You are my rabbit! [Entertainment]

Someone gently pinched her cheeks twice, not too hard, but with a kind of affectionate intimacy.

"If you pinch your face, then you can't be angry." Xi Jia narrowed her eyes with a smile, like a cunning little fox.

You are like this, who has the heart to be angry with you.

Sheng Xichi frowned, and let go of his hands helplessly: "Okay, let's go and change clothes."

"Ok!"

Xi Jia nodded, grabbed her bag, turned around and ran into the changing room.

As soon as the door of the changing room was closed, Xi Jia let out a sigh of relief. He reached into his bag and touched it, and soon his fingertips touched the outline of an ointment.

Xi Jia was relieved.

He really lied just now, it's not that he didn't bring the medicine with him, it's just that he didn't want Sheng Xichi to help.

That look in the afternoon still remained in his mind, and Xi Jia couldn't help but care about it.

This was a dangerous signal, which caused Xi Jia to not dare to have too close contact with Sheng Xichi.

In the afternoon, they accidentally looked at each other, and he felt that Sheng Xichi wanted to kiss him, and if something happened after applying the medicine...

Shijia couldn't even think about it.

Not to mention that he is an idol and can't fall in love at all, Sheng Xichi is also known to hate hype and CP, what if Sheng Xichi mistakenly thinks that he likes him and wants to alienate him?

Anyway, he secretly painted it now, and then he would have a legitimate reason to reject Sheng Xichi.

As long as it's not too intimate, it's definitely fine...

-

The changing room was quiet, Xi Jia hung up the costumes that had been taken off and put them on the hangers.

Standing in front of the mirror, he turned around with some difficulty to see what was behind him in the mirror.

The strangled skin on the waist was already showing signs of bruising, and the area on the back where the steel wire and the rope had been scratched was also red, and some bloodshots could even be seen under the skin.

"..." It looked so serious, like being beaten.

Xi Jia stretched out a finger and lightly touched the red and swollen place.

"hiss……"

It hurts.

Siga's face crumpled into a ball.

I guess it will hurt for a few days...

The cap of the ointment was unscrewed, and a ball of ointment was squeezed out and applied to the wound.

The cold ointment was spread on the skin, relieving the burning pain little by little.

The wound on the waist and crotch was carefully smeared with medicine, but the back...

Xi Jia stretched out her arms and tried to reach up.

"Hiss..." As he moved like this, his back injury was soon involved.

Xi Jia paused, gasping for breath from the pain.

On the back reflected in the mirror, there is still a large piece of injured skin that has not been treated by the ointment, and it is still burning with pain.

he can't reach...

Xi Jia tried several times, but finally gave up.

"..." Forget it, that's all.I can't wipe the places that I can't reach until I go back and ask Zhuang Ziping for help. Anyway, Shengxichi can't be seen.

Xi Jia turned her head to look at the large red marks behind her, picked up the clothes next to her and quickly put them on.

"Teacher Sheng?" When Xi Jia pushed the door out, Sheng Xichi was sitting at the table playing with the little rabbit.

Hearing this, he raised his head, and the corners of his lips curled into an arc: "I thought you fainted in the changing room."

"No." Xi Jia was a little guilty: "It's just that the injury hurts a bit, so I slowed down a bit."

"..." Sheng Xichi nodded in response, and he stretched out his hand: "Give me the bag, and I'll help you."

Xi Jia froze for a moment, but did not refuse.

"Let's go." Sheng Xichi stood up.

He passed by Xi Jia, but his nose suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

"?" Sheng Xichi took a few breaths of uncertainty.

You're right, it does smell like ointment.

Sheng Xichi's eyes fell on the young man who was carrying the rabbit beside him.

Didn't the kid just say that the ointment was in the room and didn't bring it?

Little liar.

Sheng Xichi glanced at Xi Jia calmly, and didn't expose his lie directly to his face.

But in just a few seconds, Sheng Xichi had an idea in his mind.

On the way back, both of them had ghosts in their hearts.

The little calculations in Xi Jia's heart kept ringing until the elevator stopped with a "ding" before he said, "Mr. Sheng, aren't you going back to your room?"

Xi Jia pretended to be confused, her eyes were sincere and innocent.

Shengxichi is a professional actor, how could he not see the little Jiujiu in his heart.

When it comes to acting, he has never lost to anyone: "I just said that I will go back to the room to help you with the medicine, forgot?"

What Xi Jia was waiting for was his words!

Holding the small basket in his arms obediently, he looked up at Sheng Xichi: "Don't bother Mr. Sheng, I already took the medicine when I changed my clothes."

"Oh?" Sheng Xichi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Didn't you just say that the ointment was left in the room?"

