Kuai Chuan is not a person

Chu Lan spread out a few paintings and deliberately showed them to the little brush, as if the courtiers were upright and upright, showing their love and declaring war on the little lover, as if you were so angry that you had nothing to do.

Little brush: "..."

Wen Xi hid in the quilt and held back his laughter, thinking that the next day he would quietly run to the desk with his short legs, carefully pulling the drawing paper that was bigger than his bed and storing it properly.

Chu Lan got up and walked to the bed, and found that the quilt in the small bed was bulging. When she opened it, she found that Wen Xi was buried in the quilt, lying on her stomach, her hair was scattered, with moist water vapor.

Chu Lan touched his hair, which was wet, and frowned slightly.

He said, "Get up."

Wen Xi looked up at him, laying on his stomach with his hands propped on his chest, trying to raise his body a little higher, with a puzzled look on his face.

Looking at him, Chu Lan thought to herself that it was too hot to be bored in the quilt. Wen Xi's body is different now, and her hair is probably wet because of sweating from boredom.

Chu Lan suddenly felt distressed, thinking that Wen Xi was feeling uncomfortable, but she was embarrassed to speak out, so she had to endure it forcefully, and said, "Wait a while, I'll take a bath for you later."

Wen Xi: "!!!"

Chu Lan turned around to prepare things, Wen Xi suddenly sat up and hugged his little quilt tightly: "System, does he think I'm a kitten or puppy? Give me a bath himself!"

System: "You speak as if you can take care of yourself."

Wen Xi covered his face: "He can't just take advantage of me because I'm young."

System: "... What can you see at such a young age?"

The sound of the system current intermittently: "Yes, can I see you... little?"

Wen Xi said no, but he began to imagine in his heart, harassing the system while fantasizing restlessly.

Chu Lan came back soon. He was holding a clean wooden spoon, like the one used to scoop soup in a big bowl of soup. It was round and a little deep, and it was like a big bathtub for Wenxi today. So big that the lukewarm water filled the spoon, just below his shoulders.

Chu Lan sat beside her, showing no intention of leaving.

Wen Xi opened his mouth and said tentatively, "You..."

Chu Lan frowned, not intending to leave at all, and reached out to help him untie his hair.

He came to his senses this time and asked, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Wen Xi felt like a streaking fat glutinous rice ball, white and round, shaking up and down on the spoon, with black hair scattered down, like glutinous rice balls leaking out the sesame filling, shaking on the water.

Unexpectedly, in this world, he and Chu Lan would "meet each other honestly" in this way.

Wen Xi bowed his head in frustration.

Chu Lan took the smallest spoon to scoop up hot water and poured it on Wen Xi's hair again and again, planning to bathe and shampoo him personally

As I washed and washed, the water scooped up became less and less. Originally, as long as the small spoon was gently put into the water, it would be able to scoop up a full spoonful of water.

But now... Chu Lan frowned and looked at the big spoon with inexplicably reduced water, feeling puzzled.

Wen Xi lowered his head and watched the water drop from his shoulders all the way, to his collarbone, to the pink...and then to his lower abdomen, everything would be exposed if there was less!

Even the fig leaf of that layer of water is gone!

System: "You don't need a transparent fig leaf."

Wen Xi's voice trembled a little: "What's going on here?"

He felt that his hair was absorbing water, like a dry brush dipped in water, and it became smooth and black. The water that Chu Lan poured on his head was not absorbed by his hair. No wonder the water in the spoon was gone.

Chu Lan asked, "Why is the water getting less and less?"

He took a small square towel and wanted to wipe Wenxi's hair, but Wenxi's hair became thick and slippery. With a little force, a stream of water sprayed out from the end of the hair, and it sprayed on Chu Lan's face unexpectedly superior.

Chu Lan was sprayed with water, and stood there for two seconds.

System: "Hahahahahaha I have never seen a host that can spray water!"

Wen Xi wished he could squat down and cover his head to hide himself.

System: "It can be said to be versatile!"

Wen Xi: "Shut up."

The system is still full of ideas: "What words can I use to describe you... Yes, you are both excellent in sex and art."

Wen Xi's face was wrinkled: "Maybe it's because the brush absorbs water..."

The system sympathized: "The host is so pitiful, you may become the first recipient in history who cannot wash your hair."

Wen Xi looked desperate and tried to explain: "Maybe, maybe it's because of the efficacy of the medicine."

Relying on transformation, the king of blame, if he can't speak, Wen Xi takes all the blame on him!

Chu Lan smiled and wiped off the water on her face: "It's okay."

He asked Wen Xi to stand on the small square towel, and patiently wiped him clean, then took a piece of dry cotton cloth to wrap him up, held the sleepy little ball in his hand, and stuffed him into the quilt.

Wen Xi yawned, and soon fell asleep. Chu Lan was not sleepy, sitting on the side of the bed and looking at Wen Xi on the small bed, with a smile unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

When he was sleeping, his mouth was slightly opened, and his eyelashes were obediently under his eyes, making one unable to resist... couldn't resist wanting to kiss him.

Chu Lan sighed, it's a pity that she is too young.

He was afraid that if he kissed him, he would crush him to death.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared, Chu Lan pursed her lips, a light flashed on her body, and the person sitting by the bed suddenly disappeared.

……

It turned into a small ball on the soft quilt.

He was about the same size as Wenxi, with neat clothes, and Wenxi's small bed was big enough, so he slipped into the bed and slept next to Wenxi.

His heart started beating suddenly. In the past, Wenxi was really too small... so small that once he had a charming thought, he would feel that he was inferior to a beast.

And now it's different.

He lay beside him, kissed him, hugged him, and slept with him, as if it was all taken for granted.

Wen Xi was sleepy, sleeping deeply, but felt that his lips and teeth were being pressed, licked and rubbed together, his body was being ignited everywhere, causing waves of heat, and the man carefully helped him relieve it, Wen Xi comfortably moved his neck Leaning back, I felt the gentle kiss on the neck, and smiled with crooked eyebrows in my sleep.

After a night.

Wen Xi touched his bitten lips, looked at the barely visible faint hickey marks on his chest, and was very puzzled.

He seemed to wake up for a moment last night, and saw Chu Lan's face, the two of them... were kissing.

Wen Xi looked at the huge Chu Lan who was sleeping beside her, and her cheeks turned red.

Is he having a dream?

Chu Lan opened her eyes, saw Wen Xi lying on the edge of the small bed, smiled and stretched out her hand.

Wen Xi slapped into his palm, but he heard him say: "Today is the day when disciples from Qingyuan Mountain come to Hengyuan Palace to see me."

Wen Xi raised his eyes to look at him. What Chu Lan meant was to go back to Hengyuan Palace?

But he's alone... so boring.

Wen Xi asked him: "Is it very important?"

Chu Lan nodded: "It's very important."

Well... Wen Xi lay on the railing beside the bed, lowered her head, thinking that such a bad news would come from such a beautiful morning.

Chu Lan patted his head and said with a smile: "It is very important, but... I will accompany you."