Chapter 22 The Apartment Shura Field: The Vibrating Flat Plate on the Second Day. ...
Zhou Jingchi's fingers tensed, the veins on them bulging slightly, yet his fingers gripped Xie Ruan's fair ankle tightly.
Even though it was already past seven o'clock, the light in the room was still slightly blocked by the high-quality material of the blackout curtains.
Zhou Jingchi's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
The sound of swallowing, a faint noise, pierced the eardrums and disturbed the mind.
Zhou Jingchi hadn't even realized why he was so agitated, or even whether this agitation stemmed from dislike or liking. His thigh was kicked once again by the refusing-to-be-docile nanny.
Zhou Jingchi originally could not tolerate it.
But Xie Ruan's movements were too light, without any strength at all. She kicked him, unlike before when she would suddenly have the strength to knock him to the ground. Instead, she was like a kitten suddenly acting cute... and just left a footprint with her little paw.
It has disrupted people's minds.
Zhou Jingchi's breathing became disordered.
It seemed that Xie Ruan's every move, even the slightest change, could disrupt his nerves.
He couldn't resist reaching out and, in the instant the nanny turned over, placing a hand on her delicate skin—unconsciously, but forcefully, as if asserting his dominance—leaving a reddish finger mark.
Xie Ruan is too delicate.
The fingerprints left by the light touch lingered for a long time.
How can there be such a delicate boy?
Although Zhou Jingchi had never been hit, he was slapped by Xie Ruan last time.
Afterwards, Zhou Jingchi checked him and found that his skin was thick and tough, and there wasn't a single mark left.
Xie Ruan was completely different; she was easily marked with fingerprints.
It cannot be resolved.
“…Hmm.” Xie Ruan seemed to be feeling unwell.
Xie Ruan frowned slightly, her slender wrists brushing against the smooth cotton sheets, creating faint wrinkles.
Zhou Jingchi's large fingers, carrying the coolness and dampness of the early morning air, gently transferred the icy body heat from his outdoor surroundings to his ankles, layer by layer.
“…Hmm.”
I'm not feeling well.
Xie Ruan subconsciously rubbed against her again.
He felt something was wrong with the spot where his foot had been pressing down, but when he tried to pull it away, he felt as if he was being restrained by something.
Xie Ruan was completely unable to move.
Xie Ruan should have been conflicted, but sleep is so precious for working people.
Rather than worrying, Xie Ruan wanted to sleep a little longer.
...
Xie Ruan had never had such a good night's sleep since birth.
Xie Ruan rolled over, instinctively rubbing against the sheets, intending to start the day with an efficient nap.
Then, after your mind relaxes slightly, take the time to do a lazy and comfortable five-minute lying flat and turning over to prepare your energy for the day.
Xie Ruan comfortably rolled over and lay flat on her back for five minutes.
Completely unaware that his body had leaned towards the box where his socks were stored.
Xie Ruan even planned to lie flat for five minutes, intending to do a tactical flat rest after turning over to replenish her energy.
Xie Ruan was completely immersed in a planned nap rhythm.
The spot where my ankle was being held felt slightly cold.
Xie Ruan instinctively pulled away.
He felt something, carrying something, approaching him.
?
Xie Ruan looked somewhat confused and turned her head to the side.
My eyes are so tired I can barely open them.
He hasn't had a proper night's sleep in a long time.
Naturally, they didn't see Zhou Jingchi possessing the body and pulling Xie Ruan's socks out of the box.
Xie Ruan's socks seemed a bit too long.
Zhou Jingchi had never seen socks piled up like this before. He felt that Xie Ruan's socks seemed to be longer than mid-calf socks, and Zhou Jingchi pulled them out to a considerable length.
At first, Zhou Jingchi didn't realize that these were socks; he thought they were short sleeves or something similar.
Unexpectedly, one wasn't it, two weren't it, and after looking at more than ten ribbon-patterned socks, Zhou Jingchi finally realized that these were real socks.
Boys' socks.
Zhou Jingchi had a strange feeling that he had seen these socks somewhere before.
But he didn't have time to think about it.
It was urgent for Xie Ruan to need to wear socks.
Zhou Jingchi untied the garter belt, and the loose socks were awkwardly pulled down by him. The cool air from his fingertips carried the soft socks, which were then awkwardly stretched open and slipped onto Xie Ruan's ankles.
Xie Ruan seemed uncomfortable; her furrowed brows and subtle backward movements suggested a slow resistance.
This prompted Zhou Jingchi to speak calmly: "Straighten your insteps."
Xie Ruan's feet curled up slightly. His ankles were a beautiful, cool white, which seemed to outshine the sheets. It was easy to see the pale blue veins beneath his thin instep, and the slender shape of his feet.
Xie Ruan's ankles still retained a hint of youthful immaturity, drawing a second glance and a glimpse of the faint red between her toes, the cause of which was unknown.
Xie Ruan struggled slightly.
A strange, struggling current of heat traveled through Zhou Jingchi's fingertips.
Zhou Jingchi's mind was in turmoil; he had never done anything like serving others before.
Xie Ruan did not seem to have been served by anyone.
He sensed that Xie Ruan was trying even harder to break free.
Xie Ruan's eyelashes trembled violently, and for some reason, it inexplicably disturbed his mind.
Zhou Jingchi dislikes the feeling of being disrupted.
But I don't know why.
He didn't dislike the feeling Xie Ruan gave him.
