Hearing the noise, some people came out from the house next door and looked at this side curiously. Some of them even held bowls and ate while watching.
Feng Chen still didn't move, so Yan Bubu took his right hand and slapped it on his face: "Hit me, hit me, I don't listen, hit me."
He used all his strength and Feng Chen's palm slapped him on the face, making a crisp sound. A red mark instantly appeared on his fair face.
Yan Bubu was about to slap him a second time, but Feng Chen immediately pulled his hand away and whispered, "That's enough."
"Not enough, not enough, I'll go to the bathroom to get you a broom, that will be more convenient for fighting." Yan Bubu was about to run to the bathroom, but Feng Chen grabbed his arm, "Don't go."
"Let me go, and you can beat me, and I will calm down."
Feng Chen pursed his lips, let go of his arm, bent down to pick up the basin on the ground, turned around and walked into the house without saying a word.
“… you hit me…” Yan Bubu’s voice became softer and she stopped crying. She stared blankly at the basin and then at Feng Chen.
"Hey, kid, come on, go into the house quickly. Look, your brother didn't close the door." A person watching the fun pointed at the door with chopsticks.
Yan Bubu sobbed and looked at the man: "Can I go in without closing the door?"
"Silly child, the door is open just to let you in, go in quickly."
"oh."
Yan Bubu stood at the door, squatted down, and made a gesture as if to crawl under the bed, while his eyes looked at Feng Chen from the edge of the bed.
Feng Chen turned sideways to him and put the things in the basin into the cabinet without saying anything to stop him. Yan Bubu was relieved now, and quickly crawled under the bed, then rubbed his way behind Feng Chen step by step.
Seeing that he didn't put everything back in the basin, but left behind toiletries and a set of clothes, Yan Bubu began to feel anxious again, and said nervously, "You haven't put everything back yet, how about letting me do it?"
Because he had just cried, his voice was hoarse. Feng Chen put down the basin, stood up, picked up the toilet paper roll, tore off a piece, and covered his nose with it: "Blow your nose yourself."
Yan Bubu blew his nose and looked at the basin worriedly. Feng Chen said, "Let's take a shower first. After that, we can go to the canteen for dinner."
"Okay, okay, let's take a shower." Yan Bubu's heart finally settled down.
Feng Chen brought him some cold water to drink, then went to the closet to find his clothes and brought the basin again: "Let's go."
"Walk."
On the way to the bathhouse, Yan Bubu carefully held Feng Chen's hand. He first touched Feng Chen's fingers, and when he saw that he had no objection, he shook it with confidence.
There were a lot of people in the bathhouse and there was only one empty cubicle. This time, Feng Chen did not let Yan Bubu take a bath alone, but went into the cubicle with him.
"Are we going to take a shower together?" Yan Bubu looked up and asked him.
Feng Chen put the basin in the wooden cabinet: "Yeah."
"Okay." Yan Bubu looked very happy.
Yan Bubu quickly took off all his clothes, but Feng Chen couldn't do the same, leaving himself naked.
The two stood under the shower. Feng Chen squeezed a ball of shower gel and rubbed it on Yan Bubu's back, gently kneading out foam.
The bathhouse was filled with hot water and someone in a cubicle was humming a song. Feng Chen suddenly felt his men's bodies tremble from time to time, so he slowly stopped his movements.