I don't think the plot is right!

Hearing Song Yuan's words, Fang Jiashu understood what happened just now.

Wanting to hide the fact that he was blushing, he bent down and tidied up the table in a panic, but he knocked over the bowl and spilled hot soup all over his leg.

Song Yuan had already noticed this before he exclaimed in a low voice, and dragged him directly into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

He quickly took out ice cubes from the refrigerator and applied them to his legs.

In fact, the soup is not very hot, and it doesn't feel hot when it is sprinkled on the legs.

But Song Yuan's worried look made him a little happy, so he didn't say anything.

It wasn't until Song Yuan began to take off his pants that Fang Jiashu asked with a trembling voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Yuan didn't think much about it at all, but continued to pull down his trousers anxiously and said: "If a large area of ​​burns are not treated in time, it will be troublesome. If it hurts, bear with it. I will cover it with ice first, and then I will buy it." Burn ointment……"

Before Fang Jiashu had time to stop his trousers, the trousers had fallen to his ankles.

After careful inspection, Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay...it doesn't look like it's burned, how is it, does it still hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt very much..."

Sensing that Fang Jiashu's tone was very strange, Song Yuan noticed that now Fang Jiashu's half body was leaning almost naked against the wall.

Song Yuan swallowed his saliva, but seeing that Fang Jiashu looked a little scared, he squatted down as naturally as possible and tried to pull up his pants.

Fang Jiashu blocked the halfway point with his hand: "Wet..."

Only then did Song Yuan remember that he was covered in water, and blurted out: "Is the top and underwear wet too?"

After I finished speaking, I felt embarrassed. Doesn't this imply that Fang Jiashu took off all of them... Afraid that he would be embarrassed, Song Yuan coughed twice, then walked out and closed the door, saying: "...you take off your wet clothes and take a shower first, I will Go get you a bathrobe."

But Fang Jiashu was stunned in place.

When Song Yuan took off his pants, he was actually mentally prepared to do something.

Who knew that Song Yuan really just checked to see if he was burned?After reading it, do you have to pull your pants back? ?

The most obvious hint he could make was to say that the pants were wet and he didn't want to put them on again. Who would have thought that Song Yuan would go out and find dry clothes for him?

No one knows how scared Song Yuan is.

He kissed Fang Jiashu without any scruples, but saw him hastily lowered his head to clean up the table.

Before he had time to worry about whether he would be hated, he had no choice but to drag him into the bathroom and take off his pants...

Although he was unintentional, Fang Jiashu looked obviously uncomfortable.

I hope he doesn't find it strange... Song Yuan thought as he stood outside the bathroom door with his bathrobe in his arms.

But Fang Jiashu already felt very, very strange. ——What happened to Song Yuan?Suddenly become a gentleman? ? ?

After a long time, the sound of water finally came from the bathroom, and Song Yuan sat down with a sigh of relief and waited for him to come out.

Once he relaxes, his mind is full of Fang Jiashu's legs □□ pulling his shirt to cover it...

It was Fang Jiashu's voice calling him that woke him up, and hurriedly sent the bathrobe over.

After taking a shower, Fang Jiashu actually tidied up in front of the mirror for a long time, practiced a few smiles that he thought were natural and beautiful, and waited for Song Yuan to poke his head and smile at him when he came in to deliver the clothes...

Unexpectedly, Song Yuan just gently pushed open a crack in the door, and stood outside, with only one arm stretched in to pass the clothes.

Fang Jiashu stood there blankly.

Song Yuan didn't understand why no one picked up the clothes for so long: "Little tree? Are you there?"

Fang Jiashu didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he just pulled the bathrobe over and put it on.

The clothes were pulled away, and there was no answer in the bathroom, so Song Yuan was a little flustered, but he really couldn't figure out what he did wrong.

When Fang Jiashu came out, he ignored him and went straight to the bedroom.

Looking at this little expression, he was indeed angry, but Song Yuan didn't even know where to start to apologize, since he was fine before taking a bath...

ah!It must be because I forcibly pulled his pants!

What should I do? Song Yuan stood outside the bedroom door pacing back and forth, and if he went in rashly, he might be kicked out again.

Fang Jiashu was even annoyed by the footsteps at the door: "What are you shaking? Why don't you come in and sleep?"

Fang Jiashu is inviting himself to go in and sleep?

Song Yuan couldn't believe it and slowly moved in. Seeing that Fang Jiashu really had no intention of refusing, he carefully lay down on the bed.

As a result, Jiashu opened his eyes as soon as he lay down, and Song Yuan reflexively wanted to sit up, but after a little observation, Fang Jiashu didn't seem to allow him to lie beside him.

Finally, he doesn't have to sleep on the ground...and sleeps next to his little tree. ——Thinking of this, Song Yuan secretly laughed.

But after Fang Jiashu stared at him for a while, his expression became serious... He was lying on the bed tensely and stiffly waiting for him to do something, but he himself was lying leisurely beside him with his eyes closed and smiling?

Reluctantly, he opened the bathrobe a bit, his skin was smoother and more delicate under the moonlight, he brushed his hair with his hands, then moved closer to Song Yuan, and coughed softly.

And Song Yuan closed his eyes.

Coughing again, Song Yuan still closed his eyes.

Almost fell asleep.

Fang Jiashu's drowsiness was gone, he pulled up his collar angrily, and kicked it down without thinking. After being kicked awake, Song Yuan looked at Jiashu above with a little displeasure.

Immediately "understood" Fang Jiashu's meaning, Song Yuan pretended to nod pitifully, returned to the ground with a blanket in his arms and lay down.

Hey... It seems that Xiaoshu still only allows himself to sleep on the floor.

Before Fang Jiashu realized what was going on, Song Yuan had already laid down on the ground and fell asleep peacefully.

Don't you lose your attractiveness at all?Fang Jiashu couldn't sleep, so he could only mutter to Song Yuan's back: "It's my business that I will reject you, but how can you say nothing..."

Fang Jiashu muttered to himself aggrievedly for a while before falling into a deep sleep.

Song Yuan turned his back on him and smiled——

Okay, my little tree, so I completely misunderstood you, it seems that I need to give you a chance to "reject".