Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

Jin Chu was stunned for a moment, but after recovering, he continued to walk out.

Just at this time, Qiao Jianuo, who heard the noise, looked up and saw Jin Chu standing at the door of the bathroom, with an excited smile on his white face.

"Jin Chu, look!" Giorgio straightened up quickly, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and raised his eyebrows quite proudly, "My dad and I brought a wooden barrel over here."

Jin Chu was smart at first, and he guessed what was going on the moment he saw the rag in Qiao Jianuo's hand.

"I don't want it." Sure enough, after Jin Chu finished speaking, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Giorgio was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he quickly chased after him with a rag.

"It's so hot, you can't stop taking a bath, right?" Giorgio grabs Jin Chu's arm, and persuades him earnestly like an old woman, "If you find it inconvenient, then I'll wash it for you, or If you have any other requirements, you can also make them."

Jin Chu glanced at Qiao Jianuo's hand holding him, held back for a long time before he said coldly: "I have no other requirements."

"Then what are you refusing?"

As Qiao Jianuo spoke, he suddenly remembered Jin Chu's obsession with cleanliness, so he raised three fingers and solemnly made a statement, "I assure you, this wooden barrel is only used by me, and you don't even know the bed I slept in." Sleeping, it’s okay to use the wooden barrel I used, right?”

When it comes to nonsense, Giorgano is always one-on-one, and he speaks in such a serious manner.

Jin Chu: "..."

He looked at Giorgano's upright look, and couldn't find any words to refute for a while.

"How is it? If you don't speak, it means you agree." Giorjano's eyes were narrowed like crescent moons, and he leaned closer to Jin Chu with a playful smile, "But you have to wait here for a while , I just wiped the inside of the barrel..."

Before finishing speaking, Giorjano's voice stopped abruptly.

He opened his mouth in surprise, turned his round eyes to the left, and his gaze fell on Jin Chu's hand that was stroking his cheek.

Jin Chu's fingertips were very cool, and when they lightly touched his skin, there was an obvious sense of comfort, like a gust of cool wind, brushing over Qiao Jianuo's hot heart, and slowly pressing down on his skin. Anxiety overflowing from the bottom of my heart.

God knows how hot he is, and the clothes behind him are all soaked.

It is the midsummer of July and August, and you will sweat just sitting in the living room and blowing the fan, not to mention that Giorgio just carried out such a time-consuming and laborious project of cleaning the wooden barrels. Not only is he sweating profusely now, but the two An arm was so sore that it didn't feel like it was his own.

Qiao Jianuo was tired and hot, but when he saw Jin Chu's face, he felt that no matter how tired and hot he was, it was all worth it.

Just when Qiao Jianuo was in a daze, Jin Chu wiped his cheek twice with his thumb.

"What's wrong?" Giorgio asked.

"There is something dirty on your face." Jin Chu hesitated for a moment, then put down his hands, "Go and wash your face."

"Huh? Didn't you wipe it clean for me just now?" After finishing speaking, Giorgio raised his hand and wiped it on his cheek with the back of his hand. He didn't know the exact location of the dirty thing, so he could only use his feeling on Jin Chu's face. Wipe the touched place carelessly.

Therefore, Jin Chu watched helplessly as the small black spot on Qiao Jianuo's face was wiped into a large area by him.

In the end, it made the left cheek all over.

Giorgano is white, but if there is something on his face, it will look particularly obvious. Maybe he was busy wiping the barrel just now and didn't notice that the dust on the barrel was on his face.

Taking a closer look at this moment, I found that there was still some blackness on Giorgano's neck, like a little tabby cat that accidentally fell down the chimney.

Jin Chu sighed inaudibly, reached out and grabbed Qiao Jianuo's wrist: "Come here."

Qiao Jianuo was obediently led by Jin Chu to the faucet, seeing that Jin Chu let go of his hand, and then turned on the faucet, he blinked suspiciously.

Jin Chu pursed his thin lips lightly, dipped his fingertips in some water without saying a word, turned around and wiped it on Qiao Jianuo's face.

Qiao Jianuo's face was really dirty, Jin Chu wiped it with water for a long time, then wet the towel to wipe Qiao Jianuo's face, and finally restored the little cat to its previous white and clean appearance.

After finishing all this, Jin Chu's ears were so red that they could bleed.

Fortunately, Qiao Jianuo's focus was not on Jin Chu's ears. He looked at Jin Chu's powerless hand hanging by his side with a surprised expression, and asked incredulously, "You can move your hand?"

Jin Chu felt all the heat from Qiao Jianuo's words sprayed on his skin, he took a step back calmly, and calmly explained: "My hand is just dislocated, not broken."

Moving is able to move, but it hurts to move, just like his injured foot before.

Therefore, in order to avoid pain, Jin Chu hardly exerted force on his hands—except for the special situation just now.

But Jin Chu couldn't tell what was special about the situation just now.

Obviously he can ask Giorgio to wash his face...

Jin Chu couldn't figure it out for the time being, and didn't dare to think about the deeper meaning.

He stood there, quietly waiting for Giorgano to look at his hands, then Giorgano turned around and picked up the rag, and went to wipe the barrel again with a whimper.

