your name is so tricky

A few days after the incident ended, Hao Fang's mood also improved.In the middle, he went to the countryside by himself, perhaps to let go of his long-standing worries, and this time he saw that the gloom that had lingered on his brows for a long time was gone.The usual Hao Fang finally came back, and Mr. Ao's hands seemed to be recovering quickly. He cooked with one hand after a while, and the taste was the same as before, not much different.

But the saddest thing for Mr. Ao is taking a bath. He is afraid that his hands will get wet, so he always wraps several layers of plastic wrap before taking a bath every day. A layer of dust, thanks to Mr. Ao's lack of cleanliness, otherwise he would have been killed for half a month.

There is a bathtub in Hao Fang’s house, but no one has ever used it. Presumably, they are all old men who would put a big vat of water and make a bubble bath when they are full.Of course, I have never done this kind of bathing at home. I usually go to the hot springs for leisure and entertainment, but I also use wooden barrels for soaking. The water in the bath is generally chaotic. What is added to it, in short, people cannot see the body in it.

Mr. Ao, who has been unable to take a clean bath for a long time, still intends to put the idle bathtub to good use. He brushed it up and down carefully, and then went to the supermarket to buy some things for bathing, such as bath salt towels and so on.After I came back, according to the instructions on the outer packaging of the bath salts, I first poured the bath salts and then put in the water. After a while, the water was only half a tank, but the bubbles inside were almost overflowing.

After three times, five times and two times, he took off his clothes, not even a pair of pants left.Mr. Ao stepped into the bathtub and lay down slowly. The moderate water temperature spread over every inch of skin below his neck. This wonderful feeling made Mr. Ao couldn't help snorting softly, as if his whole body had fallen into the cotton. soft.

Putting in the earphones, Mr. Ao closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the wonderful time.

Hao returned home after class, because the internship period was approaching, and he hadn't gone out for a sports car during this period.In the art academy he attended, he had to go out for an internship in his senior year, and some of them went out in the second half of his junior year earlier.She Fang has already reached his junior year, but he didn't plan to wait until the fourth year. He planned to go out after finishing this semester, that is, after the Chinese New Year.

When I came back, when the sun was setting down, I didn't turn on a light at home, but there was a dim light in the bathroom, and I didn't hear the sound of water, only Mr. Ao's cheerful singing.The voice is still beautiful, if it can be replaced with Chinese songs, maybe Hao Fang will be more willing to listen to it.

Hao Fang is not a peeping tom, but the door is more than half closed, and the remaining gap is just right to see the position of the bathtub from the outside.The person lying inside had earphones on his head, his eyes were closed, and only his arms and head were left outside. The foam floating on his body was shaking and trembling. No matter how you looked at it, it felt weird.

Slowly opened the door and walked in lightly. The person in the bathtub still sang with his eyes closed, without even noticing it.He took out his mobile phone and took a few close-ups of Mr. Ao's face, then took a few steps back and took pictures of the entire bathtub.Stimulated by the flashing light, Mr. Ao finally opened his eyes, and there was an extra person in the room laughing with his mobile phone at some point.

After taking off the earphones, Mr. Ao asked him to bring the phone over to show him.Of course, he didn't care at all that he was photographed taking a bath, but he just wanted to see if he was photogenic and whether the photo looked good.But She Fang stood there and didn't come forward, with a smug smile on his face.The distance between the two was not very far, that is, the length of an arm.

Of course he couldn't guess what Mr. Ao was thinking at this moment, and of course he didn't realize that the danger was approaching him. When he realized that his phone had been snatched, he was also pulled into the bathtub.After being injured, Mr. Ao only used one hand, but it was very easy to deal with Hao Fang.He was very ticklish, and he only exerted a little force on his waist with his right hand, and then he fell into the bathtub weakly, and his whole body was wet except for a pair of shoes.

Wiping the water and foam off his face, he was about to struggle to get up, but a naked body appeared in front of his eyes. The body half covered by the foam was dyed with a layer of halo under the light, which was very ecstatic.Mr. Ao did not shy away from it, stood there straight, checked his mobile phone with his injured right hand, and smiled slightly with his slightly squinted eyes, and then said: "Why didn't I realize that I was so good-looking before. "

Hao Fang stood up, and when he didn't pay attention, water flowed into the shoes along the trousers.Because of the fierce battle just now, the ground is now full of foam, and if you are not careful, you will slip and fall.He stood where he was, not taking off his wet clothes, nor going out.A little bit annoyed in his heart, if only he had half the thick skin of Mr. Ao.

