O Ba is sometimes very sultry

When Fu Qiyan walked back to the dining hall, Su Zhiye, who was clamoring to eat glutinous rice chicken, had fallen asleep again.

"...Hello, idiot?"

"Huh -噜 -Huh -噜 噜” "

"..."

There were only a few scattered people on the campus before six o'clock, and Fu Qiyan was not particularly paying attention to him behind his back.

He couldn't, after buying two bags of glutinous rice chicken, he brought a certain sleepy bug back to his dormitory that would go to sleep at any time.

Su Zhiye didn't wake up until after nine o'clock.

When you open your eyes, you will see familiar beds and familiar hotel apartment-style dormitories.The glass wall of the bathroom opposite the bed was emitting white mist, and there was the sound of splashing water.

I yawned big.

With a click, the bathroom door opened.Fu Qiyan was wearing a bathing suit with a belt tied around his waist.He brushed his hair and came out of the bathroom.

In good shape.

Su Zhiye sat cross-legged on the bed, scratched his face, "Old Fu, are you still there?"

"Of course I'm here. This is my dormitory. I don't have the key to your dormitory."

Familiar dialogue, but a completely different mood.

"The door key to my dormitory is on the electric box at the door." He blinked and said.

Fu Qiyan dried his hair, "Okay, I'll take you back next time."

He took out two bags of heated glutinous rice chicken from the microwave, "Come here, have something to eat."

Su Zhiye got out of bed and slipped to the dining table, like a kindergartener who waited obediently for his meal, but after being obedient for less than two seconds, he began to chirp, "Old Fu, I'm really curious, why you can be in the apartment at school, and why Supporting small appliances?"

Washing machines, refrigerators, and microwave ovens... This evil capitalism is really enviable.

"The family has donated three buildings, so you can too." Fu Qiyan was busy working in front of the operating table in the open kitchen.

"Oh, that's it... then forget it." It's better to keep the money for yourself, and there is no need to cut flesh for fame.

At that moment, Fu Qiyan completely understood his inner thoughts, and wanted to see his painful appearance, "Do you want to consider donating in good faith?"

"No, no," Su Zhiye repeatedly waved his hands, "I can't afford to be a great philanthropist, so I can only help my grandmother cross the road to make up for it."

"Eat yours." Fu Qiyan pushed the glutinous rice chicken in front of him.

"Wow," Su Zhiye looked at the disassembled glutinous rice chicken on the plate, "I thought it was gone."

The corners of Fu Qiyan's mouth curled up, and just as he was about to claim credit, he heard Su Zhiye say, "Did you buy both for me? Are you so considerate?"

The corners of his mouth were flattened, protecting his share, "You only have one."

"⊙o⊙!"

Did the old Fu have some misunderstanding about his appetite?He is not a girl.

Seeing his expression, Fu Qiyan couldn't help laughing, "I fried some bacon and eggs, and I'll bring them to you."

"Really?"

"There are two glasses of milk."

"Wang Zai? Son, you are my sweet leather jacket!"

Fu Qiyan smiled, and put a plate and two glasses in front of him, "It's walnut milk, specially for your brain."

"..."

After eating, Su Zhiye burped, sniffed himself, and asked with a shy face, "Son, do you think your father is rotten?"

"No." Looking at his expression, he knew that there was absolutely nothing good going on, "What do you want to do?"

Su Zhiye got close to Fu Qiyan, "Why didn't I? My whole body stinks, can't you smell it?"

"It stinks?" Fu Qiyan leaned closer and smelled it, took a deep breath and smiled affirmatively, "Well, you stink to death."

"Really?" Su Zhiye still had a playful smile, "Hey, son. Can't I borrow your bathtub?"

Fu Qiyan looked at him, "Yes, what do you want to wash?"

Su Zhiye's face was tense, his face flushed, and he said quickly, "Wash me, your father, I want to take a bath."

The more you talk, the lower your voice is, after all, it's not good to use someone else's bathtub...

His own dormitory is a shower, and both hands are wrapped in white cloth at the same time, which is very inconvenient and anti-human.

Fu Qiyan stood up, "Then I'll get you some water."

Su Zhiye nodded like a chicken pecking rice, not daring to look into Fu Qiyan's eyes.

He still had a sentence stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Fu Qiyan sat back and stared at him, "What else do you want to say?"

Su Zhiye shook his head, faltered, his eyes wandered all over the place, and finally said leisurely, "You give me... rub some bubbles in the water..."

According to his current situation where his hands can't touch the water, with such a "serious" injury, he can only soak in a little bubble, and he can't rub the bubble by himself.

It's so pathetic.

Fu Qiyan shrugged his shoulders, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Why are you laughing? Have you ever seen a patient who can only take a bath?" Su Zhiye was ashamed and angry, "What's so funny! Don't laugh!"

"It's not funny, it's not funny." Fu Qiyan smiled and went to pour water for him.

Su Zhiye sat on the dining table and shook his legs nervously, "Tch, old Fu is not a good son, I really disappointed my father."

Su Zhiye went into the bathroom to take a bath, while Fu Qiyan was outside dealing with the news.He went crazy looking for someone yesterday. He patronized and guarded Su Zhiye all night, and he also lost contact with him. Now there is a lot of news to return.

Occasionally, a few heroic songs from the bathroom can be heard.

Well, it's a tone-deaf omega.

Before he knew it, Su Zhiye had been soaking in it for more than half an hour.

Fu Qiyan patted the door lightly, "Idiot, have you finished washing?"

Across a door, Su Zhiye replied: "Not yet, I can't wash it clean."

But after washing for so long, the water should be cold.Fu Qiyan frowned, "You add some hot water, the switch is on your right."

