Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

"click~"

"puff!"

As soon as the chairman entered the door, he saw Song Nan covering her lips and bending down to sit on the bed, with traces of blood flowing from her white fingers, splashing drop by drop on the warm yellow quilt.

His pupils shrank, and he didn't care about the plush carpet that had just been replaced. He quickly stepped forward and carefully stroked his trembling back.

"How about it?"

Song Nan raised his head weakly. His blue eyes were watery and rippling. The corners of his eyes were stained crimson as if he had been tortured. His black hair moved across his face and fell on his red lips. , the whole person was languid, with a sickly feeling of weakness.

He panted lightly, and after a moment of rest, he smiled gently and said, "I'm fine, Chairman."

The chairman frowned and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

The touch of coldness and warmth made Song Nan tremble unconsciously.

"Are you having a nightmare?" The chairman took back his hand, felt the wetness on his knuckles, paused, turned his head and pulled out a few tissues from the bedside table, and gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Song Nan lowered his eyes and smiled shyly at him: "Well..."

The chairman had no choice but to sweep his sweaty hair, picked up the teapot prepared nearby, and poured out a cup of warm water: "Drink some water. You are frightened and your clothes are wet... Do you want to take a bath? ?”

Song Nan looked up blankly and tilted his head in confusion: "Huh?"

The chairman's golden eyes were slightly curved, with a faint smile in his eyes, and he asked softly again: "Would you like to take a bath?"

He stretched out his hand to press his blushing cheeks, caressing the corners of his eyes ambiguously, but his voice was cold and cold, without any emotion: "It's uncomfortable to wear clothes against your body, and the quilt is dirty. You need to change it. Nannan goes to soak first." Take a bath and wait until I finish taking care of the room before I take you out, okay?"

Song Nan swallowed unconsciously and nodded obediently: "Okay."

The chairman's fingers gradually moved back and held the back of his neck: "So good~"

Song Nan's hair trembled and his eyes widened slightly. He realized the danger of this action and was about to move quietly when he saw his hand moving down quickly, grabbing his waist and pulling him out of the quilt with one hand. Carrying him towards the bathroom.

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Song Nan sat on the sink, propped up his chin and watched the chairman busy at work.

I saw the chairman rolling up his neat white sleeves, folding the cuffs to the middle of his forearm, revealing his white jade-like hands, then reaching out, holding down the water valve switch with one hand, and inserting the other hand into the water to wave the water surface and adjust the water temperature.

After a moment, he stood up, picked up the towel on the side and wiped his fingers, walked up to him, and said calmly: "Okay, the water temperature is the temperature you can usually accept."

Song Nan nodded and continued to stare at him closely. Then, when he saw him raising his hand to unbutton his pajamas, his eyes widened in horror. She held his wrist and smiled, "I can do it myself."

The chairman's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and he let go according to his strength. With a slight smile in his tone, he responded softly: "Of course it's up to you. I don't have a habit of looking at other people's bodies."

Song Nan's fingertips trembled, and she lowered her head in shame, revealing the crimson tips of her ears.

The chairman's lips curled up slightly and he rubbed his head: "Are you shy?"

Song Nan pressed her lower lip tightly, her eyes were covered with tears in shame and anger, and she responded dully.

The chairman had no choice but to go aside and put other things away, and then opened the bathroom door: "I'm going to make the bed. If you can't get something, just call my name. Don't be brave like before, slipping and falling."

Song Nan's pupils shrank and his face turned redder.

The chairman chuckled and walked out of the bathroom. He did not close the door, but left a crack so that his shouting could be heard.

When Song Nan saw the figure behind the door getting further and further away, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He grabbed the edge of the sink and carefully stepped on the ground. While unbuttoning his pajamas, he tilted his head and looked upward.

"When are you going to see it?"

The masked young man in red robe was floating in the air. Hearing his words, he raised his hands to hold the back of his head and asked curiously: "Can't you watch?"

Song Nan was speechless. He lowered his head and slowly let out a breath. After warning himself that he was weak and not to have too many emotional fluctuations, he raised his head again and smiled at him: "That's not the case. You can watch it if you want. "

As he spoke, he took off his pajamas and pajamas without any hesitation, put them in the basket, walked to the bathtub, stepped in with his legs, and sat down again.

"Wow~"

Transparent water overflows along the edge of the tub and onto the pure white tiles.

Song Nan sighed and leaned lazily on the wall of the bathtub, feeling the mild and moderate water spread to his whole body, and gradually relaxed.

The young man floated next to him, staring at the pale and sickly thin body under the water, and tilted his head in confusion.

Song Nan raised his eyebrows and bent his legs to cover up: "What's wrong?"

The young man slowly came closer, stretched out his hand to hold the mask, moved it away a little, revealing the tip of his nose, and said blankly: "Why can you see me? Besides, there is always a fragrance..."

His throat rolled, and he swallowed silently. He opened his mouth, and the small and sharp canine teeth poked out, and saliva gradually flowed down, as if he wanted to bite something.

Song Nan narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled warmly: "If your teeth are itchy, I suggest you buy some teeth grinding sticks."

When the young man heard this, he put away his canine teeth and curled his lips angrily: "I won't do anything to you. There is a difficult guy outside the door. I will not take action against the prey until the hidden danger is solved."

Song Nan smiled slightly and his posture became more relaxed: "Thank you~ Of course, I would like to thank you the most, Mr. Chairman~"

The young man put on his mask and sat cross-legged in the air. His long white hair fell like a waterfall and spread on the water: "You haven't told me why you can see me yet."

Song Nan yawned lazily and asked, "Can't others see you?"

The young man shook his head: "Of course not. I am a ghost, how can ordinary people see me."

Song Nan opened his eyes, stared into his blue vertical pupils, and nodded in agreement: "It's true that you don't look like a human being. Then how did you show up?"

The young man paused and stroked his chin: "Faith. Some people believe in my existence, so I appeared."

"But I'm weak now and can't show myself in front of others, so how did you see me?" His eyes were full of inquiry, and he wanted to open his brain to see what was different...

Song Nan raised his eyebrows, pretending to be deep in thought, and then responded after a moment: "Maybe... I'm going to die."

"Ah?" The young man was stunned and observed his body carefully, "How could it be? Although your aura is very weak, there is always an inexplicable force keeping you alive. How could you die?"

Song Nan tilted his head: "But you saw it from the beginning. I would be so weak that I would vomit blood even when I was sleeping. I would also vomit blood when I was frightened. No matter how you look at it, I look like I am not going to die soon."

The young man paused, unable to refute his words: "This is strange..."

He floated around in distress, finally ruffled his hair, and simply gave up the struggle: "Forget it, since you can see me, then I will reluctantly be your boss and protect your safety!"

"The price..." The young man's eyes were fixed on Song Nan's beautiful face. For a moment, he smiled brightly and said, "Haha, I thought of it! The price is - play with me!"