The winter morning is a bit dark, as if the veil of darkness has not yet been completely lifted.
Fang Zhihan's bedroom door was not closed. Yu Gangan was standing outside the door. Just as he was about to stick his head out, Fang Zhihan walked out: "Are you awake?"
The man who had just gotten up had a sexy husky voice in his deep voice.
Yu Gangan looked at him and said, "Yes, I'm going back. I have classes in the afternoon, but you didn't return my phone to me last night."
She extended her hand to Fang Zhihan.
Fang Zhihan leaned against the door and said lazily and casually: "I'll see you off later."
"Then go and wash up." Yu Gangan said and tapped his chin with his finger.
When the man woke up from sleep, his chin was a little stubbled, and his whole person looked a little sluggishly handsome.
Fang Zhihan reached out and touched his chin, looked at her quietly with an emotionless expression, and suddenly said, "Shave it for me."
What
Shave him
Yu Gangan thought he heard wrongly and widened his eyes: "..."
Fang Zhihan raised his hand to show weakness to her: "My hand is injured."
Yu Gangan lowered his eyes and saw that his hand seemed to have been scratched by something. There were several blood stains on it, but this did not affect his ability to shave by himself.
She waved her hand: "You can shave yourself, I can't."
"I teach you."
Yu Gangan wanted to leave, but Fang Zhihan held her hand and pulled her to the bathroom.
The dim light in the bathroom fell from above his head, and he lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, his eyes deep and charming.
Yu Gangan blinked, looked up at the man in front of him, and refused again: "I really don't know how."
"Learn." The shaving foam and razor were all placed in Yu Gangan's hands.
"Why should I learn? I don't grow a beard."
"I grow."
"You grow it, you can shave it yourself."
"I'm holding you, I'm injured..." Fang Zhihan sat on the bathtub next to him, raising his chin slightly, waiting for Yu Gangan.
Yu Gangan felt that he was lying, but he hesitated and walked over.
She applied shaving foam on Fang Zhihan's chin. Through the foam, she could feel the slight tingling sensation from the stubble. The feeling was particularly strange, as if something was tickling her heart.
After applying the foam, Yu Gangan turned on the electric beard trimmer.
Although it was electric, she still didn't dare to take action: "If I hurt you, don't blame me."
"Um."
Fang Zhihan closed his eyes and handed himself over to Yu Gangan.
Yu Gangan held his breath, put the razor on his face, and moved it cautiously.
Shaving should be a very simple thing, but Yu Gangan found it extremely difficult to do it at this moment.
The minutes seemed like months, and when it was done, she breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Looking up, she saw Fang Zhihan looking at her with deep eyes.
Their faces were very close, and his hot breath touched her lips.
The heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.
Yu Gangan subconsciously took a step back, but her waist was suddenly hugged, and then a strong force suddenly grabbed her.
When she reacted, she found herself sitting ambiguously on Fang Zhihan's lap.
This is a very aggressive and predatory posture.
Dangerous and domineering.
Full of possessiveness.
The charming handsome face magnified in front of his eyes, and Yu Gangan opened his eyes wide, not daring to move.
Fang Zhihan hugged her tightly, breathing heavily and feeling turbid with heat.
His free hand was placed on the back of her head, pressing it against his forehead without any doubt.
Yu Gangan swallowed subconsciously, feeling that his whole body was weak and his heartbeat was like thunder...
(End of chapter)