"I only found out when I was changing clothes. The ointment was actually in the pocket of my trousers."

His lie was a bit clumsy, but Sheng Xichi had been mentally prepared, but he couldn't help but curl his lips: "Really? I don't believe it, it's not okay to hide illness and avoid medical treatment."

Xi Jia never expected it to be so difficult: "It's true, I've already applied it. If you don't believe me, I smell like ointment."

"..."

It's kind of cute that he's trying so hard to prove himself.

Sheng Xichi did not expose him, but lowered his head very cooperatively, and sniffed at Xi Jia's neck as if to confirm.

The smell that has been lingering in the nose before is stronger, and it is also mixed with Xijia's own herbal fragrance.

Xi Jia didn't expect him to get so close at all, and he froze slightly.

The piece of skin behind the ear was brushed by fine hair tips, which was a little prickly and itchy.

Xi Jia trembled slightly, and her sensitive ears were instantly stained red.

He didn't dare to move, and even his voice trembled a little: "Is...does it smell like ointment? Teacher Sheng, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Sheng Xichi looked at the little red ear in front of him, and his throat was itchy.

If he bites right now and grinds that soft earlobe with his teeth, will the kid turn red immediately?

He gave a low laugh: "Well, there is indeed a medicinal smell."

"..." Xi Jia breathed a sigh of relief: "Right, I didn't lie."

"But is it really wiped all over the back?" Sheng Xichi's words changed.

Sijia stopped for a moment, and the large piece of skin that was out of reach in the changing room just now appeared in his mind.

He hesitated for a moment, and was caught by Sheng Xichi: "It seems that I didn't paint it."

"...No!" Xi Jia suddenly realized.

"Little liar." Sheng Xichi stretched out his hand, and flicked Xi Jia's forehead lightly: "You deliberately behaved to please me again, and now you deliberately deceive others, why are you so bad?"

-

The curtains of the room are half drawn, and the dim sunset shines on the bed through the window.

Sheng Xichi stood leisurely by the bed, and stretched out his hand to Xi Jia: "Ointment."

"..." Xi Jia looked up at him, and silently took out the ointment from her schoolbag.

Seeing the child's twitching and reluctant expression, Sheng Xichi hooked the corners of his lips, and raised his chin towards Xi Jia: "Take off your clothes."

"It's really unnecessary..." Xi Jia wanted to struggle again.

Before he could finish his sentence, he was held back by Sheng Xichi's eyes.

Xi Jia grabbed the hem of the sweater resignedly, and he didn't even avoid it, and took off the clothes in front of Sheng Xichi.

The smile in Sheng Xichi's eyes deepened, and he winked at Xi Jia, motioning him to lie down on the bed.

"..." Xi Jia lay on the bed with her upper body half naked, and buried her head under the quilt sullenly.

As soon as he lay down like this, all the injuries on his back were exposed to Sheng Xichi's eyes.

The piece of skin strangled by Weiya was already red, and the red blood inside could even be seen through the fair skin.

"..." Sheng Xichi frowned, and his expression became serious: "It's so serious..."

The warm fingertips touched the skin lightly: "Does it hurt?"

The shoulder under the palm hides for a while visible to the naked eye, and Xi Jia is not willing to be brave anymore, he nodded sullenly: "Yeah."

"Is this what you said you finished applying the medicine?" Sheng Xichi looked at the back that obviously had no medicine at all, annoyed and funny.

"I plan to wait for Zhuang Ziping to come back and ask him to help me."

Sheng Xichi paused, and became even angrier: "I would rather let Zhuang Ziping help than let me come?"

Xijia froze for a moment.

His head was buried in the pillow, he couldn't see his expression, and even his voice was muffled: "I don't want to trouble Teacher Sheng, you have already helped me enough."

"You don't even want me to help you with such a trivial matter. In your heart, what kind of relationship do we have?"

what relationship?

Xi Jia was stunned for a moment, then turned her head reflexively to see Sheng Xichi's expression.

He frowned slightly, obviously a little unhappy.

The uneasiness in his heart began to gradually spread, Xi Jia lowered her head, her mind was in a mess.

He didn't know what the relationship should be.

Said to be a friend, but Sheng Xichi has been taking care of him unilaterally; said to be a master and apprentice, it seems to be closer...

"I..." Xi Jia opened his mouth: "In my heart, I am the master who taught me, and the elder brother who has always taken care of me. Maybe... can also be a good friend?"

Xi Jia's voice became smaller and smaller, he lowered his head, only showing the round hair on the top of his head.

Sheng Xichi was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

Who wants to be a master brother, I really want to be your boyfriend!

