I was pampered after my fake marriage with the president

Standing in Zuo Fan's bathroom, Jian Xun was stunned for a minute——how did things... develop to this point?

I, on the first day of winter vacation, at one o'clock in the middle of the night, took a shower in the room of a man who had only seen two sides.

It's just... so magical.

Zoshige's bathroom is very much in the style of the owner, that is - very neat and simple.Men’s toiletries on the sink are arranged neatly, even sorted by height. It can be seen that the owner has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. The decoration of the entire bathroom is mainly white, and the bottles and jars are mainly gray. Not an iota of extra color.

Jian Xun picked up Zuo Fan's aftershave and smelled it, and suddenly became envious, this is the smell of a man, it doesn't look like him, because he doesn't have a long beard, so he doesn't need this thing.

Forget it, people are more angry than others, let's take a bath.

As he said, Jian Xun washed very quickly. He didn't dare to waste too much time, so he hurriedly put on his pajamas and went out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Sashige wearing glasses and sitting at the desk working.

Hearing the sound of the door, Zuo Fan looked up, wondering if it was Jian Xun's illusion, he felt that Zuo Fan's eyes swept him from head to toe, especially staying for a long time at his collarbone and ankle exposed outside his pajamas .

"That..." Jian Xun stood still at the door of the bathroom, holding the changed clothes and said, "I didn't bring shower gel, so I used yours..." Jian Xun said sorry, "But I only used it. A little bit, don't you mind?"

Zuo Fan's eyes moved: "Come here."

"what?"

"come over."

Facing Zuo Fan, Jian Xun was still a little scared, because his words seemed to have an irresistible sense of command, so he could only walk over slowly.

As soon as he walked over, he realized that there was a little white cat lying on Zuo Fan's lap.

"Eh?!"

Good, so cute! ! !

At that moment, Jian Xun felt his heart was hit.

"This is your cat?" He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch it. He stretched halfway out when he suddenly realized that the white cat was lying between Zuo Fan's legs. I held back for a lifetime.

"Come closer," Zuo Fan said.

"what?"

"Let it get used to your smell. My cat is born. If it doesn't get used to your smell quickly, it will attack you when it sees you in this house."

"That's it." After hearing this, Jian Xun hurriedly bent down, and put his face close to the cat's sniff.

The little white cat raised its head, sniffed hard at the tip of his nose, smelled the smell it had always been familiar with, its eyes lit up, and "meow, meow" kissed him affectionately.

Jian Xun smiled and said, "It's so itchy."

It's obviously a passionate cat, how could it be born?

At this time, he felt the warm breath coming from his neck, he straightened up suddenly, and found that Zuo Fan looked as usual, and looked at him leisurely with his chin propped on one hand.

Jian Xun was stunned: Just now... It was my illusion... Why did I feel that he just smelled my neck?

No no no impossible!

I was paranoid, how could Zuofan do such a perverted thing!

He looks like a cold and aloof president who wants nothing.

"It quite likes you." Zuo Fan said lightly.

"Yes, I found out that I have a real relationship with white cats. When I was in junior high school, there was a little white cat on the roof of the school. My friends and I at that time often went to feed it. The cat looks a little bit like it."

"Really." Zuo Fan's eyes darkened a few degrees, "Do you still remember the friend who fed the cat together in junior high?"

"Of course." Jian Xun nodded affirmatively.

Zuo Fan's lips moved: "It's been so long, you still remember."

"He's a nice guy."

Zuo Fan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the hand that was naturally hanging on the mouth tightened slightly, as if he was holding back something.

"By the way, how big is it?"

"8 years old."

"My God, they are so old." Jian Xun stroked the white cat, "If the cat in my school was still alive, it would be about this age." Jian Xun raised his head and asked, "What's its name?"

"There is no name yet." Zuo Fan stared at him from the beginning to the end, his tone was as calm as water, "You can help me get one."

"Me? I'm not good at picking names..." Jian Xun scratched his head, "Why don't we just call it Bread?"

Zuo Fan finally curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Okay."

Jian Xun touched the white cat's head: "Bread, do you like your new name?"

The white cat rubbed against his fingers docilely, as if it understood the name.

Jian Xun was surprised: "Wow, this cat is too smart."

Zuo Fan smiled without saying a word.

He originally wanted to play with the cat for a while, but it was too late now, and it was too late to disturb Zuo Fan's rest, so he said, "Then I'll go back to my room first." Then he planned to leave with his dirty clothes in his arms.

Zuo Fan suddenly stopped him: "Just put your clothes in the laundry basket in the bathroom."

Jian Xun paused: "Put it here?"

No, not so good...

In my mess of dirty clothes, there are also the underwear I just changed, so I have the nerve to put them in your bathroom.

Zuo Fan said unhurriedly: "Auntie is used to washing clothes from my bathroom every day. If I put them in your room, I'm afraid Auntie will forget."

"Ah, so..." Although Jian Xun had a million reluctances in his heart, Zuo Fan's expression didn't seem to care, so he felt that he didn't need to be so twitchy.

So I put the clothes in the laundry basket in the bathroom.

"I'm going back to my room. Good night, Mr. Zuo."

Zuo Fan has already fallen into work, without raising his head: "Good night."

On the way back to the guest room, Jian Xun thought: Zuo Fan is not as unapproachable as he seems, sometimes he is quite caring in details?For example, I don't want my aunt to run twice to get dirty clothes or something...

(Zuo Tian & Huang Yao & Lin Zejing: No, no, he is just a pervert.)