Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Ji Xiaohuan's breathing is very quiet and calm, every breath seems to be teasing Kuang Mu's heart.

Kuang Mu carefully stared at Ji Xiaohuan's eyes, and moved his little head forward little by little, like a cat that wants to steal food, afraid that Ji Xiaohuan would open his eyes suddenly.

At this time, the phone beside Ji Xiaohuan's bed rang, the ringtone was sharp and piercing, which shocked Kuang Mu's tense nerves.

He trembled all over, immediately closed his eyes, and shrunk his face under the quilt.

Kuang Mu's face was very close to Ji Xiaohuan's, their noses were almost touching, and Kuang Mu could even feel Ji Xiaohuan's eyes opening.

Ji Xiaohuan opened his eyes and looked at Kuang Mu, then supported the bed with one hand, sat up, and turned off the phone.

Then a pair of big hands stroked Kuang Mu's forehead.

When the warm hands touched Kuang Mu's forehead, Kuang Mu's heart tightened, he unconsciously clenched his toes, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, his mouth was hidden under the quilt, and the tip of his teeth bit his lower lip , I'm afraid that Ji Xiaohuan will see the clue.

But Ji Xiaohuan didn't seem to notice these details, he tested the temperature of Kuang Mu's forehead with his hand, then withdrew his hand, lifted the quilt and went out from the bedroom.

Kuang Mu opened his eyes, looked at the door, raised his hand tremblingly and touched his forehead.

After a while, the sound of footsteps outside the door sounded again, and Kuang Mu quickly closed his eyes.

Ji Xiaohuan walked to Kuang Mu's bed, put a cup of hot water in front of the bed, and a thermometer.

"Kuang Mu."

He called Kuang Mu, and Kuang Mu pretended to just get up, buried half of his face in the quilt, opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes, and looked at Ji Xiaohuan sleepily.

"In between." Ji Xiaohuan said.

Kuang Mu sat up, put his hands into his body along the corner of his clothes, and held them obediently.

Ji Xiaohuan sat by the bed with his mobile phone, waiting for Kuang Mu to take his body temperature. Kuang Mu turned his head sideways and looked at Ji Xiaohuan's face with bright eyes.

He was indeed a little delirious last night, but he didn't completely forget what happened last night. On the contrary, he remembered everything clearly.

He remembered that he hugged Ji Xiaohuan, he remembered that Ji Xiaohuan coaxed him softly, and he even remembered that Ji Xiaohuan carried him into the living room.

That action was shameful, his thighs were wrapped around Ji Xiaohuan's waist, as if he was hugging a child who hadn't grown up.

But when Kuang Mu thought about it, his face would heat up. The two of them were so close that they could even feel Ji Xiaohuan's bulge somewhere.

But thinking that it was Ji Xiaohuan hugging him, all the shame disappeared, and he even wanted Ji Xiaohuan to hug him for a while longer.

They also slept in the same bed last night.

He also called his brother, and Ji Xiaohuan complied......

Thinking of this, Kuang Mu felt that it was worth it even if he was bitten by that blue spider last night.

"Brother..." Kuang Mu called out cautiously, with a touch of testing.

This is the first time Kuang Mu called Ji Xiaohuan while awake after the two reunited.

Ji Xiaohuan was sitting on the bed and swiping his phone, when he heard that he hummed subconsciously, it took him a while to realize, and turned his head to meet Kuang Mu's smiling eyes.

Kuang Mu's expression was still not very good, but the corners of his mouth were pursed lightly, and he smiled lightly, no matter how beautiful that look was, the coldness before was wiped away.

He rarely smiles, especially when he smiles so sweetly.

"Brother, did you sleep here the whole time last night?" Kuang Mu asked.

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his head and continued to look at the phone, and gave a cold hum, he was not used to Kuang Mu's current state, and it was inevitable that he would resist Kuang Mu's sudden enthusiasm.

But when Kuang Mu got Ji Xiaohuan's answer, he couldn't stop the smile on his face.

He was wearing loose pajamas, with his delicate collarbone exposed crookedly at the neckline. He sat on the bed with his head crooked like a puppy. The sun shone on his head through the gap in the curtains, and his hair was reflected golden. Yellow, the whole person is full of warmth.

Even if Ji Xiaohuan didn't look at Kuang Mu, he was stabbed by his burning eyes.

The movement of his hand playing the game slowed down a lot, and it wasn't until he finished the game that Ji Xiaohuan raised his head, met Kuang Mu's gaze, and asked, "What nightmare did you have last night?"

Then Ji Xiaohuan saw Kuang Mu trembling all over, as if recalling something bad, all the warmth on his body was dissipated by a large pot of water, his face froze with a smile, and then he lowered his eyes, his face pale. It also faded a little bit.

Seeing his appearance, Ji Xiaohuan felt relieved.

In fact, he didn't really want Kuang Mu's answer, those were the dreams that could make Kuang Mu hold Ji Xiaohuan in fear and never let go.

Kuang Mu wouldn't want to say it, and Ji Xiaohuan wouldn't want to hear it either.

