I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Tang Le has a lot of things to do on weekends, such as Tang Hai, who is pressed like a stone in his heart, but the household registration department is closed on weekends, so he has to wait until the end of the week.

But during the week, it is really difficult to get leave from the head teacher, especially for a poor student like him, so Tang Le plans to go next week when there are two classes in the early afternoon.

On weekends, all his energy is concentrated on one thing, finding a part-time job.

Ever since Tang Le had the idea of ​​finding a part-time job, he began to look around, but those who paid more money went to work for a long time, and those who hired part-time jobs were hard to find, especially some technical jobs, which he had never even seen before. There is no such assurance that it can be learned in a short period of time.

So this weekend he will see places that post "Hiring part-time workers", such as restaurants, such as clothing stores, but they give a unified answer: no child labor.

Although Tang Le has officially passed his 14th birthday, no matter from which point of view, he looks like an underdeveloped elementary school student. With his baby face, it is impossible for him to be taller than the second year of junior high school.

So no matter how he explained, there was still no such thing as an ID card or household registration book, and he didn't have an ID card, and the household registration book didn't know whether he existed, and there was nothing he could do.

Tang Le was a little discouraged. After running for two days, except for the sweat all over his body, he had nothing to gain.

So when Tang Le carried his bag on his back and stood on the second floor of "Bathing Takako", Zhou Fan stared at him who was panting.

"It's the beginning of winter, and it's understandable for me to sweat in the sauna all day. What's your situation? Triathlon?" Zhou Fan said, looking at the sweat on his forehead.

"I went to the front line to carry explosives and explosives." Tang Le said angrily.

"Amazing, Tang Jiguang." Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows following his words.

"Yes, Zhou Cunrui." Tang Le gave him a white look.

After Tang Le and him finished talking, they turned around, opened the door of the locker, and began to take off their clothes one by one, but there was a stare behind her that was directly attached to her body, without the slightest concealment .

"I'll take off my clothes, don't keep looking at me." Tang Le turned her head a little embarrassed.

"I don't have it," Zhou Fan said, strode over to his side, simply put his arms on the cabinet, and looked down at him: "I'm obviously looking at it openly."

Tang Le glanced at him sideways: "...Go and play."

"Oh, I'm bored," Zhou Fan smiled: "There are no people here at this time, and no one I know is here, of course there is nothing else interesting except you, so I can only find fun from you gone."

"On me?" Tang Le didn't raise her head.

"That's right, it's on you. I haven't seen a boy as white as you, and your legs are straight and long, like a little girl. You can't usually see it." Zhou Fan commented without changing his face, but it provoked Tang Le blushed.

"...Are you bored or not!" Tang Le felt uncomfortable being stared at by him.

"I'm just bored!" Zhou Fan looked at him.

"..."

Tang Le, completely speechless, had no choice but to let him cling to him like a sloth.

However, the sloth stared at him endlessly until he was reduced to a pair of underwear, without looking away.

Tang Le rubbed the edge of his panties, took them off without the embarrassment, turned his head, his eyes glowed on his flushed cheeks, and he looked up at Zhou Fan with a shameful and innocent expression: "Still watching?! "

Seeing that the child was about to explode, Zhou Fan quickly covered his eyes: "Take it off, I won't watch it now."

"..."

It's as if if you don't watch it now, you won't watch it when you take a shower!

Forget it, it's just a frank meeting between brothers.

Tang Le thought simply.

Sure enough, as soon as Tang Le turned on the shower, after the warm water splashed on his face, when he closed his eyes and enjoyed the brief damp heat, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder with a "slap", which scared Tang Le Almost slipped and fell to the ground.

"Damn?" Tang Le wiped his face.

"It's so easy to scare. You are usually so strong when you are beaten. I didn't expect it to be so fun." Zhou Fan smiled and turned on the shower next to him, and the sound of clattering rang in the bathroom.

There were only two uncles taking a bath on the opposite side. The two of them were not talking loudly, and the sound of the water was enough to cover their voices. Tang Le turned to look at him.

Tang Le frowned: "Childish."

"Yes, I'm post-zero." Zhou Fan said and patted the shoulder over which he slid the hot water.

Tang Le rolled his eyes at him: "After [-]?"

"Then I'm afraid I have to climb out of the grave to trim the grass." Zhou Fan said helplessly.

"It's time, see you next Qingming." Tang Le said calmly without mercy.

Zhou Fan was a little aggrieved: "Child, you obviously admire me, why do you despise me so much?"

"There is no conflict between disliking you and admiring you." Tang Le said, "What you did and said simply forced me to dislike you."

