Chapter 108...Is it ever going to end?
The aroma filled the air, and Wen Jiyu's low voice rang in his ears, bringing a warm airflow, but whatever the other party said was completely drowned out by the "thump" "thump" sound of He Xile's own heartbeat.
It seems a little too close.
He Xile shrank his head back, but was stopped by Wen Jiyu's big hand.
"Huh?" Wen Jiyu frowned slightly and tilted his head, "Why don't you call out?" When he spoke, there was a hint of unconcealable anxiety in Wen Jiyu's tone.
——It’s just a call of brother. He Xile can call a woman he just met sister, but he can’t call him that?
Wen Jiyu was suddenly a little displeased.
What's wrong with this human being?
How can one be so double-standard?
"No, you must shout today. If you don't shout, I won't let you go." Wen Ji threatened.
He Xile: “…”
Ah this.
He Xile was helpless.
Fortunately, there was no one around except the guards, and it was just a title.
After preparing himself mentally, He Xile gritted his teeth and called out, "Brother."
After blurting out the two words, He Xile pursed his lips again, feeling his ears unconsciously getting hot. This name... obviously it was nothing special, but after saying it out loud, it felt strange.
He Xile thought, could it be because of the repetition of words?
really.
Although there is only one letter difference between "哥" and "哥哥", the feelings they give people are very different.
The former doesn't sound like a big deal, but the latter... sounds like she's deliberately acting coquettish.
Ahhhhh.
He Xile, stop thinking!!!
Don’t think about it anymore!
He Xile felt a little uncomfortable and didn't understand why he reacted so strongly to this name. If he thought about it carefully, so what if he was just acting coquettishly?
The other party is his guardian, isn't that the same as his old father?
——Is there anything wrong with acting cute with dad?
No problem!
He Xile looked at Wen Jiyu, his mood gradually calming down. He blinked and reminded him, "Your Majesty, I have already called you. Shouldn't we leave?"
Wen Jiyu glanced at He Xile and said, "Huh? What did you call me?"
He Xile: "...Brother."
"Tsk, that's more like it." His Majesty obviously didn't dwell on the subtle difference between the one-character and two-character "brother." Or perhaps the terminal translation couldn't grasp such a subtle difference, so he quickly released the hand that was restraining He Xile and warned, "Don't always call me Your Majesty in private in the future. Remember to change it up and keep it fresh, okay?"
He Xile: “…”
It's just a name, why change it up to keep it fresh?
Your Majesty is weird!
He Xile felt puzzled, but he was used to dealing with such situations.
He Xile yawned deliberately after making two "hmm" sounds in his mouth, and said, "Your Majesty, I'm so sleepy. Let's go back quickly."
Wen Jiyu then stood up reluctantly: "Okay."
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When they left the banquet hall, it was already pitch black outside, lit only by the stars in the sky and the dim lights on both sides of the road. He Xile and His Majesty lived in the same building and had traveled together.
After the two stopped chatting, He Xile found that the other person no longer had any signs of being drunk.
"Go to bed early." Wen Jiyu said.
He Xile nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, Your Majesty, too."
After returning to the room, He Xile immediately took off all his clothes.
——This dress looks very good when worn, but in order to show off the figure, it is slightly tight at the waist, so the movements are not restricted. However, He Xile, who has recently become accustomed to wearing loose clothes, always feels a little restrained.
After changing into pajamas, He Xile stretched comfortably.
He was just about to wash up and go to bed early when he heard a rustling sound.
When I turned around, I saw that it was the tentacles of a giant octopus, which had sneaked into the room at some point.
He Xile raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed that the tentacles not far away seemed to be in a strange state.
——Usually, when Tentacles came to play with He Xile, they were very purposeful. They basically went straight to He Xile's side and wanted to stick close to He Xile anytime and anywhere.
This respect is very similar to the two little black cats.
He Xile guessed that it was probably related to his mental power that could cure Hai Xinna's mental disorder.
But this time, although the tentacles' final destination was still He Xile's current location, the route he took was crooked, as if... he was drunk.
Um?
Is the giant octopus drunk?
He Xile was suspicious and opened the terminal to see that the giant octopus had actually replied to his previous message.
Big Octopus: “No.”
"But it's okay. Next time I'll just ask the chef to make it for me."
The message was sent at around eight o'clock in the evening. The banquet had not ended yet, but He Xile was next to His Majesty and Yue Zong, and the three of them were chatting, so he didn't notice it.
He Xile looked up and took another look at the tentacles.
He replied: "You didn't go to the party, so you're drinking alone in your room?"
This time the giant octopus didn't reply.
At this time, the tentacles had already arrived next to He Xile.
He stood up straight, and with a "pa" he put his hand on one of He Xile's shoulders.
He Xile: “…”
hiss.
What a heavy tentacle.
He Xile's body was knocked sideways by the blow, and he quickly steadied himself. He held the tentacles with both hands and couldn't help but mutter, "You're going to knock me straight into the ground with this blow...Have you taken a shower yet?"
