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"Don't lock the door," Lu Shiyan said before getting out, "I'll go to the bedroom and get you a pair of pajama pants, the previous one can't be worn anymore."

"Understood," Lin Yichen said.

When the door slammed, Lin Yichen lowered his eyes and looked at his legs.

The temperature of the milk is not high, and the slight pain after being washed through the cold water has been replaced by the icy coolness. As for the hot red spot... the color is not as obvious as the red spot that was photographed by Lu Shiyan.

He tugged at his underwear which was splashed with water, and couldn't help sighing, a bit puzzled how Xiaochen managed to stand up firmly in such a cold situation.

"The pajama pants and underwear are on the hanger," Lu Shiyan raised his hand and knocked on the bathroom door, "I'm going out."

"Yes," Lin Yichen responded, and suddenly remembered Lu Shiyan's half-eaten meal, "Eat the food after it's cold."

"Are you still in the mood to worry about my food?" Lu Shiyan laughed towards the bathroom door.

"Go eat your meal," Lin Yichen said.

"Are you still drinking milk?" Lu Shiyan looked at the blurred figure in the bathroom through the frosted glass.

"Drink," Lin Yichen said briefly, "By the way, let's see if the pink rabbit is broken."

"The pink rabbit is wearing clothes, it shouldn't be broken," Lu Shiyan went out.

When Lin Yichen came out of the bathroom, Lu Shiyan had just finished eating and was washing dishes in the kitchen. Seeing him coming in, he pointed to the pink rabbit on the cabinet: "The milk is hot, don't spill it anymore. .”

"Am I handicapped?" Lin Yichen glanced at him lightly, picked up the pink rabbit, and took a sip slowly. It was warm but not hot.

"No handicap," Lu Shiyan teased him with a glance, "No handicap, how did that glass of milk spill on your lap just now?"

"Only with handicapped hands are qualified to spill milk, right?" Lin Yichen licked the milk stains on his lips, and turned his head to look at him amusedly.

"Okay, you don't have a handicap," Lu Shiyan lazily said, "Why do you spill milk if you don't have a handicap? Do you have a more reasonable explanation?"

"My hands trembled after you asked me a single sentence," Lin Yichen said casually, leaning against the edge of the cabinet.

"What did I ask?" Lu Shiyan recalled, "Did I ask anything exciting?"

"Well," Lin Yichen's expression was exhausted, and his eyes slowly swept back and forth from the side of his face.

"What did I ask?" Lu Shiyan raised his eyebrows and asked in the sound of rushing water.

"Ask when is my birthday?" Lin Yichen plucked the pink rabbit's drooping ears.

"Where does this content stimulate you?" Lu Shiyan put the washed bowls in the drawer, took out a piece of paper and wiped the water on his hands.

"You will be an adult after your birthday," Lin Yichen said calmly.

Lu Shiyan paused: "That's very exciting."

Lin Yichen laughed.

Lu Shiyan walked up to him, hooked his fingertips around his loose trouser waist and pulled it out, bent over and looked in: "Let me see if it's still red."

"You have to get in," Lin Yichen said casually with his legs open.

Lu Shiyan didn't speak, and touched the slightly reddened area on the side of his leg. The soft and delicate touch came from his fingertips, and he was a little distracted: "Does it hurt here?"

Lin Yichen raised his lips, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "The red here is not from being burned."

Lu Shiyan looked straight at his legs, absent-mindedly said: "Huh?"

"You made it famous," Lin Yichen said calmly.

"Oh," Lu Shiyan responded casually, and the fingertips rubbing against his legs slowly moved upwards, gently tapped through his underwear, pointing out, "Xiao Xiaochen is very energetic."

Lin Yichen froze all of a sudden, came back to his senses, and thought about the shark: "Lu Shiyan."

"Well," Lu Shiyan slowly withdrew his hand, looking at him with a smile on his lips.

Lin Yichen squinted his eyes: "A hand owed?"

Lu Shiyan was noncommittal, crossed his arms, and looked at him with great interest: "Did you not solve it... or just flirt with it?"

Lin Yichen glanced at him without saying a word. After drinking the last sip of milk, he put the pink rabbit on the cabinet and walked outside him.

"Where are you going?" Lu Shiyan grabbed his wrist.

Lin Yichen pointed to his body, and said in a calm voice, "Go and put out the fire."