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Feng Chi's words were right, the wound on Ji Huan's finger was clearly not that big, but when he touched it for a moment, it felt a piercing pain. Ji Huan looked down at his fingers, a little embarrassed: "No, don't you need it?"
"Sure?"
Ji Huan puffed out his chest, then thought of something and shrank back. He looked at Feng Chi suspiciously, his eyes full of temptation. He himself didn't have any idea about not washing his hair for two days, even if it stinks during a special period. But Feng Chi is different. Feng Chi's mild cleanliness should not allow his tenant to have a smelly head and not wash it. Maybe even the bed was not allowed to sleep in order to keep the pillow and bed clean.
Ji Huan suddenly misses himself in the little mirror period. At least when he was in the mirror, he was like a real mirror, like a dead thing, eating, drinking, and messing around without worrying about anything.
He scratched his face and asked in a low voice, "Then after I take a shower, will you wash my hair again?"
After getting the desired answer, Feng Chi's eyes flashed, and he hummed quickly. He stood up straight and pushed the person in, and said calmly, "Call me after washing, I'll be outside."
Feng Chi leaned against the wall, close to the door, he could hear the movement in the bathroom. Ji Huan turned on the shower again, and then turned it off after a while. After a few seconds, the soft towel wiped every part of her body. He seemed to have accidentally touched his finger, let out a shallow cry of pain, and muttered in a low voice, 'Why is it so painful'.
Feng Chi closed his eyes, covering his deep and aggressive eyes and gaze. He licked his thin lips, and the desire in his heart was completely magnified at this moment.
After waiting for a while, a soft voice finally came from the bathroom, "Feng Chi, I'm done."
With a hoarse voice, Feng Chi hummed, stood up straight, walked to the door and pushed it open. The bathroom was foggy, but he caught Ji Huan's position at a glance. Walking to the side of the boy, he watched Ji Huan wrinkle his nose and complained in a low voice, "It seems that I was washed by water just now, I don't know if it's wet."
He gently held Ji Huan's injured finger, took a closer look, and said in a low voice, "It shouldn't be wet. I'll bandage it up again after washing your hair."
"Oh. Then, wash your hair now?"
There is no small stool at home, so Ji Huan can only kneel in front of the bathtub with a little grievance. His pajama pants were very thin, and in a short while the coldness of the floor tiles penetrated the pajama pants and hit his knees. He quietly rubbed his knees with his good hands, but Feng Chi noticed the subtle movements immediately. The man looked down at his posture, and suddenly picked him up.
Her hair was a little wet from the shower, and as soon as she stood up, drops of water fell down her neck and into the back of her heart. It wasn't cold, but Ji Huan shrank her body subconsciously. Feng Chi embraced him with one arm, knelt on the ground with one knee, letting him lie on his lap.
Ji Huan was still a little dazed when he was forcibly pressed down. He looked at Feng Chi and couldn't help but say, "Your pants will get wet, right?"
His two hands were resting on Feng Chi's lap, and he could only look at the white floor tiles.
"It doesn't matter, I have to wash anyway." Feng Chi patted his slender waist, put his arms around his waist and put him in his arms, "Close your eyes."
Ji Huan's waist was thin and soft, Feng Chi's hand landed on it for only a few seconds, and he had the idea of not wanting to let go, and even... wanted to pinch his waist and do something else.
Feng Chi looked down at the boy with the back of his head exposed. Probably because of the action, Ji Huan's clothes were lifted up, revealing a delicate and white waist.
Feng Chi's eyes dimmed, but he quickly concentrated all his thoughts and washed Ji Huan's hair.
The water flow at the right temperature was directed at the soft hair, Feng Chi's fingers gently pressed his scalp, and stroked his hair again, it was so comfortable that Ji Huan wished he could close his eyes and fall asleep. In a daze, he whispered: "Did you practice it before? How can you wash your hair better than Mr. Tony in the barber shop..."
