Ji Ouba's little milk dog

"What?" Ji Tongyu didn't understand what he asked.

Fang Shi said: "Yesterday was..." He didn't know how to address Ji Baixuan, he hesitated for a while and said: "Did your uncle bring me back yesterday?"

"Yes, uncle carried you back." Ji Tongyu was a little scared when he remembered last night, and whispered: "Brother, don't drink anymore, it's so scary."

"I yesterday..." Fang Shi had no memory at all, he was broken, looked at Ji Tongyu and said, "Can you tell me what happened yesterday?"

So Ji Tongyu vividly narrated how Ji Baixuan carried him back, how he vomited on Ji Baixuan's back, how Ji Baixuan undressed him, and how he coaxed him to put on his clothes.

"Brother, I didn't peek. Uncle told me to avoid it. He said you would be shy, so I didn't look." Ji Tongyu said, his eyes were pure.

He was also drunk a few times when he was in the room, but he was more or less conscious. He would be fine after he got drunk, but he didn't expect that he could be so pestering. Thinking of the scene of Ji Baixuan coaxing him last night, he felt ashamed , In addition to embarrassment, there is also some indescribable embarrassment.

"Did I say anything?" This is what Fang Shi cares most about. He is afraid that he will say everything, which is more serious than being looked down upon by Ji Baixuan.

"No." Ji Tongyu frowned and raised his head to recall. In fact, he didn't say anything in the room last night. He was just in pain. Holding Ji Baixuan was like grabbing a straw, curled up and kept talking He has a stomachache.

In the morning, I accompanied Ji Tongyu to watch the cartoon SpongeBob SquarePants. Ji Tongyu leaned forward and backward with a smile, but there was no reaction in the room. He didn't know where the joke was, and he couldn't perceive it.

On the contrary, he was still a little anxious, but he couldn't see it on the surface. If he hadn't agreed to Ji Baixuan, he would have been at work, and he would get a day's money if he worked every day. If he didn't work, he would have no money. He didn't regret agreeing to Ji Baixuan, but he also He couldn't stop his psychological anxiety, as if something was chasing after him, and if he was caught up, he would fall down.

At noon, he originally wanted to cook for himself, but Ji Baixuan thought about it thoroughly and ordered lunch for them. From this point of view, there is probably dinner. After eating, he drank medicine in the room and watched TV in the room. Do you want to watch cartoons?

When Ji Tongyu looked up at the room with his small head, he looked at the door, his big round eyes stared at him eagerly, full of longing.

"Go out?" Fang Shi said.

Ji Tongyu immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Then let's go." Fang Shi is also a person who can't stay, the main reason is that he can't be idle, he will be anxious and have a lot of messy thoughts in his head, as long as he moves, he will be at ease.

During dinner, Ji Baixuan asked someone to bring back his clothes. He was a little relieved, thinking that he might wear Ji Baixuan's clothes when he left.

After having dinner with Ji Tongyu, the two of them watched another movie together, of course it was also an animation. Ji Baixuan didn’t come back until nine o’clock. Ji Tongyu sat next to him and kept yawning, so he asked Ji Tongyu to go back to the room to sleep. Ji Tongyu was obedient to wash up.

After washing, he took his hand and pulled him to his room. Only then did he know that Ji Tongyu's bed was a small bed suitable for Ji Tongyu only.

"Where did uncle sleep yesterday?" Fang Shi asked.

"The sofa in the living room." Ji Tongyu sat on the bed and said, "I saw it when I peed."

She pursed her lips in the room, and her apology to Ji Baixuan increased again.

"Brother, tell a story." Ji Tongyu stuffed a storybook into the room, took off his clothes, put on his pajamas, put on a small quilt, and said to the room: "Brother, I will sleep soundly when I tell stories. "

It was only then that Fang Shi realized how Ji Tongyu had such a strong narrative ability. He opened the book and chose a random "Lion on the Lone Island" to read.

Although Fang Shi read bluntly and without emotion, Ji Tongyu may be too sleepy, and even the sound of breathing came from the middle of the room reading, Fang Shi still read the rest of the story before putting down the book, and he turned off the light , gently walked out of Ji Tongyu's room.

Ji Baixuan didn't come back, so he couldn't leave the room. He changed into his own clothes and sat on the sofa to wait for Ji Baixuan to come back. He waited and waited but still didn't find anyone. He didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up again After covering the blanket, there was a noise from the bathroom. He looked at the time, and at one o'clock in the morning, he was a little confused.

"Sorry to disturb you." Ji Baixuan came out of the bathroom, his hair was still dripping, and a light gray towel was put around his neck. He wiped his hair, looked at the room and said, "Why don't you go to sleep in the room?"

"I should go." Fang Shi looked at Ji Baixuan and said, "Thank you for allowing me to rest here, and your clothes." Fang Shi's voice weakened, he wanted to wash and hang the clothes, but the washing machine He doesn't know how to use it, and he doesn't dare to try it, for fear that if it breaks, he won't be able to pay for it.

"Did you drink the medicine?" When Ji Baixuan ignored the room, he was already mentally prepared. He had already guessed it when he came back and saw the clothes he had changed in the room, but he didn't expect that everyone woke up and his thoughts still remained the same. , the character is still quite stubborn.

