Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

No one had ever said anything like that to him.

Because no matter where he is, he has always been so strong that he doesn't need anyone's protection.

That's why now I feel even more sorry for Wen Jingyao.He clearly promised that he would not act impulsively and rely on force again, but it didn't take long before he made an exception again.

In any case, "being discovered by Wen Jingyao" is far less serious than the fact of "making the other party worry and hurting the other party".

Fu Lin didn't say anything, turned around and washed his face.The cold water stings the skin and completely cools down the emotions.Looking up at the pair of embarrassed red eyes in the mirror, he silently said to himself in his heart: "There really is no next time."

When he came out after he calmed down, he saw Wen Jingyao clearing the dishes on the coffee table with one hand.

Fu Lin immediately stepped forward to help: "...you sit and rest."

As soon as this sentence came out, the voice was hoarse and shapeless, coughed awkwardly, cleared his throat and continued: "Just give it to me."

Wen Jingyao obediently handed over the plate, but did not sit down immediately, but stood aside and looked at him.

Under the scrutinizing eyes, Fu Lin felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but bury his head deeper.

After all... It's embarrassing to cry suddenly.

Fu Lin has tried to confess the past to the other party many times, but the reality is often more dramatic than imagined.Perhaps for Wen Jingyao, the words that resembled a confession didn't have much meaning, but just instinctively expressing what was in his heart.It is precisely because of this that it is far more meaningful than those deliberately sweet words.

"Fu Lin."

"……Um."

But judging from the title, he probably still has anger.The amount of information today is too large, so you must give the other party some time to accept it.

Fu Lin thought: I don't care for a while, I can wait.

"I go out for a while."

"Want to buy something? Let me go."

"Go wash your hair."

There was a fight at noon, and several people were disheartened.Even with a plaster cast on his arm to prevent it from getting wet, this little clean freak doesn't allow himself to sleep directly on the bed.

"Don't walk around, I'll wash it for you."

Whether it is fighting or taking care of people, Fu Lin has a wealth of experience.He fetched a basin of water and put it on the low stool, spread a thick towel on the edge of the leather sofa, and let Wen Jingyao lie on his back with his head exposed.

Since the height of the sofa was relatively short, he simply knelt on the floor and concentrated on moistening the other party's hair with a towel dipped in water.Worried that Wen Jingyao would feel uncomfortable with his head hanging, he held the back of the opponent's head with his hands from time to time to give some external assistance.

Different from the tough feeling of black and white in the game, Wen Jingyao's hair in reality is quite soft and thin, and the color is not so much black as dark brown close to black.I once heard a barber say that people with soft hair are also gentle. This kind of statement, which has no scientific basis, fits Wen Jingyao strangely.

At least Fu Lin knew that he was a kind-hearted person.

"I just found out that your shampoo is almost out, can I use mine?"

"Ah."

Although the two people get along well on weekdays, there are inevitably differences in living habits and personal preferences, such as the choice of shampoo and shower gel.

Wen Jingyao likes the ones with almost no smell, while Fu Lin likes the ones with a very obvious fragrance.The shampoo he uses now is a new floral scent from a well-known foreign brand, with a very sweet taste, which is not only quite popular among women, but also unexpectedly popular with some men.

Exchanging shampoo is tantamount to letting the other party infect their own smell.As soon as the imagination diverged a little, my mood immediately improved a lot.

Slowly massage the other party's scalp with fingertips, kneading rich foam, and the sweet but not greasy smell fills the whole room.If you don't consider the messy accidents that happened today and the arm that is in plaster at the moment, there is a kind of intoxication that can sweeten people.

Being with the one you love makes you happy no matter what you do.

It's a pity that it seems to be a step away from the heart-to-heart connection...

The entire cleaning process took 10 minutes, and then dried with a hair dryer-of course, this can only be done by Fu Lin.

The warm hot air gushed out, and Wen Jingyao shrank his neck back uncomfortably.Fu Lin realized that he hated hot wind, and immediately lowered the temperature by one gear.

"Is that okay?"

"Well, thank you."

"Need not."

As the hair gradually dries, the residual fragrance of the shampoo also begins to waft.With a sweet head on top, it looks like a huge ripe peach.Fu Lin was amused by his brain.

"Do you want to take a shower later?"

"...how to wash?"

Fu Lin thought for a moment, and tentatively asked, "Shall I help you?"

He dared to swear that his original motive was pure, and he hadn't had time to have any delusions at the moment of proposing.But Wen Jingyao's body froze obviously under the palm, and even he was taken aback, his thoughts quickly ran in an impure direction.

"..."

The two fell silent at the same time.

In the silence, only the hair dryer was still humming.

Fu Lin's cheeks were burning, and he didn't know how to get rid of the swelling thoughts in his mind.I simply pulled out the plug and combed my hair a few times to complete the task in a hurry, and ran to take a shower by myself first.

Wen Jingyao's arms should not get wet.The doctor told me that if you can't do a good job of waterproofing, you can only take a bath temporarily.Fu Lin helped untie the gauze, took the water, twisted the towel and stuffed it in his hand... for the time being, he can only help so much.

As for a certain proposal, he didn't have the face to bring it up again.

Fu Lin went back to the living room and turned on the TV. He didn't have much time to concentrate on the program, but kept his ears open to pay attention to the movement from the bathroom.