"Bring me the thermometer." Ji Xiaohuan stretched out his hand.

Kuang Mu lowered his head, put his hands in his loose pajamas, took out the thermometer and handed it to Ji Xiaohuan.

"38.5 degrees, I will ask the teacher for a leave today for you, and you can rest at home." Ji Xiaohuan flicked the thermometer, and added: "Don't forget to eat and take medicine."

"I want to go to school." Kuang Mu blurted out.

If he goes to school, he can look at Ji Xiaohuan through the window from time to time, and he can walk home from school with Ji Xiaohuan, that is the time he looks forward to most every day.

But now that Ji Xiaohuan asked him to ask for leave to stay at home, it meant that he would not see Ji Xiaohuan for a day.

Ji Xiaohuan supported the bedside table with one hand, raised the thermometer on his hand, and repeated: "38.5 degrees, are you going to class?"

Ji Xiaohuan's tone carried an aura of calmness and prestige, and Kuang Mu didn't dare to refute anything in an instant, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid at home alone..."

Sure enough, Ji Xiaohuan paused for a moment, and it happened that Xiaobai walked into the bedroom at this time, hunched over and rubbed against Ji Xiaohuan's legs.

Ji Xiaohuan laughed, put his toes on Xiaobai's back, and said to Kuang Mu, "Xiaobai is with you."

Once Kuang Mu's body has a fever, it is difficult to bring it down. His body temperature has remained at a low-grade state for two consecutive days. Although it is not enough to go to the hospital for an injection, Ji Xiaohuan does not allow him to go to school, so he can only rest at home. .

Kuang Mu had just had lunch at noon that day when the elevator arrived with a ding.

Kuang Mu sat on the sofa and turned around, watching Ji Xiaohuan come out of the elevator in surprise.

In the past, Ji Xiaohuan ate at school at noon and never went home, but today he not only went home, he also brought a little boy back with him.

Ji Xiaohuan carried a small schoolbag for the boy, pointed to the shoe cabinet next to him and said, "Change your shoes here."

The boy lowered his head and changed his shoes without saying a word.

Kuang Mu stood up from the sofa, looked at the two people at the door, Ji Xiaohuan looked up at Kuang Mu, and asked, "Is there any lunch left?"

"Also, haven't you eaten?"

"I ate, but he didn't." Ji Xiaohuan pointed to the boy.

After he finished speaking, Kuang Mu's eyes were fixed on the boy again, just as the boy had changed his shoes, raised his head, and when he met Kuang Mu's gaze, he bent his eyes and showed a friendly smile.

Kuang Mu frowned subconsciously, he felt that the boy's face looked very immature, but there was an appearance that did not match his age.

It's not right to say it's handsome, it's not right to say it's beautiful, it's more like something in between, but it's much better.

Even though Kuang Mu didn't care about other people's looks, the boy's appearance still surprised him a bit.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't seem to intend to say anything to Kuang Mudo, he pushed the boy by the shoulders and took him to the bathroom, told the boy to wash his hands with those things, then took him to the refrigerator, told him that those things can be eaten can not eat.

The boy held Ji Xiaohuan's hand the whole time, didn't say a word, just nodded with a smile.

Seeing Ji Xiaohuan's careful look, Kuang Mu's heart actually started to turn sore, he looked at the little boy, and couldn't help thinking about the past again.

At that time, Ji Xiaohuan would only hold his hand like this...

Once he started to think, he couldn't stop, Kuang Mu quickly suppressed his thoughts, turned around and walked into the kitchen to start heating the food, twisting the microwave oven in his hand, but his ears were keenly listening to the movement outside.

Ji Xiaohuan patiently introduced everything about the family to the boy, detailing everything.

Kuang Mu listened and began to ponder again, who is this boy?What is the relationship between Ji Xiaohuan and him?Is he going to live in Ji Xiaohuan's house?How long will you stay?

If he wants to live in, will Ji Xiaohuan ignore him?

Kuang Mu stood in the kitchen, staring at the timer on the microwave in a daze, his mind was in a mess, and all the thoughts popped up for a while.

Kuang Muzhao slapped himself hard on the forehead twice.

"Is the food ready?" Ji Xiaohuan stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Kuang Mu's movements inexplicably.

Kuang Mu suddenly came back to his senses, and stared at Ji Xiaohuan in a daze.

Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a school uniform, leaning on the door frame with one hand, and seeing Kuang Mu's dazed look, he walked straight into the room, brought out the already heated dish from the microwave oven, and swiftly put another dish put it in.

"You go out first, I'll heat up the food." Ji Xiaohuan said.

"Oh good..." Kuang Mu nodded, turned around and wanted to go outside, but just took two steps and turned around again, wanting to ask about the little boy Ji Xiaohuan .

In the end, he spoke to Mu Yu, but he still didn't ask anything, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

In the living room, the boy was squatting on the ground to play with Xiao Bai. He raised his hand and touched Xiao Bai's chin.