"Natural." Feng Chi's voice was hoarse, "Who do I wash my hair when I'm free?"
"Give it to me." Ji Huan chuckled, put his hands on the man's legs and moved forward, "But the neck is about to break. Give it a pinch."
Normally, Feng Chi would not refuse Ji Huan's request. After rinsing off the foam from his hands, he gently squeezed the back of Ji Huan's neck. Hearing Ji Huan moaning and moaning comfortably, Feng Chi pulled his lips lightly, showing an unusual smile.
Wash Ji Huan's hair and wrap it in a big towel. Feng Chi threw the shower and immediately hugged him up. Caught off guard, Ji Huan screamed softly, subconsciously wrapping one hand around Feng Chi's neck. He shook his legs, "I can walk by myself."
Feng Chi's gaze fell silently on Ji Huan's face.
After being smoked by the heat for a long time, Ji Huan's face was powdered, and it looked inexplicably delicious. That pair of beautiful eyes stared at him brightly, just one glance made him a little unbearable. Feng Chi pursed his lips and walked out of the bathroom quickly, and threw him on his bed, "Wait for me a while. I'll blow your hair."
"It's okay if it's wet, it will dry after a while."
"I'll catch a cold." After he finished speaking, he quickly walked back to the bathroom and took a shower without giving Ji Huan a chance to refuse.
The running water rushed over the well-defined chest and lower abdomen, Feng Chi closed his eyes, Ji Huan's figure suddenly and unexpectedly appeared in his mind. He recalled Ji Huan smiling at him, wrinkling his eyebrows and complaining to him in a low voice, and that soft "Feng Chi".
Feng Chi suddenly opened his eyes.
This bath is getting hotter and hotter.
Ji Huan sat on Feng Chi's bed and waited for a long time, but the sound of water in the bathroom still didn't stop. He frowned and walked to the door with bare feet, and asked close to the door, "Feng Chi?"
No human voice could be heard in the bathroom, Ji Huan's brows became tighter and tighter, worrying that something might happen to Feng Chi, he pressed the doorknob. However, at this moment, Feng Chi's hoarse voice came to his ears: "It's okay. I'll be fine soon."
After Ji Huan groaned, scratching his head in confusion, he returned to the bed, crossed his legs, pulled the quilt up to cover his legs, and obediently waited for Feng Chi to come out.
After a while, Feng Chi casually wrapped in a bathrobe and pushed open the door. The belt was loosely tied, revealing a large portion of her fair-skinned waist and chest. Ji Huan just glanced at it and looked back as if his eyes were burning. His eyes were wandering wildly, and his mind was a little confused.
This was the first time he saw Feng Chi dressed so casually after he became a human. Seeing that he was used to the indifferent and ascetic appearance of a man buttoned up to the top, as long as he glanced at his chest at this moment, he felt that his desire was too much.
Feng Chi looked at the head hanging down, recalling the boy's sudden retraction in the few seconds he met his eyes just now, he pursed his lips. He picked up the hair dryer and began to blow Ji Huan's hair.
Feng Chi, a big man, is very careful when he blows someone's hair, his movements are very light and gentle. Ji Huan subconsciously rubbed against his arms, feeling dizzy. The next moment, his cheek was pressed against the man's chest, and his body froze suddenly as if he had suddenly reacted.
He raised his eyes quietly, and Feng Chi was looking down at him. Ji Huan immediately pulled out an awkward smile, and moved back supporting the man's chest. Feng Chi pretended not to see it, and only asked, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"
Being interrupted by Feng Chi, Ji Huan's thoughts immediately followed Feng Chi. I don't even care about the actions at this time, and seriously think about breakfast tomorrow morning. He glanced at Feng Chi, "Did you do it?"
Feng Chi: "It depends on what you want to eat. If you have something ready-made, go buy it."
Ji Huan: "When I came back today, I saw a pancake store outside the community. I wanted to eat that."