On the live broadcast channel of the game, there are people who are creating mountains and rivers, and they are also their floating world players.This time, it was a few unknown people who were live broadcasting a three-person team playing in the arena.

The configuration is Assassin, Hermit, Physician.Not to mention the hermit who is quite difficult to operate, the attack ability of the assassin is in a rather embarrassing situation in the game at this stage, and it is generally unwilling to bring it to the arena.

Fu Lin watched half-heartedly for a while, and found that the team played well.The assassin has a keen sense of smell, and the hermit moves sharply. He passed all the way from the lowest level, won several games in a row, and finally met a team called "I have many concubines".

"..."

Hearing the host complaining about the opponent's team name, Fu Lin almost spit out, because among the people he knows, there is also a person who likes to take such a boring and shameless team name.

In the end, after repeatedly confirming the appearance of the other party's id several times, it turned out to be the person he knew...

Lei Ze brought Brother Qinghua with him and formed a chopper team that completely gave up treatment.As soon as they appeared on the stage, they resorted to violent suppression, beating up the live broadcast host so badly that they couldn't hold their heads up.At this time, you can feel how huge the gap in strength is. No matter how perfect your performance at the low level was before, you can only kneel down instantly when you meet a real master.

Fu Lin looked at it, and began to miss the past again.His original regular team consisted of five people. Since he didn't go online very often, no one has touched that team, and everything has remained the same as it was before he left.He has always been surprised why Lei Ze didn't disband the five-member team and form a new one, until one time in the middle of the night when he met Qing Hualuo, the other party said that Lei Ze still wanted to wait for you, if you can't bear to let us spend time with him, you Just come back sooner.

This is also the fundamental reason why Fu Lin did not pursue the broken ice matter with Lei Ze again.After all, the relationship between brothers is still there, so how long can the quarrel last?

I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard crackling in the bathroom as if something had fallen.Fu Lin was startled, and quickly ran over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Through a door, Wen Jingyao's muffled voice sounded: "Come in."

"..."

Happiness came so suddenly that he was caught off guard. Fu Lin felt dizzy for a while. He calmed down and took a deep breath. After doing enough mental construction, he pushed the door open and entered.

There was no shocking picture as imagined in front of my eyes.

In the steaming heat, stood a troubled man.Holding a piece of clothing in his hand, he looked at the things rolling down the shelves all over the floor.

Wen Jingyao's upper body was still naked, but his lower body was already fully dressed.Turning his head and explaining to Fu Lin: "I accidentally touched a shelf."

Probably because of the hard struggle with the pants just now, there is a thin layer of sweat floating on his forehead.

"Okay, you go out first, I will clean up."

"Also... Please help me get dressed."

"..." Fu Lin blinked, "OK."

If the cuff is not big enough, it will be difficult to stuff it into the sleeve with plaster.Fu Lin helped to roll up the sleeves of the pajamas to the shoulders, passed through the injured arm first, and then put it on the other arm.

The mood at the moment is very turbulent.Although in the dark corner of the mind, there is also a faint voice lamenting "Why don't you let me help you put on your pants?"...

Beauty is in the eyes of beholder.He is pleasing to the eye no matter what he thinks of Wen Jingyao, not to mention that he is very pleasing to the eye, no matter whether his arm is cast or not, or whether he wears clothes or not, he is still at the level of a male god.The texture is delicate, the bones and flesh are well-proportioned, the legs are long and straight, and the face has no blemishes, and it will never get tired of looking at it for a lifetime...

Fu Lin never denies that he has the potential to be a fan of nympho.

In the process of putting on clothes, fingers will inevitably touch the bare skin directly.It's just that he had just revealed his true colors today, and he didn't dare to eat tofu casually. He could only carefully arrange his collar and button one by one.

"Who are the last few who came today?"

Fu Lin's hand paused slightly: "Ahu and the others?"

"Ah."

"Qu Yan met...a friend when he moved to S City."

He chose a more euphemistic word, but Wen Jingyao didn't understand his intention, and continued to ask: "What kind of friend?"

"We just hang out together..." He bit the bullet and explained, "Ah Hu was considered a respectable person back then, and his boss was a local snake in S City. The reason we called him here today is to invite him when we are in doubt. He stepped forward to help Wu Zhuofan get rid of the harassment."

Finally buttoned the last button, but still clutching the hem of the pajamas in his hand, a bit reluctant to let go.

"But they haven't done anything bad now. A few of them partnered up to open a small bar, which is located at No. 22 Boulevard, the deepest part of the alley."

"Do you go often?"

"No, no, absolutely not." Fu Lin shook his head immediately, "Except for going to the bar to help Qu Yan copy homework a few days ago, I haven't stepped in for more than half a year."

"Fu Lin, I want to say what I told you last time." Wen Jingyao's tone was a bit serious, "Don't do dangerous things again."

"Um……"

Fu Lin's eyes fell on the neat buttons of the pajamas, and he didn't look directly into the other's eyes.

At this time, I suddenly felt a slight pain in the left cheek...

Did he get caught?

He raised his head in a daze.Wen Jingyao still had the same attitude of not changing his face before the collapse of Mount Tai, and he taught solemnly: "Be obedient."

"……Oh."

Fu Lin touched his face, not knowing how to react.

Anyway...

Is this pass?