Kim's first words sober from his drunkenness were—
"Shameless, shameless!"
Shi Feixia raised his head from his swimming trunks and said, "What shameless?"
When Jin started making it, he slammed the bed and said, "Isfiel actually swapped my wine with his."
"... It's shameless indeed."
"You also think he's shameless, don't you?" Jin supported his drowsy head and looked at him eagerly.
I mean, you are shameless.
Feixia sent him a smiling flower.
Jin's eyes suddenly condensed on his hand, and he said in surprise: "You actually took off his swimming trunks?! You haven't been silenced yet?! You actually..." He didn't know what else to do. , because the impact is too great. He paused and asked in a low voice, "Is his place big?"
Feixia looked at him helplessly and said, "Can you think of something pure?"
Jin asked curiously, "Did he look impure there?"
"..." Shi Feixia suddenly put his swimming trunks over his pants, turned around in place, and looked at Jin Dao: "Do I look like Superman?"
Jin looked at his crazy behavior, dumbfounded, "What's that for?"
Feixia didn't care whether he understood or not, he took off his swimming trunks and put it over his head, "Do I look like Batman?"
"..." Jin said angrily, "you just put your pants in your mouth."
Feixia shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to imitate you."
"… "
Feixia took off his underwear and showed off in front of him, "These swimming trunks are the same as Isfiel's! You know, they are the same! Exactly the same. Hehe...hehe...haha..."
Jin looked angrily at Feixia, who was smiling until he couldn't see his eyes, "In the future, when you return to the human world, don't say you know me!" Shame, it's really shameful. Isn't that just a pair of swimming trunks? He didn't smile like that when he touched Hughes' panties.
- He just pounced straight on.
Shi Feixia stopped laughing and gave him a white look, "Based on your popularity in the human world, what do you think is the difference between me mentioning you and mentioning Lu Renjia?"
"..." Jin suddenly fell down again. A hangover is a very painful thing, but more painful than a hangover is waking up from a hangover and meeting Feisha. "Where's Hughes? Why are you here?"
"He's in the kitchen to help you make sober soup. He asked me to watch over you here."
Jin stared at the swimming trunks in his hand, "You look after the swimming trunks a lot, don't you?"
Feixia replied without shame, "Who made you look nothing like Isfiel's swimming trunks?"
"Oh, I have a headache!" Jin curled up into the quilt.
Feixia ignored him and continued to admire the hard-earned swimming trunks.
After a while, Hughes came in after stewing the hangover soup.
"Is he not awake yet?" Seeing the shrunken Hughes holding the sober soup with a worried look, Feixia had the feeling that Jin was molesting a minor.
He avoided his head to prevent the thought in his mind from spreading further. "He woke up, but fell asleep again."
Jin brushed over the quilt and stared at him angrily, "As long as you stay away from me, my head won't hurt so much. If my head doesn't hurt so much, I don't need to sleep anymore."
Feisha Feixia teased: "Since you are so sleepy, why don't you go back to your room and sleep in your coffin, and let me stay and chat with Hughes?"
Jin snorted coldly, "What else can you talk about besides swimming trunks?"
"swimming pool."
"… "
Hughes hands Kim the hangover soup.
Jin didn't answer, just opened his mouth pitifully.
Hughes had to feed him spoon by spoon.
This picture is no different from that of a filial son who is waiting for a terminally ill old father in front of his sick bed. What is rare is that the two people in the picture are still intoxicated by each other.
Shi Feixia couldn't stand it any longer, so he greeted him and went back to his room.
Back in the room, after taking a bath and lying on the bed, the excitement began to settle in the silence. He looked at the swimming trunks in his hand with gentle eyes.
No matter how I thought about it, I felt that Isfiel's eyes were not simple when he handed him the swimming trunks, as if... He was too embarrassed to speak? Want to welcome or refuse? Hard to catch
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.
Since the other party has shown this, it would be stupid if he didn't take advantage of the heat... Oh no, strike while the iron is hot.
Tomorrow, tomorrow, make sure to put these swim trunks to work!
He rolled over and got out of bed, took out the hanger from the closet, and hung up his swimming trunks. He removed the mural facing the bed and hung up his swimming trunks. After looking at it carefully for a while, I went to bed contentedly.
Maybe I was too tired yesterday, or maybe I was too relaxed. Feixia had no dreams all night, and when he woke up, he was refreshed.
Look at the time, it's half past nine.
Anyway, the hotel has never had a punch-in system. After getting familiar with it, he was promoted to an old fried dough stick, so what time to go to work and what time to leave work is completely self-service.
He walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face earnestly, and took a fragrant bath to ensure that every part of his body was fresh and pleasant before he solemnly changed into his swimming trunks and wrapped a bath towel around his waist. Dianpidian went upstairs to swim.
