Bunny

Seeing that no matter how much he shook Li Heng, he didn't respond at all, so Wen Zhuo had no choice but to withdraw his hand, blinking in a daze.

Classmate Li is acting strangely today.

Forget it, don't say it.

Wen Zhuo patted his legs generously and stood up. He decided to skip the topic of "the secret of the seal". Now he has to go to the bathroom to get a cup of hot water to drink, and then he has to take a basin to adjust the warm water and go to the bathroom to wipe himself. .

When Feng Qi came back with the second bowl of porridge, he saw Wen Zhuo going to the bathroom with a small basin filled with towels.

After a slight pause, he figured out why Wen Zhuo didn't go to the bathroom.

This little rabbit is too timid. I was scared once yesterday, and I'm afraid I won't go there again.

An indescribable depression crept into his heart, Feng Qi frowned, and raised his hand to grab Wen Zhuo's wrist, pulling his whole body back.

Wen Zhuo let out a "hey" when he was pulled, staggered back two steps, and bumped into Feng Qi's arms with the basin in his hand. He raised his head, blinked his clear rabbit eyes, and said softly: "What's wrong? Feng classmates."

Feng Qi's thin lips were tightly pursed. He was originally cold, and his brows were lowered to make him more intimidating. When Wen Zhuo saw him like this, he was frightened. He blinked his big eyes, and pursed his pink and tender mouth together, obediently. Waiting for the seal to open.

Every time Feng Qi glanced over Wen Zhuo's small mouth, he couldn't move away. Wen Zhuo's lips were thick, small, and pink, like a sweet cherries, silently seducing Feng Qi.

Wen Zhuo trembled from Feng Qi's eyes.

Booooo, why do you look at me with cannibalistic eyes every day?

I have a lot of flattery!

"Where are you going?" Finally, the boss frowned and asked.

Wen Zhuo was shivered by that slightly cold voice, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Where's the key?" The boss asked again.

key?

Dazed by what he had seen and heard, the boss's voice became more serious: "I gave you the key."

Wen Zhuo suddenly realized, and immediately took it out of his pocket: "Here, I take everything you gave me with me."

Feng Qi pursed his lips, and after a while, he sighed helplessly, raised his hands and rubbed Wen Zhuo's little head, and asked bitterly, "You have the keys, why go to the bathroom to take a shower?"

Wen Zhuo's lips trembled slightly, but before he could say it, Feng Qi raised his chin impatiently, turned around with a cold face, and pulled him away.

The seal had a big stride, and Wen Zhuo was dragged into a trot all the way, kicking his short legs backwards a few times, shouting "Classmate Feng, etc" while running, and when the seal stopped, Wen Zhuo realized that they had reached the door of the bathroom up.

"Go." Feng Qi took the key from him, opened the bathroom door in twos, and pushed Wen Zhuo in directly.

Wen Zhuo hugged the basin and stood inside the door blankly.

He saw Feng Qi holding the outer door with one hand, facing away from the light outside, looking down at him with his head down, his sharp eyebrows raised slightly, showing sharp and beautiful arcs, he raised his chin, pointed inward, faintly With a bit of indescribable momentum: "Go in and wash."

Wen Zhuorourou held the basin tightly in his small hands, he was hesitating whether to express his worries, when someone outside the door said: "I will guard here, no one can come in."

Wen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable feeling filled his heart instantly. He looked up at Feng Qi, who was against the light. He pursed his lips tightly, his throat seemed to move twice, Feng Qi looked at his face, and probably wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just closed the door heavily.

The door was closed with a "bang", Wen Zhuo stood inside, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest.

This, is this the feeling of being covered by a boss?

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

And compared to Wen Zhuo, the mood of sealing the deed outside the door is not very good.

He sat on the concrete steps at the door, and drank a cigarette for himself, but he didn't want to smoke, he just held it on the tip of his teeth to relieve boredom.

As long as he closes his eyes now, all he can think about is Wen Zhuo holding a basin, standing inside the door, looking at him pitifully.

Such an obedient little thing, cowardly and soft, makes Feng Qi want to pamper him and give him all the good things, but also makes Feng Qi want to bully him, want to see the rabbit shed tears, and cry his name.

Bite the tip of his teeth, the cigarette butt has been crushed by him, Feng Qi crushed the whole cigarette, but such a little thing can't satisfy his addiction at all, every inch of his bone is now itchy, and his fingers are curled up involuntarily. Together, as if still reminiscing about the softness of yesterday, he hooked his fingers and rubbed the keys in his hand.

The rough steel texture grazed his fingers, and the slight pain brought Feng Qi back to his senses.

The north wind howled and blew across Feng Qi's face. He looked down at the key for a while and put it away.

Be more patient.

Wen Zhuo is just a little bit of courage, such a soft and obedient little group, it's not good to be frightened.

Feng Qi unconsciously began to grind his teeth again, and by the time he realized it, there was already a pile of cigarette butts on the ground.

He didn't smoke a single one, and he chewed them all between his teeth.

Feng Qi squinted his eyes and stared at the cigarette butts on the ground for a moment, and his hand holding the key began to move around.

Want to open the door and go in.

I want to feel the moist air inside, to hear the sound of water splashing on the tiles, to—

A sore on the lip.

Feng Qi came back to his senses, only to realize that what he was biting this time was not a cigarette butt, but his own lips.

A faint smell of rust permeated between the lips and teeth, Feng Qi laughed as if mocking himself, holding the key between his two fingers, he casually smashed it on the concrete floor next to him.

The tip of the key hit the concrete steps again and again, making a sound of "click" and "click". The north wind whizzed past Fengqi's ears with a chill, but Fengqi's chest was surging, Churning, like magma, ferocious and fiery.

Hurry up, Feng Qi thought.

Hurry up, I can't wait.