Chapter 41: It's really fun to tease Xu Ze. Xiao Zhi'er's eyes were gentle,...
Xiao Zhier's lips gently fell on Xu Ze's ear, and the warm and moist breath enveloped and fell like clouds, landing on Xu Ze's always sensitive earlobe.
He trembled violently, and from Xiao Zhier's perspective, it seemed as if the soft flesh called the earlobe had its own consciousness and was trembling along with it.
Xiao Zhier couldn't help but laugh out loud, the evil taste in his heart surged up, he lowered his head and blew towards Xu Ze's earlobe again.
"Ahem... I'll go up and check on Xu Censheng first, to make sure he doesn't have any psychological trauma..."
Xu Ze shuddered violently, and the young man's face turned red in an instant. He began to stutter and almost missed a step when he stepped back.
If Xiao Zhier had not reacted quickly and reached out to grab his arm in time, according to the posture in which Xu Ze fell, his tailbone would have been seriously injured.
Xiao Zhier took the opportunity to put his hand around Xu Ze's waist, his fingertips brushing against the young man's lean waist. He whispered teasingly, "You and Xu Censheng have a really good relationship as uncle and nephew. You're so worried that you can't even walk steadily."
Xu Ze's face flushed slightly, and he looked at Xiao Zhi'er with a hint of anger: "Brother Xiao, you only know how to laugh at me."
Xiao Zhier has always known how to stop when he sees the opportunity. He smiled and raised his hands in surrender: "Yes, yes, I will listen to A Ze. I will listen to A Ze."
In fact, most of the time when the two of them were getting along, it was Xu Ze who tolerated Xiao Zhier. This was a rare occasion that Xiao Zhier listened to him and did what he said, and Xu Ze was very surprised.
He stared at Xiao Zhier for a few seconds and asked tentatively: "The weather is a little hot, Brother Xiao, can you help me get some clothes?"
Xiao Zhier saw through Xu Ze's little thoughts at a glance. He smiled calmly and reached out to take Xu Ze's windbreaker.
He casually put the windbreaker on his arm. Xiao Zhier looked at Xu Ze and smiled gently: "What else do you want to do?"
Xu Ze licked his lips: "I feel a little thirsty."
Although Xu Ze had just robbed a bottle of oolong tea from a colleague in the office when the two left the hospital, Xiao Zhier still did not refute Xu Ze's words.
He bought a bottle of mineral water from the vending machine in the lobby on the first floor of the dormitory building, and considerately unscrewed the cap before handing it to Xu Ze.
Xiao Zhier stared at Xu Ze as he drank the water. His voice became softer and softer, so soft that it seemed like water could drip out of it: "Any other ideas?"
Xu Ze's eyes lit up: "I want to..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhier took two steps forward. He pinched the skin of Xu Ze's arm with his fingertips and applied a little force: "Do you want me to massage you again?"
Xu Ze took a deep breath. He finally learned his lesson. He quickly waved his hand and shook his head: "No, no, thank you Brother Xiao, you have worked hard!"
The young man took his clothes back from Xiao Zhier, smiled ingratiatingly at Xiao Zhier, turned around and ran upstairs first.
Xiao Zhier stood there, watching Xu Ze's back as he walked up to the second floor in two or three steps. Finally, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
It’s really interesting to tease Xu Ze!
Xiao Zhier followed Xu Ze upstairs. Before he entered the door, he heard Xu Censheng's scream. Xiao Zhier's heart tightened. He quickly ran two steps and shouted to stop them as soon as he reached the door: "What are you doing?"
In the room, Xu Ze was pressing Xu Censheng on the bed in the dormitory. He pressed Xu Censheng's arms behind his back with one hand and his knees were pressing on his waist.
Xu Censheng struggled like a fish on the shore. He twisted his body desperately. When he heard Xiao Zhier's voice, he immediately raised his head with difficulty as if he had seen a savior: "Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao, help me - someone is murdering my own student..."
Xiao Zhier frowned slightly. He entered the room and closed the door. He raised his chin towards Xu Ze and asked, "What's going on?"
Xu Ze had a little sweat on his forehead. He wiped it off with the back of his hand and exerted a little more strength on his knees: "This guy must have heard me coming up and tried to sneak attack me at the door, but I held him back with my backhand."
As he spoke, Xu Ze grabbed Xu Censheng's arm and gently lifted it up, then said leisurely, "Isn't that right, little brat?"
Xu Censheng screamed in pain.
When Xiao Zhier saw that Xu Censheng was still in the mood to fool around with Xu Ze, he knew that this kid probably wasn't someone who would suffer any psychological trauma.
He casually patted Xu Ze's shoulder to signal him not to bully the kid, then squatted down in front of Xu Censheng: "What's the matter, you're still attacking your uncle?"
Xu Censheng felt that Xu Ze's hand had loosened a lot. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and begged for mercy with a smile to Xiao Zhier: "You must have recognized my uncle's voice. Otherwise, how could a good kid like me hit someone?"
Seeing Xiao Zhier's smile, he quickly struck while the iron was hot and said, "Brother Xiao, I cleaned up the bathroom after you left, and sent your clothes to the laundry room for washing. Just because I'm so hardworking, you have to let my uncle let me go, right?"
Xiao Zhier didn't say anything. He just looked up at Xu Ze with a smile and winked at him.
Xu Ze snorted softly, he slapped Xu Censheng on the back of the head, then stood up and let him go.
Xu Censheng immediately got up nimbly, moved his wrists a few times, took two steps to stand behind Xiao Zhier, and made a face at Xu Ze.
