Chapter 13 I really want to see my wife taking a bath and her body wet with shower gel...
Qi Yu fell silent because of a folding table. Fang Kaize looked at Qi Yu, whose expression was uncertain, then looked at the culprit, the folding table. He exchanged a glance with Jiang Yichuan, then suddenly stood up and said, "The tables are open, let's just wash some cherries for Yu Zai to eat!"
Jiang Yichuan: "Okay, I'm thirsty too."
Qi Yu came back to his senses from the silence and looked at the two of them, "Okay."
Fang Kaize squatted down and opened the box of cherries, muttering as he did so, "I forgot to bring a bowl. I can't eat them with my hands..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly turned around and said to the two people beside the bed, "Wait here for me, I'll be back soon." After that, he opened the door and left.
Qi Yu looked at Fang Kaize's leaving back and asked in confusion, "Where is he going?"
Jiang Yichuan: "Maybe... he went to borrow a bowl?"
Qi Yu pursed his lips, thinking that Fang Kaize might not be able to borrow this bowl.
After all, this is a hospital, not a cafeteria. Can a nurse conjure up a bowl out of thin air? At noon, Feng Ji had no spoon to borrow, so he used the one he had used before.
Jiang Yichuan deeply agreed with this.
Just when the two thought Fang Kaize would return disappointed——
"People say private hospitals are expensive, but I actually asked the nurse for a clean bowl. They're so expensive for a reason."
The sound arrived before the person arrived. As the sound got closer, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. Fang Kaize held a white porcelain bowl in his hand and waved it excitedly towards the two people in the ward.
Qi Yu's expression went blank for a moment.
Are there really bowls in the hospital? Can you actually borrow one?
Jiang Yichuan walked over in surprise, looked at the stainless steel bowl in Fang Kaize's hand several times, and sighed: "Kaizi is awesome, you can even borrow a bowl at the hospital."
Fang Kaize waved his hand and squatted down to put cherries in the bowl. "It's not that I'm awesome, it's just that the services this hospital provides are so comprehensive. I saw a disinfection cabinet in their duty room. It had bowls, chopsticks, plates, spoons, and even forks in it. It said free to take, so I took it."
Jiang Yichuan asked curiously, "Why does a hospital have so many pots and pans?"
Fang Kaize replied, "I guess it's because the patients here sometimes eat takeout and aren't used to the meal kits that come with them, so the hospital has set up a special logistics point. Since they're working for the money, it makes sense to be more comprehensive."
Jiang Yichuan tutted his words and sighed, "Rich people are more comfortable in the hospital than us."
The two of them picked a bunch of cherries and went to the bathroom. Qi Yu sat alone on the hospital bed, and the sound of running water washing cherries could be heard in his ears.
The gurgling sound of water gradually overlapped with the sound of Feng Ji washing the spoon at noon.
He lowered his eyelids, his gaze dropped, and stared blankly at the folding table in front of him.
Feng Ji probably didn't know that the hospital had such a logistics department, otherwise he would definitely go to borrow a clean spoon from the nurse.
After all, Feng Ji didn't even step out of the ward for lunch. People who came to this hospital for the first time would not have thought that the hospital would prepare tableware for patients.
Feng Ji didn't mean to use the spoon he had used to eat.
The foldable table was still lying in front of him, and Qi Yu found that he couldn't come to a conclusion for a while.
But if Feng Ji really did it on purpose, then... that's too perverted, right?!
What's so delicious about the saliva of subordinates?!
Qi Yu was in a state of confusion when Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan returned to the bedside with washed cherries and placed the bowl of bright and juicy cherries with water droplets on them in front of Qi Yu.
"Eat it quickly, Yuzi. It's eight parts sweet and two parts sour, and it tastes the best when it's ripe." Fang Kaize invited Qi Yu to eat cherries, and he and Jiang Yichuan each took one and put it in their mouths, enjoying the delicious taste.
If you don't ask Feng Ji himself, there's no way you can figure this out. The more you guess, the more embarrassed you'll be. Qi Yu collapsed for a moment, then simply gave up thinking and picked up a cherry and put it in his mouth.
When the flesh is bitten by teeth, the sweet and sour juice fills the mouth. The texture and taste are no worse than imported cherries.
Three grown men ate a bowl of cherries, and soon only the bottom of the bowl, which had been piled up like a mountain, was left.
They were chatting happily when a slight "creak" sound was heard at the door of the ward.
The three of them turned their heads at the same time when they heard the sound, and their eyes met with the man standing at the door holding the door handle.
At this moment, Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan seemed to be electrocuted. They jumped up from their seats and stood straight.
"Feng...Boss Feng!"
