As soon as I got home, I saw Zha Gong pretending to be a white lotus

The whole body trembled: "Damn, what are you doing?"

"Nutrient."

Luo Yizhou's simple words made him tremble again.

Ji Jingchi's voice was trembling: "Luo Yizhou, there is a wronged person and a debtor. The person who offended you is named Song. Why are you playing hard with me?"

Luo Yizhou didn't say a word, but the needle on his neck was removed silently.

He sat back to his original position as if nothing had happened, and the wooden spoon touched Ji Jingchi's lips again.

Ji Jingchi hesitated, opened his mouth and ate.

A bowl of sweet porridge soon bottomed out.

But Ji Jingchi couldn't digest the food.

Being tied to a chair and being fed, it was difficult to have an appetite.

When the second bowl of porridge came, he avoided the wooden spoon, and he could feel Luo Yizhou's gaze paused on his face for a moment.

He explained nervously: "I have hands and feet, so I don't need you to do it, can I do it myself?"

Luo Yizhou refused: "No, if you let go, you will run away."

Ji Jingchi: "..."

Originally thought that the little lunatic would stop torturing him after feeding him.

Unexpectedly, just as he put down the bowl, he said in a neutral tone: "I'll help you take a bath."

He removed Ji Jingchi from the chair, with his hands still tied behind him, then grabbed his arm and pushed him to the bathroom.

The water had been left for a while, and with his eyes blindfolded, his sense of smell was particularly sensitive, and he could smell the fragrance of the steaming hot water.

The little lunatic probably didn't take care of others very much when he undressed and undressed, and his movements were very unfamiliar. Finally, seeing the shirt that was blocked by the bound wrist and could not be taken off, he simply took a pair of scissors and cut Ji Jingchi's clothes .

Ji Jingchi couldn't see what was in front of him, but he heard the piece of cloth being torn from his body.

His heart was a little hairy, because he didn't know how crazy Luo Yizhou was.

Those hands dragged him into the bathtub, and he didn't dare to resist the whole time, fearing that Luo Yizhou would kill him with scissors in the next second.

Luo Yizhou explained, "I put away the scissors."

Ji Jingchi heaved a sigh of relief.

Luo Yizhou's palms were slippery, like a piece of tender tofu, scrubbing his body, working very hard, putting aside his crazy and boundless behavior, it was rare to show some unspeakable flattery at this time.

He thought of the word "to please" somehow, and felt strange in his heart.

He held his head up in the bathtub, and Luo Yizhou helped him wash his hair.

Black cloth bands covered his eyes.

If that gaze had substance, it started from between his brows, and slowly, it slid over the covered eyes, over the slightly messy cheeks wet by the water, along the neck, inch by inch, down to the unknown The place.

Ji Jingchi thought it must be his own illusion.

He didn't know the structure of the brain circuit of the little lunatic, he was very tired, and he couldn't punish others at all, and he didn't know what to plan.

After a while, Luo Yizhou also soaked in the bathtub.

He rinsed himself, the sound of water flowing in Jing Chi's ears.

He was idle anyway, so he asked Luo Yizhou's intentions for this behavior.

Luo Yizhou paused for a moment with the hand holding the shower, and replied solemnly: "You don't understand?"

Ji Jingchi: So, what should I understand?

He shook his head: "I don't know." Luo Yizhou turned off the shower, as if thinking about how to answer.

Ji Jingchi thought that he would not be able to answer, but unexpectedly the little lunatic suddenly opened his mouth coldly.

He said, "Seduce you."

a bolt from the blue.

Ji Jingchi was completely stunned.

He turned his head stiffly, facing the direction of Luo Yizhou, but he couldn't see the expression of the other party.

He forced himself to calm down.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, he finally figured it out. Could it be because of Ruan Bao'er?

Ruan Bao'er had a crush on Song Qinyi, so that Luo Yizhou's status as a spare tire could never be changed, so he held a grudge and wanted to poach Song Qinyi's corner again?

Did this little lunatic think that Song Qinyi and Yan Shengyi...

He was about to explain, but soon realized that if the little lunatic didn't believe him, he would still be doomed.

But even if he believed it, the little lunatic would definitely have to ask Song Qinyi why he was looking for good words all over the world, a question he didn't even know the answer to.

Damn, this is a fucking dead end.

Luo Yizhou's hand reached out, the touch was still so slippery, but this time when it touched his body, it gave off goose bumps.

The hand paused, then retracted.

The black tape covered most of Jing Chi's cheeks, making his lips appear thin, and even his skin seemed too fair.

For 2 minutes, he didn't know what Luo Yizhou was thinking.

Two minutes later, the tie was untied, and Ji Jingchi saw the light again.

The sudden light brought tears to his eyes.

Everything seemed so unreal.

Under the confused and blurred vision, he inadvertently met Luo Yizhou's gaze.

