"Captain, you haven't slept yet."
Mo Huaifeng is four or five centimeters taller than Ji Zhiyao, and at this time he is looking down at him with his height advantage, his eyes are dark in the hazy darkness, as if he is looking at a mentally retarded person: "I fell asleep, who opened the door for you? "
Ji Zhiyao probed his head, intending to see if the other living person in the room was asleep, who would have thought that the moment his head was about to approach the crack of the door, he would be pushed away by a palm. Ji Zhiyao raised his head and found that Mo Huaifeng had just let go of his hand, and his tone was a bit puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, the water heater in my room is broken, can I borrow your bathroom to take a shower?"
Mo Huaifeng's chocolate-colored pupils froze for a moment, and just when Ji Zhiyao thought he was going to agree, he said lightly, "No, because I want to take a bath."
Ji Zhiyao was a little confused, "It won't take me long, ten minutes or so is enough. You can wash me first and then wash."
"Why don't you go find Ah Heng?"
"Because I'm familiar with the captain."
Mo Huaifeng let out a "tsk", lowered his eyes slightly, and this action allowed him to see more clearly the watery smiling eyes of the young man in front of him, and the phrase "teammates are always getting familiar with each other" on his lips did not know why The reason was swallowed directly. After a few seconds of stalemate, the matter finally ended with an impatient "trouble" and Mo Huaifeng's body sideways sideways as if compromising.
Ji Zhiyao entered the house.
The whole room is about the size of two of his rooms, and the painting style is very different from what he imagined. The room is clearly divided into left and right parts. On the left is a soft single bed covered with bright pink HelloKitty sheets and a few pillows of the same style. On the right side, there is a clear black and gray sexual frigidity, the bed is very flat, only a small part of the quilt under the pillow has a little trace of lifting.
Danuo was also a little surprised to see Ji Zhiyao enter the room, and stopped shaking his thighs, "Wuji, why are you here?"
Ji Zhiyao waved the clothes in his hand at him, "The water heater in my house is broken, so I need a place to take a shower."
"Oh, go ahead." Da Nuo said, "The water heater in the bathroom on the first floor of the base can also be used, so you can wash it there next time."
Ji Zhiyao nodded, couldn't help looking at the girl's heartbroken bed behind Danuo, and said with a smile: "You are really the captain's true love, even if you make the bed like this, he won't drive you out."
Danuo: "Just kidding, just kidding. Who asked the captain to bet on the flying chess game I played..."
"So much nonsense, hurry up and take a bath."
Mo Huaifeng interrupted Danuo's words in time, picked up Ji Zhiyao's collar with two fingers, threw him into the bathroom, threw him away, closed the door, and locked him, all in one go.
Ji Zhiyao looked at the closed door, slowly put down the change of clothes, and took off the clothes on his body.
Fifteen minutes later.
Ji Zhiyao stroked his wet hair back and forth with the palm of his hand a few times, the water droplets on it were brushed off, and scattered to both sides wantonly. The moment he reached for the clothes rail, he froze as if thinking of something, and turned his head to look at the railing in the other direction.
On several horizontal bars, towels for washing face, washing hands, and bathing are arranged in different categories. Of course, the most important point is that none of them are extra, brand new, towels.
— He forgot to bring towels and there were apparently no extra towels.