Even though he asked this, He Xile didn't expect the tentacle to answer him. He leaned over and sniffed, and found the scent of the other person's body, which was more like a shower gel, to be lighter, at least not as strong as last time.
——So it must have not been washed.
He Xile patted the other person and said, "It just so happens that I just came back from the banquet today and didn't have time to wash up. Let's go together."
Upon hearing this, the tentacles slid towards He Xile's back, and the pointed tip circled along He Xile's arm.
...and heavier.
It's really life-threatening.
He Xile had no choice but to pat the other person: "Get down first, you are too heavy, I can't walk."
It's strange to say.
Although this tentacle had no face and could not make any expression, He Xile felt at that moment that a very unpleasant aura emanated from the tentacle, as if it was angry that He Xile said he was heavy.
He Xile was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and patted the tentacles again as if to urge them to do something.
The tentacles finally came down.
He Xile went to the bathroom to run the water and put in two more bath salt balls. Feeling it was almost done, he turned back to call the tentacle when he saw it waiting obediently at the bathroom door. It was as if it knew everything was in place. Without He Xile's call, it wriggled into the bathroom on its own, trusting He Xile so much that it didn't even test him, just throwing itself into the water.
The water temperature was just right.
The tentacle rested comfortably on the edge of the bathroom.
He Xile took out the small brush he had prepared long ago, applied shower gel on it, and began to brush his tentacles.
Perhaps practice makes perfect. He Xile only spent ten minutes scrubbing until the tentacle was almost clean. The bathroom was filled with a rich, fragrant aroma. He stood up, turned on the shower head, and rinsed the tentacle clean again. He patted the other person and said, "Okay, it's clean. Dry yourself and wait for me in bed."
The drunken tentacles were noticeably languid.
The tip of the tentacle trembled and raised up, then slowly walked out of the bathroom.
He Xile breathed a sigh of relief. He locked the bathroom door and was about to take off his clothes and take care of himself when he suddenly heard a familiar knocking sound coming from the window beside him...
Well.
No way, no way?
He Xile turned around and saw, as expected, a tentacle was outside his window.
He Xile: “…”
He Xile stood up and walked to the bathroom door.
Looking into the room, the tentacle, which had just finished washing, had successfully dried itself and was slowly crawling onto the bed. Looking into the bathroom again, the tentacle outside the window didn't wait for He Xile's response, seemed a little confused, and started knocking again.
The sound of "dong dong dong" was endless, and you could vaguely see the shape of the tentacles slapping against the window at that moment.
Good job.
He Xile exclaimed, "What a great guy!"
Two tentacles appeared at once today! ?
This has never happened before.
If moods could be transformed into barrages, countless "emmmm"s would surely be floating across He Xile's forehead to express his current speechlessness.
He stood at the bathroom door in silence for a while, listening to the constant knocking outside. After thinking about it, he walked over and opened the window. The tentacle rushed in and went around He Xile into the bathtub. However, the bathtub had just been filled with water and cleaned, so it was empty.
The tentacle seemed caught off guard and suddenly looked very aggrieved, twisting wildly in the bathtub.
He Xile: “…”
wrong.
Why can he tell that the other person is feeling wronged???
That's all.
This is clearly a tentacle that came here to take a bath.
He Xile sighed.
However, giving the tentacles a bath is not a difficult task, and it doesn’t take long. To be honest... it’s quite interesting.
He Xile cleaned the entire bathtub, refilled the water, and tested the water temperature. The new tentacle behaved quite well, staying quietly by the side while He Xile was working. Only at the very end, when he was scrubbing, did He Xile touch something itchy on the tentacle, and it was as if a switch was pressed, and it started twisting in the bathtub again.
This time, because there was a lot of foam in the bathtub, He Xile was instantly in trouble.
"Hiss." He Xile stepped back.
The tentacle probably realized that it had gotten into trouble, and its body froze instantly.
The tip of the tentacle immediately stretched out and touched He Xile's clothes, trying to wipe off the foam on He Xile's body.
"etc……"
He Xile quickly stopped him, "No, no, no."
The other party was indeed thoughtful, but he forgot that they were still in the water. The tips of his tentacles were all wet. After just two rubs, the pajamas He Xile was wearing were soaked. Some of the wet parts stuck to his body, which was very uncomfortable.
The next second, the tentacles looked even stiffer.
He Xile looked at his clothes, then at the tentacles, feeling a bit amused and helpless.
"Okay, stop moving. It's getting late. Let me give you a bath quickly so I can go to sleep..." He Xile said, and his movements became a little faster.
The tentacles were indeed very well behaved and did not do anything else.
After finally brushing another one, He Xile said, "It's done."
He stood up, exhaled, and spoke a little, his body feeling a little sore from squatting on the ground.
The tip of the tentacle poked out from the bathtub and gently rubbed He Xile's fingertips, as if to say thank you. He Xile couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw this, and the tentacle retreated from the window with a look of joy.
He Xile closed the window again.
"It's finally my turn now."
Muttering to himself, He Xile was about to take off his clothes when suddenly, the familiar knocking sound on the window rang out again.
He Xile: “…”
Damn you.
...Is it ever going to end?
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