The charming eyebrows and eyes of the little madman are indescribably delicate in the shimmering water, with the pure beauty of hibiscus coming out of the clear water, and the moist water vapor falls drop by drop on the water surface along the tip of his hair, which is the only thing in the bathroom other than breathing. sound.

Although he knew that this was a psychopath, but just looking at his appearance, this guy was just like a cold-faced Gaoling flower.

His strange and poor service skills are not one-tenth of the attractiveness of this look.

You don't need to deliberately seduce, just sitting here is already so beautiful that people can't move their eyes away.

6. Chapter 6

The pure white bath towel simply wrapped Ji Jingchi.

His shirt was so shredded that he couldn't wear it.

Luo Yizhou took him into the bedroom, rummaged through the closet for clothes that fit him, looked back at his height while looking for them.

Ji Jingchi was about the same height as him, and a little shorter, so there was no problem in mixing clothes.

How to put the clothes on is a problem, the little lunatic looked hesitantly, threw the clothes on the bed in the bedroom, and then helped Ji Jingchi untie the knot tied behind him.

Before the rope was untied, Ji Jingchi promised that he would not resist later, and as soon as his hands were free, he just grabbed his clothes and ran away.

Luo Yizhou looked fragile like a beauty lamp that could break in the wind, which caused Ji Jingchi to make a wrong prediction. When the other party grabbed him tightly, he was surprised that Luo Yizhou had so much strength.

The two of them fought on the ground. At the beginning, they were evenly matched. Luo Yizhou had the home court advantage and gradually gained the upper hand.

Sweat was seeping on that cold little face, dripping like a begonia with dew on it, but the strength in his hand was so strong that it twisted Ji Jingchi's arm so painfully.

Luo Yizhou didn't say a word, and trapped him with ruthless hands, then took the chain installed at the foot of the bed earlier, dragged Ji Jingchi to the bed and locked him up.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, pursed his crimson lips tightly, and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he took away the clothes that he planned to give to Ji Jingchi.

The strength on Ji Jingchi's body was exhausted, and he hooked his clothes with weak hands: "Brother, why don't you leave me a pair of underwear?"

Luo Yizhou's dark eyes looked at him coolly, without saying a word, he pulled off the clothes in his arms, as if thinking of something, he retracted his hand again, pulled Ji Jingchi's paws away, and walked away mercilessly.

Ji Jingchi huddled under the quilt, his still damp hair soaked the pillow, he was naked, and panicked even more.

The room was quiet for about ten minutes, when Ji Jingchi saw Luo Yizhou open the door and come in, he shrank back involuntarily.

Luo Yizhou had an extra stack of printing paper in his hand, and when he sat down, Ji Jingchi saw the paper and carefully took notes.

Maybe a group assignment?

Ji Jingchi heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Luo Yizhou could do whatever he wanted, as long as he was not tormented.

After a while, Luo Yizhou put down the printing paper, got up and went outside, wondering what he was messing around with again.

The printing paper was placed on the edge of the bed, Ji Jingchi turned over and fell under the bed with a clatter.

He leaned over to pick it up, unable to lift his numb arm, and when he picked it up, he accidentally saw a few lines in black font, and his hands trembled even more.

"About how to make a man fall in love with you, as the saying goes, if you want to grasp a man's heart, you must first grasp his stomach..."

Ji Jingchi felt nauseous when he thought of the bowl of sweet porridge that Luo Yizhou fed spoonful after spoonful. Damn, with the skill of a little lunatic, the man whose stomach was caught by him is so pitiful.

Sure enough, he saw the small characters marked by Luo Yizhou under the bold line: cook millet porridge.

"You have to bear the burden of hard work, not only to arrange his diet, but also to take care of his daily life..."

There is a line of small words underneath: Help him take a bath.

"Article Quote: "Three Things That Make Him Dedicated to Me""

Ji Jingchi: ...

Luo Yizhou has already done two of the three things, and the other one may be a showy operation, but he has not adopted it.

Ji Jingchi turned to the next page, his expression became even uglier.

This time it's not a document, but a screenshot of a forum.

It comes from a forum where even straight men like him are famous. There are endless plans for physical and mental strategies in the screenshots, and Luo Yizhou has made notes on each screenshot without exception.

It seems that the various encounters he experienced after he was fainted were all thanks to this strategy.

Turning to the back, there is also an operation about how to inject nutritional supplements to the imprisoned Xiaoshou if he goes on a hunger strike.

Two or three lines of densely packed notes were written on this page, but they were crossed out scribbled.

The red note wrote four words at the end of the lines that were crossed out: attacking the heart is the first.

Attacking NM...

Ji Jingchi ran wildly in his heart, no matter how sore his arms were, he still used all his strength to tear the printing paper to pieces.

Holding in his arms a few danmei novels recommended according to the screenshots of the forum, Luo Yizhou opened the door again and came back, only to see Ji Jingchi leaning on the bedside, his gaze ancient.