When he was approaching the 30th floor, in order to show his calmness, he deliberately slowed down and walked upstairs leisurely.
Counting the floors, walking to the last step, the blue pool is in sight. But he couldn't smile.
Because there is a golden light shining on the top of the pool.
He looked at Metatron, who was standing by the pool, bathed in brilliance, and said dejectedly, "Didn't you say it's difficult to get up here?" Why did he come up so often that it seemed like he had clocked in and out of get off work
Metatron turned his head, light golden hair fluttering in the air, "Perhaps, it's fate?"
Shi Feixia reached out and fastened the towel around his waist, "Uh, it's not that I don't like this fate, but is there any way to control it?"
"Oh? How do you want to control it?"
"The control is like taking an elevator. I press a few floors, and it goes up a few floors." Feixia looked at him sincerely, "Anyway, I am also a human being. Wandering around heaven every day puts a lot of psychological burden on me. I'm afraid I'm not careful... I'm going to the sky."
There was a deep smile in Metatron's voice, "In that case, why don't we make an agreement."
Shi Feixia asked suspiciously, "What agreement?"
"Make Isfiel feel loved."
"..." Although this condition of his is also his goal, it is still strange to say it from the mouths of others. It's as if your feelings are being traded for. He felt a little conflicted in his heart.
Metatron said softly: "If you can do it, then, in the future, I can grant you a request. No matter what the request is."
"Really or not?" Feixia doubted, "Could it be that if I want a pair of wings, you can give me a pair of wings? If I want elf ears, you can give me elf ears? If I want vampire teeth, you can Give me vampire teeth?" he said, mentally combining three things into himself...
He concluded that the phrase "the more the merrier" is relative, not absolute.
"Don't rush to make a wish, maybe one day in the future, you will have a more important use." He paused and said softly, "Besides, you haven't fulfilled the conditions I proposed yet."
Feixia frowned and said nothing. Such conditions would be false to say that they are not attractive, but…
Metatron raised his hand and waved, "Before this, there is no need for us to meet again."
Shi Feixia was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
Isfiel just came up from the swimming pool wet and was slightly startled when he saw him.
Feisha Feixia hurriedly pulled away from the conversation with Metatron, and said, "Swimming?"
"Just finished the tour."
…
Actually finished the tour.
Feixia was extremely disappointed. If I had known, I would not have been with Metatron Hara for so long.
Isfiel looked at his outfit, "Come for a swim?"
"Uh," If he nodded now, wouldn't he want to show the pair of lovers' pants in front of him? ... Would this make him seem too impatient and proactive? Shi Feixia was shy and shook his head quickly: "No! I, I, I'm here to borrow the body wash! Haha, half of the bath in the morning, I found that the body wash was used up. Do you have it?"
Isfiel said: "The body wash in the room is directly connected to the warehouse and is inexhaustible."
…
Is that thing inexhaustible
Shi Feixia was stunned for a while, realizing that he had forced himself into an even more embarrassing situation, "Really? Hehe, it's probably blocked. I'll go back and have a look." He turned around and was about to take a step...
"Come to my room to wash?" Isfiel said before he landed on his right foot.
"Okay." Shi Feixia turned around quickly, smiling like a flower.
Isfiel's bathroom is no different from Feisha's, both have large square bathtubs.
But Feisha was lying in it, and he just felt that Isfiel's was much more comfortable and warmer than the one in his bathroom. Even the feeling of water rushing on the body is not the same.
He fumbled around and dawdled to wash for nearly two hours.
The skin on his body was wrinkled, as red as boiled shrimp, and he slowly crawled out of the bathroom.
Outside the bathroom, Isfiel was sitting on the sofa with a book in his hands, engrossed, as he usually saw him.
Feixia said, "I've washed it."
"Yeah." Isfiel didn't lift his head.
…
Feixia was a little disappointed by his reaction.
"Have you finished reading the guest history?" Isfiel said lightly.
Shi Feixia's spirit was lifted, and he answered confidently, "No."
Isfiel finally raised his head, "So you've been fishing for work lately?"
"..." Obviously you are also fishing. This is called the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Of course, when it comes to leaders, words cannot be so straightforward. So Shi Feixia said implicitly, "I'm afraid to delay your reading time."
"Do you understand it yourself?"
Feixia replied very directly: "I don't understand."
Isfiel continued to look down, "I allow you to waste my time."
Feixia's eyes lit up, "Any time?"
"Every time you come to me, do you have a time to choose?"
"Uh... no." He seemed to rush over every time he thought of it. Feisha Shi silently conducted a deep self-examination in his heart.