All of a sudden, Richie stopped what he was doing. With a meaningful look in his eyes, he looked Tim up and down and said, "It was what you wanted before, wasn't it?"
'By the way, now that I have delivered myself to you, why are you still scared?'
Tim coughed to cover up his embarrassment. "When did I want this? Don't sling mud at me. "
Richie frowned as if he had heard something that surprised him. Although he was always cool and didn't care about anything, his curiosity was aroused at the sight of the sudden change of Tim.
"You... Why do I feel something wrong with you?" Said Richie very seriously, no longer tugging at his clothes.
Tim raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong with me? If you don't make it clear, you won't be able to escape from here today!"
His tone was serious. After all, it was closely related to sexual orientation. Although he had indeed been a little abnormal in the past, now, he was a full of masculinity! This was a fact that could not be doubted. How could it be possible for people to be paranoid?
Hearing that, Richie smiled playfully, and tried not to pull the wound on his back as much as possible. He carefully stood up and reached out to pull Tim. "So, you're telling me that you're a man with normal sexual orientation, aren't you?"
"Richie..." Tim didn't expect that Richie would say the words so blatantly. Although he also wanted to say, he felt it a little awkward.
On the contrary, the man seemed to be calm. He didn't even have any expressions. He was just looking at him. Under his gaze, Tim felt a little guilty. Although he didn't know why he felt guilty, he couldn't help but feel afraid as soon as he saw Richie.
"Because of her?" Richie knew something about Cassie, but he didn't ask her when he saw Tim not care about her before, so he didn't ask. But judging from the current situation, could it be that the two persons had been
orn so that he could not walk fast. Looking at the light in front of him, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain and walked into the villa.
The door was knocked, and he could vaguely hear the footsteps coming quickly inside. He took a deep breath, hoping to see them in a normal state when the door was open.
As the door was opened, Wendy in her pajamas saw her son. Her lips moved. After a long time, she said, "Richie, you're finally back."
It was not appropriate to tell everything to his family. Richie had never contacted his father and his mother before. When he saw that they were looking at him eagerly, he felt apologetic all of a sudden. "Dad, mom, I'm sorry."
"Why are you still standing there? Come in!" Carter was not that sentimental. They hadn't seen each other for nearly two months. Although he missed him a little, he held it back.
Richie nodded. The pain of the friction between the shirt and the wound on his back caused him to sweat on the forehead. But he still followed his parents into the house with a smile.
"I have prepared some food for you when you were on the way just now. Look at you. You must have been worried about yourself these days. You are much thinner than before," Said Wendy, putting the dessert on the table.