"I see... I'll go out after washing." Su Zhiye howled.

Feeling something was wrong, Fu Qiyan knocked on the door suddenly, "I'm going in."

"What the hell are you doing here, old man?" Su Zhiye shrank into the bathtub in panic.Except for two hands and one head exposed, his whole body was soaked in the foam, his eyes widened in horror, "Oh, molestation!"

Staring at his protest, Fu Qiyan walked over to check the temperature of the water, and said angrily, "It's already cold."

The water had cooled down, and the bandages on his hands were soaked with blood, half wet and half dry.

As if caught on the spot, Su Zhiye blushed, and finally gave up on himself and said, "I can't wash it..."

Although he fights from time to time, he is actually a very clean person.After soaking for a while, although it is better than rotten, it is still sticky and uncomfortable.

Fu Qiyan pressed the hot water faucet and continued to pour hot water into the bathtub, "Why didn't you call me?"

"What are you calling me for?" Su Zhiye leaned against the edge of the bathtub with his hands outstretched, staring.

"I'll change the bandage for you. The doctor said you can't touch the water, otherwise the wound will become inflamed."

The water in the bathtub gradually overflowed and slid to the floor.Su Zhiye submerged his chin in the foam, only showing a pair of unhappy eyes.

Fu Qiyan quickly came back with a bandage, looked at his appearance, and said calmly, "Are you so depressed that you circled it?"

Su Zhiye didn't speak, and spit out a few bubbles under the water surface.

Also depressed to spit bubbles.

The overflowing drops of water fell to the ground, and Fu Qiyan squatted beside the bathtub, inevitably getting half of his trousers wet. He stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water—it wasn't that cold anymore.

"Is it still cold?"

Su Zhiye blew out air bubbles.

Fu Qiyan then took off the bandage on his hand, the wound was more than half wet, and it was time to reapply the medicine.He sighed, "It hurts a bit, bear with it."

"..."

After changing clean bandages for both hands, Fu Qiyan stood up, "Will you still wash it?"

Only then did Su Zhiye poke his head out, and said cautiously, "I can't rub my back..."

Both of his hands are useless, and no matter how much he rubs, he can't rub the itchy place.

"Little ancestor, turn around and I'll rub your back for you." Fu Qiyan was extremely helpless.

Su Zhiye twisted his buttocks, and immediately turned around, "Hurry up, it's only natural for a son to rub his father's back, and he should do his filial piety."

If you dare to love him, just wait for yourself to speak, right?

Fu Qiyan had nothing to do with him, so he took a clean thick towel out from the bathroom cabinet, and patiently scrubbed him a little.

Su Zhiye was as white as pearls, with a standard inverted triangle figure.The back is very thin, and the shoulder blades look like butterflies with open wings, but there are many sporadic wounds.

This person was obviously awkward just now, but now he has the cheek to command:

"A little above."

"There's no need to avoid it, use some force, rub hard."

"It's almost there, and the neck is itchy."

With a towel between his hands, Fu Qiyan almost wiped Su Zhiye's back and neck all over.

"Are you okay? Get up and take some medicine. I asked the doctor for some medicine to remove the scar."

Seeing that he was about to end now, Su Zhiye hurriedly said: "Front, wipe the front too."

"..." Fu Qiyan raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of you now?"

"Hey, I suddenly figured it out, how can I take advantage of it for you?" Su Zhiye turned around again, and half of him was lying in the bathtub, with two feet protruding from the foam layer, "You Forgive me as a patient."

The words were very direct, but he said it with a red face.

"You're right, anyway, I've seen it a long time ago, so there's no need to shy away from it."

"..." Old Fu's words made them seem to have an affair.

Fu Qiyan wiped his body mercilessly, anyway, he couldn't see anything through a layer of bubbles.He finally put his gaze on Su Zhiye's head, "Want to wash your hair?"

Su Zhiye blinked, and imagined the specific hair-washing posture, "Then I, stand up first..."

"No need." Fu Qiyan took out another oversized white bathrobe from the bathroom cabinet and threw it to Su Zhiye, "Wrap it yourself first."

He walked out of the bathroom, and came back with a small bench after a while.

Su Zhiye put on his bathrobe and stepped out of the bathtub, "Why are you moving the stool?"

Fu Qiyan put the stool next to the bathtub, hugged Su Zhiye up, sat on the stool by himself, and washed Su's hair with the bathtub faucet.

Su Zhiye sat in his arms, his eyes could only see the sharp corner of Fu Qiyan's jaw.

In the ear is the sound of his own intensifying heartbeat.

Today, old Futou is kind to him...

After washing and drying his hair with medicine, Su Zhiye lay on the bed the whole time without touching his hands.It's just that the little white face is as red as Shandandan, and its blossoms are in full bloom.

"Do you want to go back to class?" Fu Qiyan asked him after everything was done.

Now I can go back and catch up with the last class.

Su Zhiye bit his lower lip, "The school uniform is in the dormitory."

He didn't really want to run out in someone else's bathrobe, so he could only trouble Old Fu to make a trip.

Fu Qiyan didn't want to help him run errands at all, "wear mine."

They are not much different in height, and their body types are very similar, and their loose school uniform jackets can be completely mixed.

Su Zhiye was stunned, swallowed his saliva and nodded, "Okay."

Anyway, it's not the first time wearing his clothes.

After Su Zhiye changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom, Fu Qiyan took out a mobile phone case from the desk, "Your mobile phone was left in the alley where you were fighting, and I picked it up."

"But the screen is broken, I asked someone to fix it, and it was just repaired and sent over."

Fu Qiyan put his mobile phone into the pocket of Su Zhiye's school uniform, "Don't lose it next time, or I won't find you."