"Boss wanted to cry when he heard that." Zhou Fan wept.

Talking about what kind of experience it is for my little follower to dislike me every day, clearly and secretly adore me, but there are only a few words on my mouth to express my dislike.

Tang Le frowned and tried to explain: "You are really good at business, but you are really good at other things, um..." Very stupid.

He didn't go on, just pursed his lips and nodded in understanding.

Zhou Fan seemed to understand the meaning in Tang Le's eyes. He made a heartbroken expression, and then leaned on the wall with one hand and covered his eyes with the other:

"Stop talking, the grass on the grave is too long, it hurts your eyes."

Tang Le didn't hold back, and laughed out tremblingly. In a blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered that he was naked in front of Zhou Fan, and there was a shivering thing shaking with his movements underneath. Even more nervous.

Especially Zhou Fan is still wearing a pair of boxer briefs, if you want to see each other, you have to look at each other, it's not fair!

Tang Le clicked his tongue, turned his back directly, and turned his back to him.

It's so embarrassing to be so bare.

It was obviously to relieve the embarrassment that I forced myself to come here to take a bath. Why is the scene more embarrassing than I imagined!

But he didn't know that while he was facing Zhou Fan with his back, it was a huge test for the people behind him.

The hot water slid over Zhou Fan's firm abdominal muscles, outlining beautiful muscle curves.It was only then that he took a closer look at Tang Le's body. There were large and small scars all over his back, whether deep or shallow, but large and small enough to shock people. The new flesh protruded from the scars, and then healed into a hideous shape.

How painful must it be?

Zhou Fan didn't dare to think about it. He used to be easily injured when he was practicing Taekwondo, but most of them were bruises or bruises, and he rarely had such wounds that almost seemed to be cut open by a knife.people

Even if I was accidentally scratched by a knife, I would have to scratch my heart and lungs for several days. How painful is this kind of bloody big wound!

It was hard for him to imagine how these injuries were left, and Tang Le's expression of despair and paleness at the moment they were left, whether it was numb trembling or painful tears, he didn't dare to think about it.

Zhou Fan's hand involuntarily stepped forward and touched a scar that was still crimson. The wound was irregular, as if it had been stabbed suddenly by some sharp and irregular thing, and then cut open.

When the fingertips touched the opened flesh, Tang Le's body trembled involuntarily. He frowned and turned around, but his face was obviously a little pale.

The stinging pain of this kind of wound dripping with water must be unbearable.

Tang Le hissed, his pale lips parted slightly: "What are you doing?"

"Kid, how did you get these...?" Zhou Fan asked cautiously.

Tang Le paused, turned her face away: "Don't ask."

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Fan immediately shifted the question when he heard the sound.

Tang Le thought for a while, but still answered truthfully: "Well, it's a bit stinging."

"I'll take you to the hospital for a bandage later." Zhou Fan said with a frown.

"Farewell." Seeing this, Tang Le quickly grabbed his arm, held his wrist firmly with warm little hands, and continued: "Really, no need."

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, but still asked: "Then do you have medicine at home?"

"Yes, I wipe it every day." Tang Le said against his will.

In fact, his wound has been more than half a month, and the reason why he is still half dead is that he has no money to buy medicine, and his wound is broken by violent movements every three days, and it will be more difficult to heal if it continues like this over and over again.

"I have better medicine, if you are still not well, remember to come and get it." Zhou Fan said

"En." Tang Le nodded.

A young man opened the door and came in, then raised the "Back Scrub" sign in his hand and shook it, Zhou Fan nodded to him knowingly, then turned around, the sudden approach made Tang Le's body tremble, he You can almost feel the temperature from the other person.

Zhou Fan said in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't move your back for a while, I'll help you, if you accidentally touch the wound yourself, I'll carry you to the hospital, no matter who says it won't work. "

Tang Le froze for a moment, then nodded straight.

"Hey, grandpa will be back in a while." Zhou Fan stroked his wet head like a grandson's head, smiling kindly.

During the speech, the warmth in the air disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Tang Le glared at him, and then slapped the slender hand off his head: "Don't come back, I'll get you all the grass on the grave."

"Don't, grandpa is still waiting to braid it for you, little girl!" Zhou Fan smiled cheaply, and walked over there.

"roll roll roll!"

Tang Le was so annoyed by him, she turned around and washed her hair with her eyes closed, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth that she didn't even notice.

The author has something to say: Zhou Fan: Isn’t this behind the scenes?

ps: There have been too many things in the [-]D recently, so the update is a little bit less, hug the little angels and smack for forgiveness.