After losing my memory, I became a group pet

The ink-like green silk was tied up into a bun, and under the snow-white neck was a beautiful carcass.

Yan Wuji's cheeks were hot, he subconsciously lowered his head and moved his eyes away.

When a person likes and respects another person from the bottom of his heart, he must be more afraid to make mistakes, and on the contrary, he will be more cautious than the most conservative old master in the book.

But the more he avoided, the closer Sima Yao got.He was forced to the very corner of the bathtub, but Sima Yao continued to come over, their legs were pressed against each other, and even their chests were only separated by the water surface as far as a hair's length.

Yan Wuji's heart was pounding, but he saw Sima Yao holding a small white porcelain box in his hand.

The porcelain box contained something like a milky white ointment, exuding a faint fragrance.

Yan Wuji's mind was running fast. He had seen similar things in more than one picture scroll that was not suitable for children.

This fragrant and soft thing was picked out and then painted on...

When Yan Wuji saw a similar plot for the first time, he was terrified.

It turns out that I can still play like that.

At this time, Sima Yao dug a small piece of ointment with his index finger and middle finger.

oh!God!

The pictures in those pamphlets kept coming back to me.

Yan Wuji covered his mouth.

He still couldn't remember what was written in the Four Books and Five Classics, but the content of those picture albums emerged throughout, and he even remembered clearly which studio the picture albums were printed from.

Absolutely.

What kind of fool is this.

The blood in Yan Wuji's whole body seemed to be on fire, giving excessive heat to the cold water.

A trace of white air gradually emerged from the surface of the cold water that was originally at normal temperature.

Just as Sima Yao was about to reach out, Yan Wuji screamed suddenly, covered his chest and face, and said in a panic, "Ah! Brother Yao! No! It's in broad daylight! No!"

"What are you thinking again, you little fool!" Sima Yao pulled Yan Wuji's hand away, and then applied the ointment on his chin.

The scented ointment adhered to the skin of his upper and lower chin, and Yan Wuji felt the coolness of mint.

He was taken aback, huh?

How is it painted on the chin?

Sima Yao leaned over, and gently spread the ointment evenly on Yan Wuji's chin, lips, and the center of the person. Sima Yao dug some extra ointment and applied it on the places where the small beards were denser.

After applying the ointment, Sima Yao put the porcelain box on the small table next to the bathtub, and then opened the wooden box on the table, which contained a spatula.

Seeing the cold light on the spatula, Yan Wuji's heart was colder than that of a snowy day.

The surface of the water that had just emerged from the white air calmed down again, turning back into a pool of stagnant water, just like Yan Wuji's mood at this moment.

He sighed resentfully and mournfully, it turned out that he just wanted to shave...

Sima Yao began to shave from the soft beard on his lips. The movements were careful and skillful, and he did not forget to tell him, "Don't move around, this knife is very sharp."

The skin around Sima Yao's lips, which was lightly pressed and scraped with a spatula, all gave out a vibrating tingling numbness at the same time.The two got very close, and Yan Wuji smelled the faint fragrance of Sima Yao's body through his breath.

His body began to heat up again.

After gasping for breath for the second time, Yan Wuji dodged slightly to avoid Sima Yao's touch. He lowered his head and said softly, "I... I'll do it myself." Grab the spatula.

He held the scraper and tried to do it, but suddenly realized that he couldn't see where his beard was. He looked down at the water surface, but the water surface kept shaking, and even his face was deformed.

A bronze mirror was handed over. Sima Yao dragged the mirror and said softly, "Can you do it? Be careful, the knife is very sharp."

Yan Wuji remembered that when the spatula was in Sima Yao's hand just now, it was just a breeze.So, he took the spatula in his hand and twirled it, showing that he was also ingenious.

However, when the spatula touches the skin, it will not turn.

Yan Wuji's right hand seemed to have turned into a piece of ginger, which wiped off all the ointment on his chin, and did not shave a single beard.

Seeing him flustered, Sima Yao frowned and said, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

These words aroused Yan Wuji's desire to win, he slapped his swollen face and pretended to be fat: "I will!"

In the next second, the spatula stood on his skin, and with only a slight force, it cut a hole invisible to the naked eye, and a drop of blood fell on the bronze mirror.

Sima Yao put the bronze mirror aside, and immediately picked up a clean towel to stop Yan Wuji's bleeding. Yan Wuji himself was still in a daze, staring blankly at the blood on the spatula, and pondered, "Huh? I didn't scratch it either. Myself, why did you break your mouth?"

"Okay, stop messing around." Sima Yao logically confiscated the spatula, and once again began to clean up the mess for Yan Wuji.

Knowing that he was in trouble again, Yan Wuji peeked at Sima Yao with his big eyes, then immediately moved them away, and huddled in the corner of the bathtub obediently, not daring to move.

After hanging up his beard, Sima Yao wiped Yan Wuji's face clean, then got up and left the tub.

The moment he stood up, the strings in Yan Wuji's heart were plucked a few more times.

He is a little unhappy.

He didn't understand why he had to take off his clothes, get into the bathtub, and apply ointment. He was so busy, and he did it for a long time just to shave.

Bored, Yan Wuji stretched out his hand to pat the water, splashing it.

Humph, what a nuisance.

Sima Yao put on his clothes and fastened his belt.Clean the spatula in the basin on the side, "Zhennu, don't touch your wound with water, or it will get inflamed."

Yan Wuji immediately stopped patting the water, and murmured, "But it hurts."

