bath

After driving away the group of young masters, Kitano Ji did not leave immediately.

He seemed very angry, and as he strode towards Letang, his heels made a dull sound on the ground.

Without waiting for Letang to react, he grabbed his clothes and pushed them to his chest without any explanation.

The cold air licked the warm chest, causing Letang to tremble all over.

"W-What are you doing!?"

Regardless of Letang's struggle, Beiye Ji's eyes were fixed on his chest.

The surface was covered with scars, as if the finest silk had been torn to pieces, which was shocking to the eye.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask how these scars came about, but he swallowed the words back.

Why should he care about this stupid and dumb Letang?

Ever since he had a quick glimpse of it in the car, it had been lodged in his mind and had been bothering him ever since.

This shouldn't be the case. It's so weird.

The hand that was pulling at his clothes remained motionless, and Kitano Shu said nothing. Against the light, he looked like a black sculpture, and only his heavy breathing could be heard.

Letang was terrified, afraid that Beiye Ji would lose his temper and do something to him. In a panic, he stretched out his hand and hit Beiye Ji in the face.

There was a loud and crisp "pop" sound.

Kitano Ji's head tilted due to the slap, and he finally let go of his clothes.

Letang protected his body tightly and huddled in the corner of the booth.

Kitano Ji gritted his teeth, frowned, and left Letang behind.

It seems that he has lost interest in me and will not bother me again in the next few days.

Before Letang could even breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly remembered that his changed clothes were still in his car. He had no choice but to take the bus back to school wearing this women's clothing.

He kept his head down the whole way, and fortunately no one paid attention to him. They all thought he was a pretty girl.

But I didn't expect that there was someone sitting at the dormitory door.

Bai Ruicai put his head dejectedly on his knees, and when he looked at Letang, his expression was like that of some abandoned dog.

When he saw Letang's outfit, his eyes lit up.

Letang said unhappily, "What are you doing here?"

The answer I got was simple and crude: "I'm hungry."

Finally, as if to appear pitiful, he added: "I haven't eaten anything all day today."

Letang: ...

I feel like I'm treating him as my long-term meal ticket.

Considering that he was a "poor guy" from an aristocratic school like himself, Letang couldn't help but feel like a brother in distress and couldn't ignore him.

"...You come in first."

He happened to be hungry, but he felt weak from drinking so much. He was too lazy to change his clothes and go to the cafeteria, so he just ordered takeout.

He was wearing women's clothes, lying on the bed studying the takeout, his two snow-white legs unconsciously raised and shaking.

Although he is thin, he is not bony. His legs look smooth and soft, and they must feel good to touch.

Bai Ruicai stood by and watched for a while, then couldn't help but sit down next to him, his eyes falling on his flower bud skirt: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Talking about this made Letang angry. He stopped shaking his legs and slammed them heavily on the mattress: "Someone forced me to do this."

"who?"

Bai Ruicai asked seriously. When Letang met his focused gaze at first glance, he felt a strange feeling in his heart for some reason.

But he quickly put this feeling aside, thinking that he was overthinking it.

"We can't afford to offend such people. Why do you care about this?"

Bai Ruicai tilted his head.

He can't afford to offend?

Is there such a person in this school?

He knew that Letang didn't recognize him, but he was happy with the misunderstanding and didn't intend to expose it. The current way of getting along was good.

Bai Ruicai imitated him and lay on the bed side by side with him. He put his furry head in front of his phone and quickly added several desserts to the shopping cart with his slender fingers.

Letang's neck was scratched by his hair, and the scene of him being pressed on the table by him last night flashed through his mind. He dodged to the side uncomfortably.

I looked down at my phone again and saw that there were two bowls of shaved ice, four bowls of double skin milk, and six bowls of taro ball soup in my shopping cart.

This was takeout from the school cafeteria. Letang didn't mind spending the money, but he just said, "Can you finish this much?"

"I want to eat."

Letang thought about it and agreed. This person was incredibly powerful when facing desserts. He must have been worrying too much.

So he chased her away and said, "Then go back to your dorm first. I'll bring the takeaway to you when it arrives."

Bai Ruicai didn't respond to him, but put his head close to his side and sniffed a few times, but frowned unhappily: "Have you been drinking?"

Letang pushed his head disapprovingly: "What?"

"It doesn't smell good. I don't like it."

"Then don't smell it."

Letang was puzzled, remembering that he had also stuck to him and sniffed his body yesterday, like a dog.

An idea suddenly struck him: "Wait a moment."

He ran to the bathroom barefoot and threw something to Bai Ruicai.

It was that bottle of strawberry cream-flavored bubble mousse shower gel.

"Do you think this smells good? And since you like desserts, why not use this."

Bai Ruicai looked at the picture of strawberries on the packaging. It looked delicious. He squeezed a little white foam onto his hand and smelled it, but it didn't seem right.

It feels like it doesn't have the fragrance that Letang smells...

"You should change out of this clothes first."

Bai Ruicai tugged at his shoulder strap. He really didn't like the smell of alcohol on Letang.

Since it would take some time for the takeaway to arrive, Letang decided to just take a shower first.

Bai Ruicai refused to leave, saying he would wait for him outside playing games. Letang was worried that no one would take the takeaway when it arrived, so he agreed.