In the end, Jin Chu still used the wooden bucket, and even agreed to Qiao Jianuo volunteering to help him scrub his body.

Giorgano rolled up his sleeves to his armpits, revealing two thin and white arms. When he bent down, the wide neckline dropped, and from Jin Chu's angle, he could just see the scene inside through the neckline.

Really...

Dazzlingly white.

You can still see the two faint dots.

Although Qiao Jianuo didn't quite understand why Jin Chu wore underwear in the bath, but since Jin Chu insisted so much, he couldn't say anything more, so he picked up a towel and carefully scrubbed Jin Chu's body.

Halfway through the rubbing, he raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Chu's face.

"What are you doing with your eyes closed?"

"..." After a while, Jin Chu opened his lips with difficulty, "The light is dazzling."

Giorgano looked up at the lamp on the ceiling, which was very dark and yellow, barely illuminating the bathroom.

"...Okay." Giorgio thought to himself, you are the eldest brother, so if you say it's dazzling, then it will be dazzling.

Qiao Jianuo helped Jin Chu take a bath three times in total. During these three times, Jin Chu was wearing underwear without exception, sitting stiffly in the wooden barrel, like an old monk in meditation.

Giorgio felt strange in his heart, but he didn't think much about it.

Until the fourth day, when Qiao Jianuo was going to move the barrel to help Jin Chu take a bath, Jin Chu stopped him.

"My hands are already healed." Jin Chu said, "I can take a bath by myself."

"So fast?" Giorjano said.

"Yes." Jin Chu said.

"Really?" Qiao Jianuo stared at Jin Chu suspiciously.

"Really." Jin Chu looked at Qiao Jianuo frankly.

"……All right."

Qiao Jianuo had no choice but to let Jin Chu into the bathroom alone.

Unexpectedly, it took two hours for Jin Chu to go in like this. Qiao Jianuo sat on the sofa with his arms crossed and waited. After the sound of water in the bathroom disappeared for a long time, Jin Chu still had no intention of coming out.

Giorgano was restless, got up and walked back and forth in front of the bathroom door.

Chen Yue passing by finally couldn't stand it anymore, and took Qiao Jianuo back to sit on the sofa: "Can you give Xiao Chu a little private space? People who don't know think you are Xiao Chu's real mother."

Qiao Jianuo's ears turned red from what Chen Yue said, and he scratched his hair irritably: "His hands are not convenient to use force, I am worried that something will happen to him when he is alone."

Chen Yue said firmly: "There will be no problems with him."

Giorgio still worried: "What if?"

"If there is an emergency, he will definitely say it. You see, the distance between us and the bathroom is only four or five meters, and there is only one door away from Xiao Chu. No matter what problem he has, we can help him as soon as possible. , the premise is that there is a problem."

Giorgano looked down at the floor, although he didn't say anything, but his face was still full of worry.

"Son, it's wrong for you to do this." Chen Yue sighed, and after thinking about it, she decided to say what she had been holding back in her heart all along, "Didn't you realize that you paid too much attention to Xiao Chu? Didn't Mom say that your It's not right, but you have to have a degree in everything, you can care about Xiao Chu, but you can't wantonly invade his life in the name of caring for him, right?"

"I..." Giorgio opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

He didn't know how to refute Chen Yue's words.

Taking a closer look, he actually felt that every word Chen Yue said was correct, and pointed out his living conditions in the past few years.

Chen Yue looked at Qiao Jianuo's bewildered face, and felt distressed. She gently rubbed Qiao Jianuo's hair, and then said: "Maybe you spent too long with Xiao Chu, so you didn't realize that Xiao Chu had already You are 13 years old, and you are also 12 years old. Children of this age have worries, secrets, and a sense of shame. Didn’t you say that Xiao Chu always wears underwear when you help him take a bath? That means he is shy .”

Chen Yue spoke clearly and logically, like a gust of wind, blowing away the smog in front of Qiao Jianuo.

He had a sense of enlightenment.

In fact, he himself is used to carelessness. He has never raised a child in his previous life, nor had he met such a sensitive friend as Jin Chu when he was young, so he will naturally ignore many details.

Giorgano returned to the bedroom, climbed into bed and lay down for a while, when he heard the creaking sound of the door being pushed open, he hurriedly looked around.

It was Jin Chu who came in.

However, Jin Chu looked a bit embarrassed, his hair was blown half wet, his pajamas were twisted on his body, and there was a new and very conspicuous bruise on his neck, which should be in the bathroom Li accidentally bumped into something.

Jin Chu also seemed to feel awkward, raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Jianuo, then quickly lowered his eyelids, and then got into the bed on the lower bunk.

Qiao Jianuo originally wanted to use a hair dryer to dry Jin Chu's hair, but then recalled Jin Chu's avoiding eyes just now, and he stopped his thought abruptly.

After hesitating for a long time, Giorgano sighed and lay back on the bed.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, and the words Chen Yue said not long ago echoed inexplicably in his mind.

Jin Chu is 13 years old.

That's right, it's already the age where you can fall in love early...