"Good evening, Mr. Feng! We heard Qi Yu was sick, so we came to see him!"
"Hello. We met last time. Don't be so nervous." Feng Ji's eyes swept over them without stopping and fell on Qi Yu.
He was about to speak, but his gaze suddenly froze when he saw the raised folding table.
Who lifted this table?
He looked at the empty bowl of cherries on the table, then glanced at the huge cardboard box on the ground with the words "Qilu Cherries" written on it. What else was there to understand?
Eating a cherry exposed this table.
He stood at the door and did not move. Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan did not dare to sit down casually. Qi Yu, as the middleman, simply took the initiative to speak and break the awkward situation.
"Boss Feng."
Hearing Qi Yu's voice, as calm as ever, and seemingly unsuspecting about the folding table, Feng Ji closed his eyes, averted his gaze from the folding table, and walked to the bedside.
"Is the water almost finished?"
As soon as the words left their mouths, the other two people standing stiffly by the bed raised their heads simultaneously, looked at the almost empty IV bottle, and said in unison, "It's finished, let's go find the nurse!"
After saying that, they didn't even look at the call bell on the bedside, and ran out the door one after another.
Qi Yu: “…”
Ignoring the two people rushing out, Feng Ji picked up the bowl with two or three cherries left and placed it on the bedside table. He then calmly held the folding table and put it back next to the bed. He said calmly, "There's actually this kind of design next to the bed. I didn't even notice it at noon. Your friend has an eye for discovering new things."
Qi Yu: “.”
Qi Yu glanced at Feng Ji's face, which seemed calm at first glance, and his lips moved. Between belief and doubt, he finally chose to believe reluctantly.
"This table is designed to be so hidden that it is really hard to find."
"Yeah." Feng Ji echoed seriously.
“…”
Perhaps because the topic was too awkward, after the folding table was put down, neither of them spoke again until the nurse followed Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan into the ward, and the tense atmosphere gradually dissipated.
The nurse deftly pulled out the needle and took the empty IV bottle. She instructed Qi Yu, "You've had the IV in for a while. Keep the cotton swab pressed for a while, otherwise it'll leave a bruise. Go home and rest well these few days. Don't overwork yourself. Eat your three meals on time, and don't take supplements. You're young, so exercise more and you'll recover quickly."
Qi Yu pressed the needle hole on the back of his hand with a cotton swab, thanked the nurse, and prepared to get out of bed with Feng Ji's help.
He was wearing a pair of Derby lace-up shoes yesterday. After he fainted and was taken to the hospital bed, the shoes stayed quietly under the bed for the whole day. Now Qi Yu wanted to get out of bed, but with one hand pressing the needle hole, he couldn't free his hands to put on his shoes.
Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan looked at each other. Just as they were about to volunteer to help Qi Yu put on his shoes, they saw the tall man in front of the bed squat down very naturally, lift up Qi Yu's feet hanging in the air with his big hands, pick up the leather shoes beside him and put them on the man in front of him properly.
The rope tightened and quickly turned into a beautiful bow under the man's flying fingers.
The words "I'll help Yuzai put on his shoes" that he was about to say were swallowed back by the two people watching on the side.
Qi Yu hadn't expected Feng Ji to so nonchalantly squat down and put on his shoes in front of his two roommates. But perhaps because Feng Ji had shocked him so much today, Qi Yu didn't even feel much resistance at this moment, and just accepted it calmly and strangely.
After Feng Ji put on both of his shoes properly, he said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."
He said "Thank you, Mr. Feng" instead of the "Sorry for bothering you" he blurted out before, which made Feng Ji very happy.
After helping Qi Yu off the bed, Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan had already lifted up one side of the cherry box and were waiting for them at the door of the ward.
"Slow down." Feng Ji walked beside Qi Yu, his big hands tightly around the young man's slender waist.
Maybe it was because he had been lying down for too long, or maybe his body had not recovered yet, but Qi Yu walked a little unsteadily, and his entire weight unconsciously fell on Feng Ji.
Feng Ji curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly and slightly raised his chest to let him lean more comfortably.
Jiang Yichuan, who was walking in front, looked back and got goosebumps at the overly intimate posture between the two.
On the way to the elevator, Jiang Yichuan couldn't control his eyes and looked back from time to time, which made Fang Kaize speechless.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Yichuan pouted and said, "Look at Yuzi and Mr. Feng, they are hugging each other so tightly."
Fang Kaize turned around while cursing, "I told you to read less gay literature. You're so lesbian again, aren't you? How can they be that lesbian... Fuck!"
"You still don't believe it." Jiang Yichuan curled his lips, "Just tell me if it's tight or not."
Fang Kaize murmured, "That's because Yuzi has no strength left, so it's understandable that he leans on Boss Feng a little tighter."