After drying his hair and confirming tomorrow's breakfast, Ji Huan's sleepiness was swept away. Feng Chi treated his wound again, and then picked him up, "Go to sleep, it's getting late."
Ji Huan obediently left the bedroom, and when the door was closed, it opened a crack again, revealing most of his face, and smiled with his eyes bent: "Good night."
"OK, good night."
After gently closing the door, Ji Huan skillfully walked to the next door and opened the door of the guest room. With just one glance, he saw the little rabbit being placed on the pillow. The ears of the lop-eared rabbit are very big, soft and fluffy. Sitting on the bed, Ji Huan ravaged the little rabbit, took off its small suit and put it on again, and took out his mobile phone to take a picture after playing enough.
He just got his mobile phone, and there is only one Feng Chi in the address book. He created a new WeChat account with the new number, and used the little rabbit as his avatar. It was only when Xiangxiu showed Feng Chi that he remembered that he hadn't added Feng Chi's WeChat. He ran to the next door and opened the door. When he poked his head in, he retracted for a second.
Fuck! Feng Chi has no clothes on!
"I... I didn't do it on purpose! I just wanted to come over and ask your WeChat account. Forget it, we'll talk about it tomorrow, good night!"
The door slammed shut, and the footsteps outside were hurried and chaotic. Feng Chi just glanced at the bedroom door indifferently, put on his nightgown again with a calm expression, lifted the quilt and got in. To be honest, when Ji Huan opened the door, he heard the voice.
Ji Huan got into the quilt, buried his face on the soft lop-eared rabbit, and rubbed it vigorously. The short hair that had just been blown turned back into a mess in an instant, but he didn't care, holding the lop-eared rabbit and staring blankly at the ceiling. Feng Chi's figure... is really amazing.
He looked down at himself, lifted a corner of his pajamas and pinched his stomach, it was so soft.
Forget it, it can't be compared. Better sleep well.
The next morning, after getting up, Feng Chi washed up, checked the time, and listened to the movement in the next room. Very quiet. Feng Chi could almost imagine Ji Huan's appearance at this moment. Ji Huan especially likes to tuck himself into the quilt when he sleeps, it looks like a round bump on the bed at first glance. Kind of cute.
Feng Chi didn't bother him, put on his clothes, opened the door and went out. The pancake fruit Ji Huan mentioned was far away from the villa area. These small carts are not allowed near the villa area, and Feng Chi searched for a while before he saw the uncle who made pancakes and fruits. There was a long queue in front of the trolley, and there were all kinds of people in the queue.
There were elites wearing suits like Feng Chi, as well as grandparents and young students who went out to school.
It was already half an hour later when it was Feng Chi's turn. Seeing that he was unfamiliar, the uncle smiled and asked, "What do you want to add?"
Feng Chi swept over the car, recalled Ji Huan's usual food intake and favorite snacks, and thought for a few seconds before saying, "Add everything."
Twenty minutes later, Feng Chi returned home. Pushing open the door, the living room was quiet. Feng Chi put the pancake fruit on the table, took off his coat and pushed open the door of the guest room. As expected, the bulging mass of unknown objects on the bed slept peacefully, completely unaware that he had become an employee of the Demon Control Bureau and needed to go to work. Feng Chi stepped forward, his eyes swept around the pillow, but he couldn't see the lop-eared rabbit.
He frowned, subconsciously thinking that the lop-eared rabbit had been beaten to the ground by Ji Huan, who was not in a good sleeping position, perhaps between the bed and the window. Feng Chi lifted the quilt vigorously, Ji Huan put his arm around Lop-Eared Rabbit and pulled the quilt with the other, and opened his eyes in confusion, "Uh... what's wrong?"
Feng Chi paused, his eyes flicked across the lop-eared rabbit. After pursing his lips, he moved his wrist and put the quilt on him again, "It's all right."