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Jiang Jingbai let out a long whistle in his head, and steam and hot soup were about to burst out of his head.
Nan Yue adjusted the water temperature, tried it on the back of his hand, and then officially poured water into the bathtub, and the warm stream fell down. When Nan Yue turned around, he saw Jiang Jingbai's back to the wall mirror, his face and neck flushed.
He originally thought that he had just touched the other party and bullied him into embarrassment, but then he gave Jiang Jingbai a glance, and he vaguely understood the outline of the old model train in Jiang Jingbai's heart.
Nan Yue's eyes paused slightly, and he stepped forward to undo the first button on Jiang Jingbai's chest.
Jiang Jingbai's complexion was tense for a moment, and the half of the collarbone exposed at the edge of the neckline had a deep shape. He lowered his eyes and stared at Nan Yue's fingers, his eyelashes fluttered up and down, feeling as if he was facing a big enemy in his heart, but he was taut and did not move.
Nan Yue was scratched by those two eyelashes so much that he wanted to laugh, so he unbuttoned the button without continuing. He withdrew his hands and said, "You wash first."
After finishing speaking, the mascara settled down.
Nan Yue didn't scare him too much, pulled out the clothes basket, pushed the door open and left.
The hot water in the bathtub was less than half full, and the water vapor was competing to transpire, and the corner of the bathroom was foggy and hazy.
Jiang Jingbai stood alone by the mist, his eyes widened and he stared at the closed sliding door, a little unbelievable that the man who shot him with a gun while holding him just left.
He raised his hand and wiped his face that had become significantly warmer, took off his clothes and threw them into the clothes basket, turned on the shower outside to wash his hair and took a shower before taking a bath, buried in the bathtub, and was still reviewing his mental journey just now.
Before Jiang Jingbai finished his review, Nan Yue knocked on the door outside, and the voice came through the door panel vaguely: "Put your clothes outside for you."
It's his pajamas andunderpants.
Jiang Jingbai couldn't imagine the scene of Nan Yue picking out his underwear, so he answered vaguely, his chin was not under the water, and "Gulu" vomited a bubble.
The time for soaking in the bath should not be too long, Jiang Jingbai soaked for about ten minutes before the water came out.
The change of clothes that Nan Yue brought was neatly stacked on the shelf in the outer cubicle, Jiang Jingbai poked his head out from the crack of the bathroom door after changing, to see if Nan Yue had used the bathroom near the entrance.
Nan Yue sat on the sofa in the master bedroom, staring out of the floor-to-ceiling windows like a sculpture, still dressed in a suit and shirt.
Although Jiang Jingbai could only see the sharp lines of the man's side face, he could feel that the other party was really in a good mood tonight.
Nan Yue heard the sound of opening the door, turned to look at him, got up without Jiang Jingbai's opening, took clothes from the closet, went into the bathroom, walked behind Jiang Jingbai who was about to blow his hair, and leaned over to kiss his face.
You can't take a bath after drinking, Nan Yue washed very quickly, and when he came out, Jiang Jingbai was squeezing toothpaste onto his toothbrush.
Nan Yue stopped and moved the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything. He took the toothbrush and brushed his teeth. Just as he put the cup back to its original place, Jiang Jingbai handed over the towel again.
Nan Yue didn't answer this time, and turned his head to quietly stare at Jiang Jingbai who was subconsciously making a gesture of congratulations, and directly wiped off the water stains around his mouth with the back of his hand.
It was the first time Jiang Jingbai saw Nanyue being so careless, he couldn't help being stunned: "No towels?"
Nan Yue didn't answer, took the towel from Jiang Jingbai's hand after wiping off the water, shook it flat and hung it on the shelf.
Jiang Jingbai didn't understand why.
Nan Yue asked: "Didn't you understand?"
What he said in the living room was very difficult for Nan Yue.
Jiang Jingbai realized what he should understand, and rolled his eyes slightly, unable to get away from Nan Yue's scrutiny, he licked his lips, and defended himself without confidence: "it's nothing ah"
Squeeze toothpaste and pass a towel, which is not contradictory to Nan Yue's advice.
Nan Yue's eyes were deep and he didn't say a word.
It doesn't matter what you do, the key is that Jiang Jingbai's motives are obviously influenced by those ten years.
Jiang Jingbai was seen as lacking confidence by him, and said guiltyly: "Okay, I understand, I will pay attention next time."
And next time?
Nan Yue raised his eyebrows.
After Jiang Jingbai finished speaking, he also realized the loopholes in his words, smiled at him obediently, turned off the light in the bathroom inside, and was about to go out, trying to get away with it.
Before he pressed his hand on the doorknob of the bathroom, Nan Yue grabbed his waist first.
Jiang Jingbai's feet were suspended in the air for only a few seconds, and by the time he realized it, he had already sat on the table at the side of the sink.
Summer pajamas are made of light and thin materials, and the water splashed on the countertop that has not been cleaned penetrates into the pajama pants, and immediately cools that piece of skin.