Mr. Ao sat back down again. After this movement, the water in the bathtub overflowed again.He patted the edge of the tank and said: "Come on, take off your clothes, let's take a bath together." Hearing his tone, it seems that we have taken many baths together. When entering, two people must not overlap each other.Of course, what I mind is not the size of the bathtub, but the person in front of me.It's not two little girls, who has seen two old men soaking in a tank of water.

"Go clubbing slowly by yourself. I'm not like you. I'm a grown man who still likes to play with water." After finishing speaking, he closed the shower curtain and took off his clothes through the curtain.

Taking off the wet clothes was particularly difficult, and while taking it off, he muttered about the person next door, as if he always got wet when he was with him.Maybe Mr. Ao was a fish in his previous life, he loves to have fun whenever he encounters water, and gets carried away when he has fun.

He was indeed right, how could Mr. Ao stop like this.Halfway through taking off his clothes, the person outside the curtain came in naked again. Hao Fang looked at him angrily, not knowing what he wanted, and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Mr. Ao held up his injured arm with a flattering expression: "Can you wash my hair for me, I have trouble with one hand."

This request is reasonable and reasonable, and there is no reason to refuse it.Hao Fang only took off his upper body, not his lower body.He stretched out his hand to lower the head in front of him, and picked up the shower with the other hand.I don't know how he washed his hair in the previous days. Hao Fang didn't pay much attention to him. It was like a dark cloud for a while, and he was only immersed in his own emotions. How could he care about Mr. Ao who was injured by him.Feeling a little guilty suddenly in my heart, the strength in my hand was lighter, I put down the shower, squeezed some shampoo, rubbed my hands for a while, and then grabbed his hair.

Mr. Ao's hair should be considered the most orthodox black, with thick roots.Some people say that hard-headed people are also hard-hearted, but they don't know where the hard-heartedness mainly shows.Is it hard-hearted to see a homeless person on the road not giving money?Is it hard-hearted not to like children?Is it hard not to cry?So Mr. Ao doesn't know if his heart is hard, and he can't define it.

One head was washed in a short while, because the foam on the face was not rinsed off because the head was lowered.Mr. Ao raised his head with his eyes closed, and reached out to touch the shower on Hao Fang's hand.Before he could put the shower into his hand, his hand was pinched, and Mr. Ao washed the foam off his face with his hand.Wiping his face with his hands, he opened his eyes and smiled at Hao Fang. The wet eyelashes looked thicker when squeezed together, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he looked better than usual.

Hao Fang was still wearing wet trousers, and he didn't care about it just now because of his playfulness.Fearing that he would catch a cold, he turned on the Yuba, took the shower, and quickly sprayed it on himself: "Wait for me, I will wash off the foam on my body and go out."

In just one or two minutes, Mr. Ao washed all the foam off his body. Hao Fang raised his hand and took out a bath towel from the shelf, threw it on his head, and said without looking sideways: "After washing, hurry up!" Get out." It was still a little cold just now, but once the Yuba was turned on, I didn't feel much, except that the pants were sticking to my body.

Mr. Ao walked out while wiping his hair, not caring that he was still naked.After drying off the water on his body, he put on his nightgown leisurely. The sound of water in the bathroom came out, and he couldn't help smiling. It seems that teasing Hao Fang has become a part of his life. A must have flavoring.

After more than two months, Mr. Ao's plaster cast was finally removed.During the two hurting months, he overcame his addiction to domination.Hao Fang is also quite obedient, if he asks him to help wash his hair, he will wash his hair, and if he asks him to wash his hair, he will give him a bath. In addition to taking a bath with him, he agrees very readily.

Several times, Hao Fang not only had to rub mud for him, but also to prevent his clothes from getting wet, but every time he would get half of his clothes wet, Mr. Ao would get excited and let him take off his clothes wash together.When the matter developed to this point, Hao Fang must have thrown the bath towel and ran out flushed with anger.Only he could feel his blushing, and others couldn't see it, and he didn't know whether the heat on his face was from anger or steam.