The bathroom door is made of frosted glass. Although you can't see inside clearly, the warm light cast by it allows you to still see the swaying figures inside.

Bai Ruicai did not play games as he said. Instead, he turned up the game volume and quietly walked to the bathroom door.

He watched as the figure inside took off her top, then the skirt.

Bending down, he was removing the last bit of soft fabric from his body. Bai Ruicai looked at that perky, rounded spot, imagining the halo cast by the bathroom ceiling light. His Adam's apple rolled.

After a while, the sound of water came from inside, followed by the sound of Letang walking into the shower room.

The bare feet stepped on the wet marble, making a pure and beautiful sound like rain and dew.

Feeling his body wrapped in hot water and the smell of water vapor filling the small space, Letang hummed comfortably.

Halfway through his shower, he remembered that the shower gel was still outside. Letang had no choice but to shout a few times outside.

There was no response from outside. He guessed it was because the soundproofing in the room was too good. Also, Bai Ruicai was probably playing the game and didn't hear it.

He turned off the water and walked out barefoot. Transparent water droplets slid down his legs and gathered into several small puddles on the ground.

He carefully looked through the crack in the door and stuck half of his face out, but unexpectedly Bai Ruicai was standing at the door. He was so scared that he shrank back behind the door.

He didn't know that although frosted glass could block the view, its effect was limited.

The body was too close to the glass, and the moisture-covered flesh color created several circles of suggestive luster on the glass, all of which fell under the malicious gaze of outsiders.

He was unaware of this, and the cold air from the floor tiles made his feet feel cold.

The skin on the soles of his feet was sensitive, and Le Tang was too cold to stand. He had to bend over and lean closer to the door, crossing his feet to keep warm.

He was at his wit's end at the moment, and Bai Ruicai's gaze inexplicably made him feel uneasy. He felt as if the frosted glass in front of him didn't exist, as if he could be seen through by the other party. His words became more hollow: "Hey... help me get the shower gel..."

Bai Ruicai murmured "hmm" and immediately threw down his phone to help him get shower gel.

"Give."

The cylindrical pink bottle was quickly handed to Letang.

I don’t know if it’s Letang’s illusion, but I always feel that his voice has become a lot hoarser.

"Thanks."

He whispered, reaching out to take the shower gel. The still-warm water droplets on his arm dripped onto Bai Ruicai's wrist, leaving a transparent half-circle of water marks that hung precariously for a long moment before reluctantly hitting the floor with a crisp sound.

Bai Ruicai felt as if his wrist was tickled.

After Letang finished taking a shower, the takeaway arrived. After they finished eating, Bai Ruicai still lingered and refused to leave. Letang promised him that they would have lunch and dinner together tomorrow, and only then did he persuade him to leave.

After all, he still had to calm down and plan what was to come. He had to change Fu Zhixu's impression of the original owner, so he had to race against time.

Yesterday he took it for granted that there would be plenty of opportunities to shoot a micro-film together, so he didn't worry too much. However, he didn't expect that there would be so few opportunities to get close to Fu Zhixu.

If he remembered correctly, the incident happened shortly after the filming of the micro-film began, and he only had a few days to prepare.

I've already wasted a whole day today, I need to hurry up.

After finishing the test paper in a hurry, Letang took out a new notebook and began to recall the plot and character relationships that he still remembered, focusing on recording all the key keywords related to Fu Zhixu.

The school forum is a good source of information. When Letang saw the first and most popular post on the homepage, the title was [Reuters of the male and female protagonists of various micro-films], so he clicked on it immediately.

Sure enough, the first floor contained several photos of Fu Zhixu during the filming process, from several angles, obviously taken by different people.

Letang held the phone and admired it for a long time. He saved several photos in a row, set the clearest one as wallpaper, and then reluctantly exited.

However, he searched the forum for a long time and used several keywords to search, but still did not find the clue he was looking for.

After thinking about it, Letang simply posted an anonymous post:

[I can’t stand it, Fu Xueshen is so handsome! 】

There were quite a few people visiting the forum at this time, and many people replied shortly after the post was made.

【2L" Magic Hat: dd】

[3L "Bu Ye Mian": I understand the logic, but why are you so obsessed with it and still posting? Is anyone still supporting it? Please go to the next page.]

[4L"w7Dk: As soon as I came in, I was tripped by my sister's pants]

...

[17L "Yuchang": If you think he's handsome, just go ahead and talk. What's the point of talking about it on the forum? Why not just dance in front of the queen?]

[18L "kyoko sauce": Replying to the above, the wife is still abroad, some people only dare to make trouble at this time, otherwise why would they remain anonymous?]

【19L"I have jade syndrome: @林诺】

Letang looked at it for a while and replied to 17L: [I know myself well, and I am content to be Fu Xueshen’s sister.]

Someone immediately responded:

[25L "kyoko sauce: 666, the sister-in-law is always there, but the sister-in-law is always changing]

[26L "I have jade syndrome: the host smells very strong of tea]

[27L "The Rainy Night My Brother Came Out": These days, someone's trying to steal the role of a younger sister?! The world is truly going downhill!]

[28L" Discovered my boyfriend is gay and tearfully changed into men's clothing to play 4i with him: The ID above has a storyline, let's be friends]

After a while, Letang's post was deleted by the administrator. It was a very quick action. I guess he was reported by someone.

But he was not annoyed because he had already got what he wanted.