"But--"
Jiang Yichuan was about to say something when the elevator door dinged and opened. He had no choice but to stop talking and work with Fang Kaize to move Yingtao in. Not long after, Feng Ji entered the elevator with Qi Yu in his arms.
As soon as the elevator door closed, the small space became quiet in an instant. The four people were so close that they could see every little movement clearly.
In such an atmosphere, Qi Yu began to feel uncomfortable being hugged by his boss in front of his roommates. He tried to stand up and move further away while the elevator was going down, but Feng Ji grabbed his waist and pushed him back without any hesitation.
"Don't move, or you might fall."
Listening to the low voice in his ear, Qi Yu didn't say anything, but slowly lowered his head.
In the elevator, Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan looked at each other, then silently looked away.
The four of them said goodbye at the hospital gate.
The traffic conditions in Beijing were not very good on Friday nights, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening when I finally got home.
In the basement, the trunk slowly lifted up, revealing a huge box of Qilu cherries inside.
Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan worked together to carry this box of cherries into the trunk. Qi Yu took a look at the cherries that looked ridiculously heavy, and walked over without thinking, ready to work with Feng Ji to carry them into the elevator.
However, just as he took a step forward, he was stopped by a strong arm.
Then, a large hand lifted his right hand, and the fingertips gently rubbed the skin around the needle hole. The voice was deep, "It's blue."
Qi Yu looked up and saw the man looking at the back of his hand, which was tinged with a light blue hue. His frowning brows were arched like a small hill.
"The IV has been in for too long, so it's normal for it to turn blue." Qi Yu's heart tightened when his boss grabbed his hand with a look of concern. He instinctively wanted to step back. He slowly pulled his hand out of Feng Ji's palm and changed the subject, "Boss Feng, this box of cherries is very heavy. I might have to trouble you to help me carry it."
"You just had the needle removed not long ago, so you can't lift heavy objects. Go open the door first, and I'll do it." Feng Ji twisted his hands lightly, and directly and effortlessly carried the box of cherries on his shoulders in front of Qi Yu, which required the joint efforts of Fang Kaize and Jiang Yichuan to move.
He held the wall of the box with one hand, his arm bent, and his muscles stretched the fabric tight due to the force. Even with the clothes covering it, the clear outline of the muscles underneath could still be seen.
Qi Yu glanced at the man's muscular arms, swallowed the words that were about to come out of his throat, and turned around obediently to scan his face to open the door.
He forgot that Feng Ji was a weightlifting maniac who looked like a gang leader. His physical fitness was much better than those workers who were so weak that they would feel dizzy if they stood up too hard.
With Feng Ji's physical strength, let alone carrying a box of cherries, he could even easily carry a grown man on his shoulders.
Perhaps this is the main reason why Mingming, who also worked late at night, fainted and was admitted to the hospital, while Feng Ji was still full of energy.
Qi Yu looked down at the back of his hand which seemed to still retain Feng Ji's body temperature, slowly put his hand behind his back, and walked into the elevator with him.
Feng Ji carried the cherries all the way into his refrigerator without even taking a breath.
Qi Yu felt embarrassed after being served by the boss for the whole day. He packed a whole box of cherries in a clean storage box and handed it to Feng Ji.
Feng Ji took the box of cherries, but his eyes were always on the back of Qi Yu's hand where the bruises were becoming increasingly apparent.
Qi Yu was very fair, like a perfectly polished jade. But the fairer he was, the more glaring the bruise became.
Following the man's gaze, Qi Yu looked down at his own hand, which looked a bit scary, and spoke again, "My skin is thin, and I was on IV drip for a day, so it's blue. It looks scary, but it will heal on its own in a few days."
"I understand. Don't lift heavy objects these days. Call me if you need anything." Feng Ji reminded.
Qi Yu: "Okay, Mr. Feng."
Feng Ji continued, "If you feel unwell, call me immediately. Don't faint at home."
Qi Yu walked the man to the gate and nodded, "The doctor has discharged me, I'll be fine."
Feng Ji stood still and looked at him, his face full of worry. It seemed that his sudden fainting this time left a deep shadow on Feng Ji.
Qi Yu was silent for a moment, not knowing if he had lost his mind, when he suddenly said, "Boss Feng, if you're really worried, why don't you stay at my house tonight?"
As soon as he said this, he wanted to slap himself twice and said a few more words to make amends. However, Feng Ji did not give him this chance. The moment Qi Yu finished speaking, he retracted the leg that was stretched out of the door, put on his slippers again, and closed the door as the host.
"You're right. To prevent you from getting into trouble again, I'll stay at your house for one night."