Sima Yao dried the spatula and put it away, turned around and walked over. He lifted Yan Wuji's chin, pressed his lips lightly and asked, "Is it here?"

"En." Yan Wuji nodded.

After observing, Sima Yao said: "Fortunately, the wound is not big or deep, and it should be healed in two days. If it hurts, you can lick it with your tongue, and it shouldn't hurt after licking it."

After hearing Sima Yao's words, Yan Wuji tried to hook the wound on his lip with his tongue.

but!

so far!

Yan Wuji tried his best to lick it, but he couldn't touch it at all. He looked very close, in the middle of the nose and lips, a little bit to the right.

But why, just can't lick it?

Too far!

Just like the distance between the sky and the earth!

After trying four or five times, Yan Wuji gave up. He looked at Sima Yao helplessly, felt that he was an idiot, and whispered: "I can't lick..."

Sima Yao had no choice but to lower his head, hooked his neck, and sucked gently on his wound.

Saliva has the function of healing wounds, Yan Wuji's wound really didn't hurt very much anymore.

But Sima Yao hooked his neck just now and rubbed against a small piece of inverse scale on the back of his neck. The scale was smaller than the surrounding ones, and it grew backwards. After seeing it yesterday, Sima Yao told him , the color is different from others, others are gray, only that piece is golden.

Yan Wuji was also surprised when he heard that, the Ni Lin was very strange, he would feel a little uncomfortable to touch it by himself, and even shuddered involuntarily when others touched it.

But it seemed that it was really unintentional, Sima Yao quickly retracted his hand.

Yan Wuji blushed, suppressed Ni Lin's matter and said apologetically, "Thank you brother Yao, I'm sorry, I'm too stupid to even lick the wound."

Sima Yao was shy and guilty along Yan Wuji, but his face was still gentle and calm, "It's okay."

But the satisfaction and pride in his heart were far beyond words.

His slender fingers brushed Yan Wuji's Adam's apple inadvertently, "Okay, I've shaved my beard. I'll go and bring in my clothes, and I'll see the Celestial Master later."

Yan Wuji's Adam's apple twitched, and he nodded.

Although the series of events just now made him have many shy questions.For example, why do you have to take a shower early in the morning, why do you have to shave in the tub, why do you hook his neck when you lick his wounds?

But he couldn't ask. After all, if you think about it carefully, isn't it all caused by him?

If he doesn't pull out the scales, he doesn't need to wash the wound with water; if he doesn't grow a beard, he doesn't need to shave; Brother licked his wound.

Yan Wuji was disconcerted, feeling that he was useless.

When Yan Wuji was full of sadness, Sima Yao, who was helping him change his clothes, was humming softly, looking very happy.

After all, he didn't expect that the development of the matter would go smoothly beyond his expectation just by secretly thinking a little bit!

100% wish come true.

Dragon is a warm-blooded animal with extremely high body temperature, while snake is a cold-blooded animal that is extremely sensitive to temperature.

Could it be that the heartbeat of the baby dragon in the barrel has accelerated, can he not know?

Could it be that the temperature of the water in the bathtub has become higher, so he can't feel it?

Doesn't he know that it is not necessary to shave in a bathtub when shaving?

Didn't he know that Yan Wuji would definitely not be able to lick his own wound?

Ah.

Even without a beard, he can still shave Yan Wuji's eyebrows.

"Zhennu, you have a lot of miscellaneous hairs on your eyebrows, brother Yao can help you fix them."

Even if he wasn't injured, he could still pick acne on Yan Wuji.

"Zhen Nu, you have a small pimple here on your face, and it's full of pus. Brother Yao will help you break it out, oops, it's bleeding. Just lick it, it'll be fine if you can lick it. Do you want help?"

perfect.

The 6000-year-old snake demon is old and bad.

Sima Yao walked into the bathroom with his clothes, and saw that Yan Wuji had sneaked out of the bathtub and was wiping himself.Seeing him coming, she shyly covered herself with a towel, "I'll wipe it myself."

But with a simple rebuttal, the ownership of the towel was transferred to Sima Yao.

"What about the back? If you don't wipe it clean, your clothes will get wet. Now that winter and spring are changing, wearing wet clothes will catch a cold."

The towel was taken away, Sima Yao's movements were very light and gentle, as if there was no force, a corner of the towel was naturally raised, like a feather, and when it lightly brushed Yan Wuji's skin, it aroused a shiver all over his body.

It's so strange, why didn't he encounter such a thing when he wiped it by himself?

Yan Wuji wanted to bring the towel several times, but he hesitated.

Brother Yao said before that he has bathed him many times since he was a child, so he must be too shy to be so coy.

And brother Yao also said just now that if you don't dry it, you will get sick. Brother Yao did it because he cares about him. If you say just wipe it off, wouldn't you live up to brother Yao's kindness?

Besides, elder brother Yao is gentle and good-looking, and treats him so well, so how could he have bad thoughts?

Yan Wuji lowered his head, his Adam's apple went up and down, allowing Sima Yao to fiddle with it.

When changing clothes, Yan Wuji thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but when he put on his coat, Sima Yao stood in front of him, took out his belt and stretched out his hands to wrap it around him, his soft hair could just brush against him from time to time jaw.

Yan Wuji's Adam's Apple jumped up and down faster.

Sima Yao smiled slightly, raised his head, and brushed Yan Wuji's profile with his cheek inadvertently.

He is really a bad old monster, obviously on purpose, but he can still pretend to be the innocent brother next door, and ask "what's the matter?" Blowing towards the blushing boy.

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