This benefactor is not too cold

Tie up Chen Mo's coat that cannot cover his body, take it to the shower, and test the water temperature. Chang Si carefully helps Chen Mo flush and apply shampoo, while Chen Mo sits aside and lets him do the action.

Afraid that it might drip into the eyes, Chang Si told Chen Mo: "Close your eyes."

Chen Mo was sitting well, but when he heard Chang Si say that, he raised his head to look at him.

The bathroom was filled with mist, Chen Mo's eyes were wet, the corners of the eyes were filled with a faint peach color, and water droplets slowly slid down the hair, from the tip of the hair to the side of the face, and finally stopped at the collarbone for a short time, and continued to roll down It fell, and then disappeared into the collar.

Chang Si's previously suppressed blood surged up again, his movements were no longer meticulous at the beginning, his eyes didn't know where to put his eyes, he wrapped Chen Mo in a bath towel, carried him into the bedroom and put him on the sofa, took the pajamas Put it aside for him, turn around and go out: "Change your clothes first, and then dry your hair later."

Chen Mo grabbed Chang Si's sleeve and asked seriously: "It's obvious that I haven't finished washing yet."

Chang Si turned around: "I'm afraid I will bully you."

Chen Mo tilted his head and thought about it, a little curious: "How to bully?"

Chang Si: "You really want to know?"

Chen Mo's eyelashes opened and closed, and his lips moved: "Yes."

Sometimes when dealing with a child who is too curious, it is necessary to teach him a lesson. Thinking about it this way, he touched Chen Mo's lips like a superficial touch, and he let go immediately.

When the two lips separated, Chang Si opened a little distance and looked at Chen Mo: "Are you afraid?"

Chen Mo looked at Chang Si blankly, and lightly licked his lower lip. It was an unintentional move, but it fell into the eyes of those who cared.

There was always a ball of fire jumping in Chang Si's eyes, at first it was just a little flame, and suddenly it became like a prairie fire, burning out the last sliver of reason.

One hand hugged Chen Mo's waist, the other held his cheek, and approached Chen Mo again.

The kisses fell densely on Chen Mo's eyes, and then down to his lips.Chang Si slightly opened her lips, pressed gently on Chen Mo's lips, tilted her head slightly, clamped Chen Mo's lower lip, then loosened the clamp on his upper lip, tossing and turning repeatedly.

Chen Mo couldn't breathe, instinctively sensed the danger, and tried to push away Chang Si, but his wrists were grabbed.

Chang Si glanced at Chen Mo, then opened his teeth with the tip of her tongue, first patiently described the shape inside, and then pressed on step by step as if not giving Chen Mo a chance to escape.

Chen Mo's eyes were half-closed, his expression was slightly drunk, and his chest heaved slightly.The inside of the lower abdomen seemed to be scratched by someone, and it was tickled again and again, sobbing involuntarily, trembling in Chang Si's arms, bowing up quite impatiently, pushing Chang Si's hands indiscriminately. Think: "Uncomfortable."

Chang Si's eyes were already red, but when he heard Chen Mo begging for mercy, his rationality prevailed. He pulled off his pajamas and covered him with a hoarse voice: "Change clothes."

After speaking, I went into the bathroom and rinsed with cold water several times before I calmed down.

After coming out, I found that Chen Mo had honestly changed into his pajamas, and was looking at himself timidly. Chang Si took the hair dryer and walked to Chen Mo, bent down and rubbed his hair a few times: "I know it's uncomfortable, but now I'm afraid." Bar?"

Chen Mo nodded, then shook his head: "I like Chang Si, I'm not afraid of Chang Si."

Chang Sizai never knew that a word of "like" could be so powerful, as if the magma that melted everything was rolling in, and with the tendency to block out the sky, it hit the mountain that had been frozen for thousands of years, and instantly aroused Thousands of feet of smoke and dust.

Chang Si's throat became stagnant, as if a dumb child who had lost his voice for many years suddenly gained the ability to speak, he was ecstatic, but he couldn't believe it: "You said...you like me?"

Chen Mo repeated it several times without hesitation, with the most clear and firm emotions in his eyes: "Yes, I like Chang Si, I like it, I like it, Chen Mo likes Chang Si very much."

Chang Si couldn't speak, just hugged him into his arms and said in a low voice: "Chang Si likes Chen Mo more."

I often think that he can't do anything to Chen Mo while others are in danger, but it's not too much to ask for a promise, right?

Everyone wants to stay with the one they love, and Chang Si can't avoid it, so he bewitched, "Then Chen Mo, would you like to stay with Chang Si forever?"

