Chapter 085 You can always trust me.
He Xile took his change of clothes and just entered the bathroom. Before he had time to choose which bath salt ball to use today, he heard the sound of the door handle turning.
He Xile: “…”
He walked to the bathroom door and flung it open.
The tentacle looked startled, and instantly took two steps back and froze, standing opposite He Xile.
"You want to take a shower too?" He Xile looked at the tentacle and said hesitantly, "No one takes a shower just by washing their arms, right? My room is too small for your prototype, and you can't come all the way in...why don't you go back to your room and take a shower first?"
Although the tentacles had no eyes and could not see He Xile taking a bath, He Xile always felt something was wrong.
It was obvious that when he was on Earth, He Xile had also been to a large bathhouse with many people and had his back rubbed by a bathhouse attendant. At that time, everyone washed themselves and it was no big deal. But the situation here was obviously different from that in the bathhouse.
This tentacle... uh.
"Or you can wash first." He Xile said.
The tentacles didn't move.
He Xile thought about their previous interactions and guessed some reasons.
He thoughtfully turned back to the bathroom and asked, "Which bath salt ball do you want?" Pointing to the small box in front of him, He Xile looked at the tentacles that were unlikely to answer and simply made the decision for him, "These two."
Bath salt balls dissolve in the bathtub.
Sure enough, the next second, the tentacles cautiously crawled over and reached into the pool.
The water temperature was probably just right, and it rolled comfortably in it twice. Then it placed the tips of its tentacles on the edge of the bathtub, and the suction cups on its tentacles expanded and contracted, just like it was breathing.
He Xile felt relieved.
"Then you first..." Just as He Xile was about to leave, the tip of the tentacle stretched forward and instantly hooked He Xile's waist.
He Xile swallowed back everything he wanted to say.
He felt a little helpless.
"...You're already grown up, and you still want to take a bath together?"
He Xile muttered to himself, but the tentacles around his waist never retracted their strength.
Silent stalemate.
There was no other way, He Xile could only look back at the tentacles, and simply fulfilled his duty as a bath scrubber. He tentatively stretched out his hand to scrub the tentacles and apply some fragrant bath gel.
While rubbing, He Xile thought to himself, he was really awesome. Others washed their tentacles so that they could eat them cleanly and feel at ease later, but he washed his tentacles so that they would be clean and smell good when he cuddled them before going to bed.
By the way, is it true that there are no octopus balls or charcoal-grilled octopus in the entire Haixinna?
Even a meal replacement is fine.
I'm greedy.
More than twenty minutes later.
"Alright. Now that it's clean, you can go blow dry it and wait for me on the bed." He Xile washed the part that could almost be placed on the bed and patted it gently when he was done. "If you think my service is good, remember to give me a five-star rating."
The tentacle slowly came out of the bathtub, paused for a while, and then went out.
He Xile locked the bathroom door and started taking a shower.
End of the corridor.
The guard was talking with Wen Ji about the marginal stars.
He couldn't help but look at His Majesty sitting on the soft chair frequently.
Just half an hour ago, His Majesty paused in his speech, his body stiffened, his brow furrowed slightly, his expression slightly indecisive, and he gazed out the window, his thoughts unsettled. Meanwhile, the other tentacles that had accumulated in the room suddenly became restless, twirling around restlessly, looking somewhat irritable.
The guard suppressed his curiosity at the time and didn't ask, but now...
Looking at His Majesty's ears which were slowly turning red, the guard said: "???"
Depend on.
His Majesty? ? ?
Your Majesty, have you been possessed? If so, just blink!
So, what on earth did His Majesty's tentacles experience out there? Why did they suddenly react like this in such a serious situation?!
as well as.
I would pay a large sum for a pair of eyes that have never seen Your Majesty blush, thank you.
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He Xile was afraid the tentacles outside would get impatient, so he skipped the bath and showered relatively quickly. Ten minutes later, He Xile was done. He wiped the water off his body and, before leaving, glanced at the bath salts in the box—only a few were left. He estimated that half of them had been taken by the giant octopus.
Looks like it needs to be restocked.
Hmm.
I just wonder if His Majesty has included new bath salt balls in the gifts he sent this time?
He Xile glanced at the express deliveries piled up in the room, then looked at the tentacles already waiting for him on the bed...
never mind.
I'll check for the express delivery tomorrow.
He Xile was lying on the bed with the tentacle next to him. The man and the tentacle were living in peace. After a while, the tentacle rolled over on the bed, and the tip of the tentacle reached into He Xile's quilt, and it approached the skin on He Xile's waist and abdomen, thinking it was silent.
He Xile: "...itchy."
He Xile had a lot of ticklish spots on his waist, so he quickly dodged the moment the tentacle touched him, reaching out to protect the skin on his waist. He looked at the tentacle that had burrowed into the quilt, feeling both amused and helpless. After forcibly pulling the tentacle out, he thought about the other party's tendency to cling to him and placed the tentacle on his arm. "Is this okay?"
The tentacle had no objection and almost collapsed into a pancake, sticking close to He Xile with peace of mind.
My arms feel cold.
Very comfortable.
So He Xile was very satisfied.
The tentacles are also very satisfied.
