qiang's toes in his mouth. "Perhaps, this is the life I should have." A Ming thought.