Zhou Jingchi silently helped Xie Ruan put on her crooked socks.
He didn't know why the socks were so long; when pulled up, they even reached Xie Ruan's calves. He just carefully helped Xie Ruan put them on. He didn't stop until they were all the way up to her calves before shifting his gaze.
calves...
Zhou Jingchi pulled her, his fingers unconsciously brushing against Xie Ruan's calf.
"Snap." Zhou Jingchi tugged at the strap on the sock, which seemed to tug at his nerves, causing him to subconsciously put Xie Ruan's leg down.
...
Zhou Jingchi looked at Xie Ruan's soft, obedient legs nestled in the soft sheets.
And the sight of the socks pressing against the calves, revealing a slight red tinge, made my gaze feel even hotter.
This made his heart beat even faster.
Zhou Jingchi turned around, and for some reason, he felt inexplicably guilty and wanted to run away.
But then: "Ring ring ring."
The alarm clock rang in the room.
Zhou Jingchi, feeling guilty for some reason, stopped in his tracks.
Zhou Jingchi turned to the side.
He thought to himself, "Was it Xie Ruan who told him to wear that?"
It was definitely not him who barged into the nanny's room early in the morning.
Then, he deliberately harassed the nanny by putting socks on her.
Moreover, they are all boys!
Good bro!!
Is it considered...brotherly love and respect when an older brother puts on his younger brother's socks?
Although his two younger brothers didn't receive this kind of treatment.
Zhou Jingchi remained where he was.
Unexpectedly, Xie Ruan was more sleepy than he had imagined. Before he could react, he saw Xie Ruan yawn drowsily and stretch out on the bed like a kitten stretching.
...
Zhou Jingchi happened to see Xie Ruan stretch—his clothes lifted up, revealing his waist and abdomen.
...
Is Xie Ruan usually this unguarded around other boys?
Zhou Jingchi's nerves were subtly on edge.
But for some reason, Zhou Jingchi felt extremely uncomfortable whenever he thought of other boys and Xie Ruan.
Zhou Jingchi stood still.
Xie Ruan seemed to be completely unprepared.
He raised his arm and pulled up his clothes.
Her fair and slender waist and abdomen were fully exposed.
Even though they were all boys, Zhou Jingchi didn't know why, but he suddenly turned around subconsciously.
That one image remained in my mind...
white.
Zhou Jingchi's breathing became hot.
Zhou Jingchi seemed to have completely lost the confidence that he could easily break off a friendship with his good friend.
I just let my heart pound wildly, let the blood rush to my head, and I felt my breathing completely out of control, even the rise and fall of my chest was much more intense than usual.
he.
Should I leave?
Give his little brother Xie Ruan a bit of privacy?
Zhou Jingchi subconsciously took a step, and the faint sound of fabric rubbing against his back was very low, brushing against his eardrums and bringing a slight tingling sensation.
Zhou Jingchi realized he shouldn't stay any longer.
Unexpectedly, Xie Ruan seemed to be in a daze as she dressed and got out of bed.
Zhou Jingchi even heard Xie Ruan kick off her shoes in a daze.
?
How can you go without shoes?
Xie Ruan's body is so delicate, completely different from a rough man like him. He might even get sick if he catches a cold too much.
Zhou Jingchi was worried and quickly caught up with him.
Unexpectedly, Xie Ruan was no less troublesome.
Xie Ruan is too sleepy.
I walked forward with my eyes closed, and I was about to bump into the door.
Zhou Jingchi quickly stepped forward and reached out to block him.
Xie Ruancai avoided the situation.
Xie Ruan's forehead was pressed against his finger.
Zhou Jingchi felt his whole body starting to burn.
Zhou Jingchi didn't even have a chance to think about why.
Zhou Jingchi quickly saw Xie Ruan making adjustments, then fumbled around to the sink and looked for a toothbrush.
Zhou Jingchi chuckled as he watched Xie Ruan dazedly fumbling for the toothpaste.
He had never seen Xie Ruan so reluctant to open her eyes and get out of bed.
He leaned lazily against the wall and pulled the toothbrush out of Xie Ruan's fingers.
Xie Ruan: ?
Xie Ruan seemed not to have reacted yet, and tilted her head slightly.
Zhou Jingchi squeezed out the toothpaste and, for the first time in his life, handed the toothbrush to Xie Ruan in the manner of serving an ancestor.
Xie Ruan seemed very happy, a smile appeared on her lips, and she began to wash up.
Zhou Jingchi was somewhat confused.
Did Xie Ruan realize his presence?
Then Xie Ruan spoke up: "Thank you, Snail Girl."
Xie Ruan never expected that the modern world she transmigrated into would be so rich in resources, to the point that robots could even squeeze toothpaste for humans.
If Xie Ruan remembers correctly, there was a robot vacuum cleaner in his room.
Are there any devices that can automatically close curtains?
Xie Ruan wondered, "Maybe there are people who can help squeeze the toothpaste?"
Xie Ruan washed up with a relaxed and content expression.
Unexpectedly, a second later, Xie Ruan heard Zhou Jingchi, the "Snail Girl," chuckle softly.
That voice is so familiar.
Xie Ruan was certain that all her robots had female voices, and it was absolutely impossible for a male voice to appear.
And this boy.
I'm also very familiar with it.
So familiar with…
Like employer, master...
Xie Ruan suddenly opened her eyes.
The tablet behind him also vibrated.
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