After reading for a while on the terminal, He Xile felt sleepy. He yawned, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep quickly.
Early the next morning.
The tentacle that was originally just resting on the arm was once again held tightly in He Xile's arms, and this time it was even more excessive - a certain human even lifted up his legs and rested his knees on the tentacle, as if using the tentacle as a pillow.
He Xile: “…”
He Xile carefully raised his arms and legs, trying to get back on track without alarming the tentacles, but he didn't expect that as soon as he moved, the tentacles crawled closer.
Woohoo! Aaaaaaahhh!!!
This posture——
In a flash, He Xile recalled the scene of sleeping in the same bed with His Majesty and waking up to find that he was lying on top of His Majesty.
It is really a wonderful combination of different styles but the same purpose.
——It seems that he is really not suitable to sleep in the same bed with others.
He Xile lay dead silently.
Soon, it was breakfast time.
As soon as the door of the room was knocked, the tentacles became very self-aware and retreated like the tide, just like last time.
He Xile felt very relieved and stood up to open the door for the guards.
He yawned.
As soon as the guard saw He Xile, he remembered the tentacles outside the window last night. His face turned pale and he stammered, "Sir..."
He Xile: “?”
Guard 131 whispered, "Sir, did you sleep well last night?"
He Xile: "Very good."
Summer is relatively hot. Although there is circulating cold air in the room, He Xile has a physique that sweats easily and is afraid of heat. With the tentacles there, he did not sweat the whole night. He felt refreshed and very comfortable.
This should be one of the reasons why He Xile couldn't help but hug the tentacles to sleep at night.
As the guard set the table, he said, "If you feel your bed is uncomfortable, or if there's anything... unusual about you, feel free to tell me."
He Xile's eyes curved: "Okay."
Before going to wash up, he added, "The bed is very comfortable, I like it very much."
"That's good."
The guard breathed a sigh of relief.
For two days in a row, His Majesty had been secretly sleeping in the humans' rooms. Fortunately, the humans didn't seem to notice.
After a brief conversation, He Xile happily ate breakfast. Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Outside the door, Wen Jiyu's deep voice rang out: "He Xile, open the door."
Upon hearing this, the guard went to open the door.
His Majesty, as usual, wore a black cloak that enveloped him completely. His silver hair hung loose, covering most of the black lines on his face. The other side was neatly tucked behind his ear, revealing his sharp, beautiful features.
He looked a little tired, as if he didn't sleep well last night.
Coming so early, are you here to do physical training with him?
He Xile guessed in his heart, and asked happily: "Your Majesty, I am having breakfast. Have you eaten?"
"No, but I'm not eating here." Wen Jiyu said, making a gesture.
Only then did He Xile realize that there were two people following His Majesty.
One of them was a guard beside him, and the other one... He Xile had never seen him before.
The man had been hiding behind the door before, but now he stepped out and entered the room. He was very tall, with his hair combed back meticulously, revealing a smooth forehead, and his clothes were dressed very neatly.
He walked over to He Xile, a suitcase in hand. He exuded an oppressive air, and he seemed aware of it. He immediately squatted down, parallel to He Xile, his expression gentle as he said softly, "Sir, I need to draw a tube of your blood for testing. Hai Xinna's needle may be a little painful for you, so please bear with it."
Blood draw?
Take it for testing?
...What are you testing?
He Xile stepped back calmly.
Next second.
A warm big hand covered He Xile's head completely from the back to the ears.
Wen Jiyu walked behind He Xile without him noticing when.
He said, "Don't be afraid."
He Xile was stunned.
It's strange to say, these words obviously have no persuasive power in the current situation, but He Xile's heart, which had been beating fast, and his slightly nervous mood, suddenly eased after hearing the voice of His Majesty.
He was silent for a while, his eyes swept over the tall guards around him, and he slowly stretched out his arm.
The man in front of him breathed a sigh of relief.
He disinfected He Xile skillfully, and the relatively thick needle pierced into the blood vessel, and red blood flowed quickly.
He Xile lowered his eyes.
——He was too weak, so weak that he had no right to resist in this isolated and helpless situation.
It’s better to save some dignity for yourself.
"What are you thinking about?"
Wen Jiyu said calmly after his ears were rubbed, "I just have a reasonable suspicion that the mental power of you humans and our Haixinna people are not evaluated by the same standards. Perhaps, you don't even have a B-level mental power."
Um?
He Xile raised his eyes.
...Is it because of mental power?
Isn’t it the “Mummy Awakening” incident that you want to study?
Wen Jiyu tsks, "If you're worried, just come along. The result shouldn't be difficult to come by."
He Xile's mood calmed down.
That's right. If the Haixinna people really wanted to study him, they wouldn't have waited until now, right? When he woke up, he caused quite a stir; he should have been taken to the research institute by then.
Just as he was daydreaming, a strand of silver hair fell on He Xile's shoulder.
He Xile subconsciously wanted to look back, but was restrained by Wen Jiyu's hands and looked straight ahead.
"He Xile, what's in your head?" A sneer sounded.
Next second.
"I am your guardian."
Wen Jiyu spoke in a low, unhurried voice, his breath spraying all over He Xile's earlobe, "I swear in the name of Lord Hai Xinna, you can always trust me."
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