Sheng Xichi took a few deep breaths and kept hypnotizing himself.

He's only nineteen, and he's still a child. It's normal to not understand his own feelings. He needs to cultivate slowly...

shit!

Sheng Xichi's fingertips turned white from exertion, and almost burst the poor ointment.

For a moment, he even wanted to turn around and leave.

This little thing hurts to death, and when it hurts, she knows how to act like a baby and come to beg him.

"... Get down!" Sheng Xichi was not angry, and even his voice was stiff.

Xi Jia didn't even react, and was pushed back on his shoulders.

He still wanted to look back, but a soft pillow directly pressed against the back of his head, and a blunt order came from behind: "Lie down obediently."

Xijia was completely bewildered.

? ? ?What's wrong?Why are you angry again? Did he say something wrong just now?

Xi Jia was lying on the bed in a daze, a slight wind came in from the window, blowing across her bare back.

Sheng Xichi was in a fit of anger, and he didn't dare to hit him directly, so he had to hug the soft pillow aggrievedly.

He is easy!With such a moody...

Sheng Xichi looked down at Xi Jia's back.

Xi Jia doesn't usually exercise too much, her entire back is only covered with thin muscles, her shoulder blades are slightly protruding, and her waist is tight and narrow.

It was beautiful at first, but it was covered with a large number of scars. Although some scratches hadn't bled yet, they were already a little bruised.

Sheng Xichi felt distressed and angry.

If it weren't for the seriousness of your injury, I would leave you alone.

He squeezed out a big ball of ointment and put it on his fingertips as if venting his anger. His expression was fierce as if he wanted to eat people, but when the finger fell down, it was as light as a ball of catkins.

The cold ointment touched the back, and Xijia's whole body trembled slightly.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Xichi's voice sounded a little low, and the strength in his hand was much lighter.

Xi Jia buried her head: "It's okay, it's just a little cold."

Warm fingertips covered it, moving slowly inch by inch, the originally cold ointment was rubbed, and soon became hot with the temperature of the palm.

Xi Jia's skin had been drying outside for a long time, and it was colder than Sheng Xichi's hands at this time.

But the person who applied the medicine to him was slow and slow.

The fingertips stained with ointment touched from the shoulder blade to the waist, as if carrying an electric current, it exploded all the way.

Xi Jia's ears turned red soon, he gritted his teeth, and buried his head in the quilt.

Across a thick layer of obstacles, even the sound sounds muffled.

"Mr. Sheng, can you hurry up?"

Sheng Xichi paused with his fingers: "What's wrong? Did it hurt you?"

"..." Xi Jia was going crazy.

He forcibly endured waves of itching on his back, his voice trembling: "It's better... let's hurry up."

Sheng Xichi frowned, stretched out his hand to get another ball of ointment, and applied it lightly and slowly on purpose.

Xi Jia couldn't bear it anymore and opened her mouth to bite a small corner of the pillow, and soon the small piece of fabric bitten by her teeth became a little wet.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the white ointment was finally attached to the red-stained back little by little.

"..." Sheng Xichi carefully painted the last area completely.

The body under the palm was trembling slightly, Sheng Xichi looked all the way up the spine, and finally found something that was not right.

The setting sun is almost setting, the redness on Xi Jia's body is probably not the effect of the sun.

"Xi Jia?" Sheng Xichi said suddenly.

"Huh?" There was a gasping/breathing sound from the soft pillow, which was very attractive.

Sheng Xichi's scalp exploded violently.

His pupils dilated slightly, and even his originally angry eyes were stained with surprise.

"Siga?"

Sheng Xichi stretched out his hand, grabbed Xi Jia's shoulder, and rescued someone who was smothered in the pillow.

The originally cold white-skinned young man was now like a boiled red shrimp, with no piece of skin from top to bottom that was not red.

He opened his eyes, and there was a shattered glint of water in his beautiful eyes, and even a few drops of water stained his eyelashes: "Mr. Sheng... Teacher Sheng."

The originally soft and waxy voice is now a little hoarse, which makes people feel itchy.

Sheng Xichi raised his eyebrows and understood almost instantly.

A smile quickly climbed up his brows, and the corners of Sheng Xichi's mouth became more and more curved. He looked down meaningfully, and there was an intriguing feeling in his voice.

"I remember, you just said... What do you think I am?"

"elder brother?"

The author has something to say: These days are relatively busy, so the update is not stable, and I will work hard to add more updates on weekends!make a fist!

感谢在2020-10-1509:33:59~2020-10-1622:41:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 iron pillar;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：隋湛39瓶；风洛5瓶；小灯泡4瓶；莲茗3瓶；小夜曲2瓶；铁柱、墨琪1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!