"Drink it, and thank you for the medicine." Fang Shi said, "I'll give you how much."

It was the first time Ji Baixuan was rejected so thoroughly, he laughed and said, "No, this is the medicine I always have at home."

"That—" Fang Shi still wanted to say that there is a price for that.

Ji Baixuan interrupted him, "It's room time." Ji Baixuan said, "Don't be so polite with me, really, you should relax."

Seeing that he was silent during the room, Ji Baixuan brought him the medicine and said with a smile, "If you have to do something, just blow dry my hair."

Ji Baixuan also said it casually, but Fang Shi looked at his wet hair and nodded seriously. He kind of shot himself in the foot, but he couldn't refuse. He could tell that Fang Shi didn't like to owe others anything.

So he sat on the sofa and his hair was blown by the second person besides his mother, a boy. He thought it was a little funny, and his movements were very light when he was intercourse. He whispered, "Close your eyes."

Ji Baixuan closed his eyes, he could feel the subtle feeling of Fang Shi's slender fingers passing through his hair, it was very light and soft, relaxing, and it was not at all the same as Fang Shi's appearance.

To be honest, when we met for the first time, he felt that the room was a little cold, and he was indifferent to everything around him, like a handful of cold spring water, which made people feel distant and lifeless at the same time. How could Fang Shi pick up Tong Yu's thoughts.

But after meeting and getting along several times, he broke the first impression again. Fang Shi is actually very good, he works hard, is very neat, he doesn't trouble others, he is different from others, he must have endured a lot.

"Do you have to go?" Ji Baixuan changed his shoes while looking at the room.

"Ah."

"Don't let me deliver it?"

"It's late."

"Is Tong Yu good today?" Ji Baixuan asked for nothing.

"Very good." Fang Shi looked up at him.

"What about you?" Ji Baixuan looked at him with a smile.

When he was in the room, he lowered his head and didn't speak.

Ji Baixuan chuckled, "Okay, text me when you get home."

"Okay." After changing his shoes in the room, he took the medicine and the work clothes of the bar, looked at Ji Baixuan and said, "Goodbye."

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot." When Ji Baixuan called the room, "Wait a minute."

He went into the bedroom and took out a piece of money wrapped in drawing paper, and put it in his pocket, "Don't drink like this again, no matter how young your stomach can't take it."

When I was in the room, I thanked Ji Baixuan, but suddenly I was afraid to look at Ji Baixuan.

Another business card appeared under his eyes, and he looked up at Ji Baixuan.

Ji Baixuan said: "If you are in a hurry to spend money, you can call this number. He has a job over there. You can try it."

When the room didn't move, Ji Baixuan put the business card in his pocket again, "Okay, have you changed your mind?"

"what?"

Ji Baixuan smiled and said, "Stay here, it's so late, I'm a little worried that you insist on going back."

Shaking his head when he was in the room, "It's not far, I'm leaving."

It's not that he doesn't want to stay here, it's quiet and warm, but if he stays here, Ji Baixuan will sleep on the sofa, he can't stay here.

The next day, Fang Shi called the person on the business card, which said Yamamoto Studio. He called, and someone answered, saying that he was looking for a model. He asked about the salary. At first he thought he was not good enough. Just one click.

The person on the phone asked him to go to the interview, and he wanted to change the time, but the person on the phone said that he would not be able to do so when he was full, so he hung up and called the manager who went to work today, and asked for half a day off, and then He looked for the address on the business card.

Sitting on the office chair, Cen Dingdu kept shaking his head at the people who came in. There are many people interviewing every day, but they rarely have the feeling he wants. One out of ten is very good, assistant Ding Kening whispered in his ear : "This is fine, let him go to try on clothes?"

"No." Cen Dingdu ruthlessly refused, "Why are you so anxious with so many people?"

Can Ding Kening not be in a hurry? Others found a model within a day, and the owner searched for half a month. He carefully selected ten models. It was too much, but he couldn't show it, so he whispered: "The ancestor , I will be participating in the exhibition in two days, and the ones you selected are all inexperienced, so you are not afraid of making jokes when you walk on the stage."

"No rush." ​​Cen Dingdu rested his chin on his hand and said leisurely, "Next."

The threshold for them to choose a model is low, but it is very strict. Everything is up to Cen Dingdu. Although the owner's standard was difficult to figure out before, after so many days, and looking at the people he left behind, Ding Kening more or less knows what kind of main family he is.

He sighed, slandering the bourgeoisie who were constantly exploiting him.

The next one came in, and when he looked up, his eyes lit up. He was tall and long-legged, with perfect body proportions, smooth and natural face contour, and eyes between almond eyes and Danfeng eyes.

The upper and lower eyelids are thinner, the tails of the eyes are narrow and slightly upturned, the double eyelids are not obvious, and only a little is exposed at the tails of the eyes.High nose bridge, thin lips, obvious jawline, and extremely short hair accentuate delicate eyebrows and eyes.

It may be that his temperament is cold, and with the blessing of his hairstyle, the feeling of indifference and alienation is even heavier. Even a small black mole at the end of his left eye is supposed to be sexy and passionate, but it makes the young man extremely cold The aggressive eyes froze.