Xu Ze narrowed his eyes, looked at Xu Censheng and smiled: "Boy, are you planning to never go home in this life?"
The smile on Xu Censheng’s face froze.
Xiao Zhier turned around silently and saw Xu Censheng demonstrating what "withering" meant on the spot.
Xu Censheng: I am dead.
Xiao Zhi'er ignored the mutual harm between the uncle and nephew. He pulled a chair to the side and sat down. He looked at Xu Censheng and said with a smile: "Your uncle was worried that you were upset today and were scared to be alone in the dormitory, so he came to see you in a hurry. But it seems that you have adapted well, right?"
Xu Censheng raised his eyebrows, turned his head and came close to Xu Ze, staring at Xu Ze's threatening face for a while: "I can't see that you are worried!"
Xu Ze watched his nephew's face magnify in front of him. He remained silent and tried to brainwash himself: This is my own nephew, I can't beat him, I can't beat him...
"Brother Xiao, you must be kidding me."
Xu Ze was busy brainwashing himself when he heard Xu Censheng's loud voice. He felt a "crack" in his head, as if a nerve called reason was broken.
Xu Ze raised his eyes and stared at Xu Censheng for a few seconds. After taking a few deep breaths, he said in a gentle voice: "Has it been a long time since I last dealt with you? Do you think I have a good temper recently?"
Meeting Xu Ze's gaze, Xu Censheng silently took a step back.
He secretly complained in his heart, wondering why he got so carried away and took advantage of Xiao Zhier's presence to provoke Xu Ze. When he returned home, the vengeful Xu Ze would definitely go to his father to complain.
Xu Censheng closed his eyes in pain. He felt that his life was hopeless from now on.
The uncle and nephew were confronting each other head-on. Xiao Zhier leaned on the side and watched with great interest. He rubbed his fingertips and expressed deep regret that he had no snacks such as melon seeds and nuts on hand.
However, the two looked like they were about to start a fight, and Xiao Zhier finally decided to stop them.
Xiao Zhier sat up straight, cleared his throat pretentiously, and glanced at Xu Censheng: "Well...Okay, don't provoke your uncle all the time. If he gets really angry, will you be in trouble?"
Xu Censheng touched his nose, shifted his gaze guiltily, and responded in a low voice.
Seeing that Xu Censheng had given in, Xiao Zhier reached out to pull the corner of Xu Ze's clothes and said, "Don't be angry, okay?"
He smiled beautifully, the curve of his lips was very pretty, and his eyes were filled with a warm smile, which was incredibly beautiful in Xu Ze's eyes.
Xu Ze was not the kind of person who would refute Xiao Zhier's opinion. Moreover, Xiao Zhier had already acted coquettishly with him so openly, so how could Xu Ze possibly disagree?
There was a smile in his eyes, and in front of Xu Censheng, he reached out and held Xiao Zhier's hand and rubbed it twice: "Your hands are a little cold, buy me a hot drink later."
After saying that, Xu Ze glanced at Xu Censheng slowly and said, "For Brother Xiao's sake, I won't complain to your father this time."
Xu Censheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. The huge rock that was pressing on his heart was removed in an instant, and Xu Censheng suddenly regained his passion for gossip.
He looked at Xu Ze, then at Xiao Zhier, with a strange smile on his face: "I say, is there something going on between you two?"
Xiao Zhier and Xu Ze looked at each other, his eyes moved slightly, and he stood up and walked to the bathroom: "I'll go see how you cleaned it."
Behind Xiao Zhier, Xu Ze stared at Xu Censheng for a few seconds, making the smile on Xu Censheng's face stiff. Then, he slowly gave Xu Censheng a thumbs up.
Xu Censheng grinned.
Xiao Zhier had no idea that the uncle and nephew outside were having a great time. He let out a sigh of relief after entering the bathroom. As for matters of the heart, no matter how unrestrained he was in private, Xiao Zhier would still feel uncomfortable in front of familiar students.
What’s more, this student is Xu Ze’s nephew.
Xiao Zhier raised his hand and patted his face. He looked at himself in the mirror for a long time before he slowly smiled. He lowered his head, wrung out a rag and cleaned up the bloodstains that Xu Censheng had missed.
Ever since he fainted when he saw blood in the hospital last time, Xiao Zhier has actually been doing some simple desensitization training for his blood phobia for more than a month. Over time, Xiao Zhier no longer has any adverse reactions when faced with the few remaining bloodstains in the dormitory bathroom.
But Xu Ze was always worried.
He discussed their love life with Xu Censheng and immediately got up and went to the bathroom.
Xiao Zhier was just bending down to wipe the blood stains in the cracks of the floor when the rag in his hand was pulled away: "Huh?" He widened his eyes slightly and turned around to see Xu Ze squatting beside him.
The young man patted Xiao Zhier's shoulder to signal him to move aside, and then he wiped off the blood stain deftly. Xu Ze glanced at Xiao Zhier and said, "Go out and have a rest. I'll be done soon."
Xiao Zhier didn't stop Xu Ze. He simply stood up and made way for him, stepped back to the door, and took out his cell phone to take a photo of Xu Ze.
In the photo, the young man in a gray-pink shirt was concentrating on cleaning. His slightly long hair hung down, with a part of it resting on the silver-colored glasses frame. The chain of the glasses was shaking, and a little light reflected beautifully as the chain swayed.
Xiao Zhier's eyes were gentle as he quietly posted a message on his circle of friends that was visible only to himself.
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