There was joy in Chen Mo's eyes, but he suddenly stopped talking, and finally he just lowered his head and shook it gently.

Chang Si had guessed what he was scruples about, what he was resisting, or what he was afraid of.

Chen Mo has been insecure for a long time, and the slowness and indifference shown outside is just his umbrella.From his occasional skin in front of Xia Lili, it can be seen that Chen Mo, like Pei Yucheng, has a young heart in his bones, but the long-term self-protection makes him more inclined to wrap up the inside in most cases.

Chang Si put her hand on Chen Mo's hair and gently rubbed it: "It's okay, I can wait as long as I want."

Chen Mo bit his lip, looked up and down Chang Si.

The hair was almost dry, Chang Si carried Chen Mo to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and kissed Chen Mo's forehead: "Okay, it's time to sleep."

When Chen Mo left, he held Chang Si's hand again, his eyes were black and bright.

Chang Si tried to imagine with Chen Mo's current thinking, and finally frowned and asked: "You don't want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

Chen Mo nodded hurriedly, his eyes sparkling brightly.

Chang Si was a little confused as to whether Chen Mo's liking was what he meant.

Sighing, he sat next to Chen Mo: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple. The old monk adopted a young monk, and later the young monk became an old monk, and the old monk adopted... "

Chen Mo squeezed Chang Si's face in dissatisfaction: "What are you talking about!"

Chang Si took Chen Mo's troubled hands into his arms, thought for a while and said, "Do you know why the moon always looks the same?"

Chen Mo looked at him with wide eyes, with a serious expression as if he was wondering if there was something wrong with Chang Si's eyesight: "Won't it become round, narrow, or curved?"

Chang Si laughed: "I mean you can only see the front of the moon, not the back."

Chen Mo: "Oh, why?"

Chang Si lowered her head and rubbed Chen Mo's nose with the tip of her nose: "Because of tidal locking, tidal locking is the locking of the earth to the moon, so that it always faces the human beings with the same face, no matter how many years, it will not change, even if the sea changes and the stars change. .”

Sticking it to Chen Mo's ear again, his voice was low and low: "Just like I did to you."

There was wind blowing through the ears, itching, numbness, Chen Mo didn't know why his heart was beating hard, his face was a little hot, and he pushed Chang Si's face away: "itch."

Chang Si stopped teasing Chen Mo, glanced at the time, and formally told his bedtime story, like a physics teacher in a middle school class, dragging a long tone: "Both 6000 series and 7000 series aluminum alloys are age-hardenable. 'Aluminum alloy materials. When they are heated to a certain temperature, their internal structure will change and produce fine precipitates. The phenomenon of strengthening the material by such precipitates is called precipitation hardening or age hardening..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Mo had already turned his head, sleeping so hard that he didn't know what night it was.

Chen Mo's reaction was all expected, Chang Si chuckled and recalled the scene during the day.

During the day, Chang Si and Ji Chen left. Bai Zhi said "There is no profiteer, no businessman", and suggested that those who want to find profiteers should start with profiteers. Came down and found nothing.

In fact, it is futile to think about it. As the saying goes: "People's hearts are separated from their belly."

Even if there are monstrous desires, even if there are thoughts of doing evil, but under the cover of the skin, under the cover of the bright and decent clothes, how can it be easily seen through?

When the three of them were saying goodbye in the evening, Jichen called Chang Si: "In the six realms, each walks its own way. If you live in the world for a day, your mana seat will not be returned to you. If you accidentally get it, you are very likely to be in trouble." Even if you are in a situation where there is no redemption, why don’t you go back to the demon world?”

Chang Si thinks his question is funny: "I miss the atmosphere of fireworks in this world, even though the human world has a lot of criticisms from other five worlds, I still hope that I can be with Chen Mo in this world, like thousands of ordinary couples, cuddling together , grow old together."

“Like sitting in the living room this morning and hearing the sound of glasses clinking against the sink in the bathroom. Picture him moving in there, which toothbrush he’s using, and whether it’s because of the peppermint smell. It’s too obvious to frown, it’s obviously a very sparse and ordinary morning, but it’s extremely satisfying. It’s as if my previous 2000 years were just a sleepless night, and it’s only with him that it becomes vivid.”

Chang Si looked at Chen Mo, under the light, he could see the soft fluff on Chen Mo's face, he couldn't help but rub his fingers on his cheeks, how could such a person let go?Naturally, I am reluctant, unable to give up, and unwilling to give up.

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