“…”
Once words are spoken, they can be spilled. No matter how much Qi Yu regretted it, he couldn't go back on his word now. He could only say, "Then... Mr. Feng, I'll have to ask you to sleep in the second bedroom tonight."
"Sleeping in the second bedroom is no different from sleeping at home." Feng Ji said, "If you faint in the master bedroom at night, I still won't know."
Qi Yu said dryly, "Then..."
Feng Ji: "I'll sleep in the master bedroom too."
Then he added, "You don't mind, do you?"
Qi Yu, "I don't mind..."
After a month, Qi Yu felt complicated as he slept in the same bed with his boss again.
But no matter how complicated it is, we have no choice but to accept it.
While making the bed, Feng Ji went back to take a quick shower. When he came back, the pajamas he was wearing looked very familiar. They seemed to be the same pajamas Feng Ji changed for him last time when he was drunk.
No, it should be the same model.
Because Qi Yu had thrown away the pajamas and the underwear that was two sizes too big.
Feng Ji couldn't possibly pick up the clothes from the trash can behind his back. The probability of this happening to Feng Ji was 0, so it was 100% certain that he bought the same clothes again.
"Do you like this style so much?"
Qi Yu muttered something, washed a bowl of cherries from the kitchen, returned to the living room, and placed the bowl of cherries on the coffee table near Feng Ji.
"Boss Feng, give it a try."
Feng Ji picked up one and put it in his mouth. Seeing that Qi Yu had no intention of eating it, he asked, "Don't you want to eat it?"
"I ate in the hospital." Qi Yu replied.
Since he said so, this bowl of cherries was naturally prepared all for Feng Ji.
Qi Yu put the cherries away and didn't stay in the living room. He said to Feng Ji, "I'm going to take a shower first" and went back to his room.
At Feng Ji's request, we were afraid that he would faint while taking a shower, so the room door was not closed and the bathroom door was not locked.
Not long after, the sound of dripping water could be heard in the bathroom.
Feng Ji leaned on the sofa in the living room, listening to the sound of water that was neither far away nor near. He changed countless postures, but he always felt that no matter how he sat, it was not what he wanted. He wanted to be closer.
He felt a little regretful about going home to take a shower. He should have waited until Qi Yu finished showering before asking to use the bathroom. Qi Yu would never have refused him.
The sound of water running and stopping in the bathroom, and the faint sound of slippers stepping on the floor could be heard. Feng Ji couldn't sit still anymore, and changed several positions in a row. Finally, he stood up, slowly walked into the bedroom, and stood in front of the frosted glass door.
Separated by a door, all sounds seemed to be amplified. The man closed his eyes, not missing a single tiny sound.
Water vapor mixed with the aroma of steaming shower gel filled the area. His chest heaved, he breathed hard, his expression intoxicated, he wished he could push open the door that was in the way and see for himself.
Until a surprised voice came from inside the door, "Boss Feng...?! Is that you?"
Feng Ji finally woke up from his dream, took a step back, and answered calmly, "It's me."
Knowing it was him, Qi Yu's tone didn't seem relieved at all. Instead, he sounded more wary. "What are you doing at the door?"
Feng Ji was silent for a moment, then he said, "I noticed there was no movement in there for a long time, so I was worried and came to take a look."
"So that's how it is." Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "You can go back. I'm fine. I just stopped showering because I was applying shower gel."
It turns out she was applying shower gel. No wonder I could smell the fragrance through the door.
If there were no door, the whole room would probably be filled with the rich fragrance of the young man, right?
Qi Yu was so fair, and her body, wet with water and shower gel, was moist and delicate. It felt very smooth to the touch, sliding all the way from her collarbone to her flexible waist...
If there were no door,
If there wasn't this door...
Feng Ji suddenly gripped the door handle tightly.
Why do bathrooms need doors?
The man was reluctant to leave, and his shadow reflected on the frosted glass made Qi Yu's heart beat faster. He felt like a wild beast that would break in with brute force at any time.
A trace of uneasiness flashed across the young man's pretty face, and he spoke again, "Boss Feng?"
Qi Yu's voice woke Feng Ji from his fantasy. He lingered at the frosted glass door for several times before turning and leaving.
The footsteps outside the door were getting farther and farther away. Qi Yu inside the door finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly turned on the shower switch, and rinsed off the foam on his body.
Amid the sound of splashing water, he couldn't help thinking:
Feng Ji had been so close, so close, just now. It was like he was spying on him through a door...
Qi Yu closed his eyes tightly and increased the speed of flushing.
The author has something to say:
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Mr. Feng: Honey, you smell so good, honey, your hands are so small, honey, you are so white, honey, why is your vagina pink?
Meet the cub: (terrified)
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