In the past, Xiao Bai always wanted to see Kuang Mu, even if it was only Kuang Mu and him staying at home alone, feeding him food and canned cat food every day, Xiao Bai still seemed unwilling to talk to Kuang Mu.

Seeing the boy playing so well with Xiaobai, Kuang Mu started to feel jealous again.

It didn't take long for Ji Xiaohuan to heat up the food, put it on the table, and said to the boy, "Ji Shili, come and eat."

The boy immediately withdrew his hand, ran to the kitchen to give a hand first, and ran to the dining table obediently to eat.

Kuang Mu was taken aback when he heard the name. He always felt that the name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Before he could fully figure out where he heard the name, Ji Xiaohuan first opened his mouth to explain. He patted Ji Shili on the shoulder and said, "This is my cousin Ji Shili, you have met him before."

"I have seen?"

"It was the New Year's Eve in the amusement park."

When Ji Xiaohuan said this, Kuang Mu immediately remembered.

One year during the Chinese New Year, Kuang Jinshan was busy with projects in other places, and Kuang Mu was placed at Ji Xiaohuan's home for the New Year.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year that year, members of Ji's family gathered at Ji Mingyi's house one after another. They were chatting at home in a row early in the morning. Seeing that the children were bored, Ji Mingyi took the children to the amusement park. Among them, Ji Mingyi brought the smallest little one, Ji Shili.

He was only three years old at that time, and he couldn't even walk steadily. He always had to be hugged by Ji Mingyi when he stopped and stopped all the way. The older children followed Ji Xiaohuan and ran around in the amusement park. Only Ji Shili looked at the people in the canteen. Mickey Lollipop refused to leave, and opened his mouth to cry as soon as he left. In the end, Ji Mingyi had no choice but to hug him and rest in the snack shop.

Kuang Mu's only influence on Ji Shili was his pair of light brown eyes, but he didn't expect that after seven years, Ji Shili had changed so much.

Ji Shili was eating, Ji Xiaohuan bumped Ji Shili's arm again and said, "This is brother Kuang Mu."

Ji Shili raised his head and looked at Kuang Mu quietly with those light brown eyes.

"Hello." Kuang Mu said.

Ji Shili smiled at Kuang Mu, and he showed a few small white teeth. When Kuang Mu thought he was about to say something, he didn't respond, and lowered his head and started eating again.

Ji Xiaohuan said to Kuang Mu: "Shi Li's parents have something to do these few days, he needs to stay at home for two days first."

"it is good."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiaohuan turned around and was about to leave, but Kuang Mu grabbed his clothes and said, "Wait a minute."

After he finished speaking, Kuang Mu trotted into the kitchen, only to hear a lot of fuss in the kitchen. When he came out, he held a small thermos cup in his hand, and handed it to Ji Xiaohuan: "This is for you. you."

"What is this?" Ji Xiaohuan asked, turning his head sideways and pressing the button of the elevator.

There was no expression on Kuang Mu's face, but he pursed his lips uncomfortably and said, "This is the chicken soup I made this morning. It just finished. You can take a cup to school to drink."

Ji Xiaohuan didn't take it: "I'll talk about it when I come back tonight."

"I'll finish it when you come back at night." Kuang Mu persistently passed the thermos forward.

As soon as Kuang Mu finished speaking, the elevator arrived with a ding, and Ji Xiaohuan pushed the thermos cup aside and said, "Then you can drink it up, don't keep it for me."

"Then I won't drink anymore." Kuang Mu puffed his mouth and said again.

Ji Xiaohuan looked back at him, Kuang Mu's hand was still raised, stubbornly standing where he was.

He cooked that bowl of soup specially for Ji Xiaohuan. Since Ji Xiaohuan left at seven o'clock in the morning, he has been busy until now, even skimming off the oil on top of the soup.

Ji Xiaohuan thought for a while, took the thermos from Kuang Mu's hand, turned and walked into the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, Kuang Mu withdrew his hand, lowered his head and rubbed his toes on the ground contentedly.

When he turned his head and met Ji Shili's eyes, Ji Shili's eyes were still smiling, and Kuang Mu was taken aback.

Then Ji Shili stood up with the finished bowl and walked towards the kitchen. Kuang Mu quickly stepped forward, raised his hand to take the bowl in his hand and said, "I'll clean it up, you go play."

Ji Shili shook his head, and made a gesture at Kuang Mubi with one hand.

Kuang Mu frowned and didn't understand what Ji Shili meant, so Ji Shili pointed at himself again, and then Kuang Mu realized that Ji Shili wanted him to clean up by himself.

So Kuang Mu stood aside, watching Ji Shili busily bring all the bowls on the table to the kitchen, then he washed his hands, took out a piece of paper and pen from nowhere, and drew on it is written.

——I’ll wash the dishes, Brother Kuang Mu, you’ve worked hard cooking.

Kuang Mu bent down to take the note, and only after seeing the content on it did he realize that Ji Shili might not be able to speak.

Kuang Mu held the paper in his hand, and his head was a little dazed for a moment.

In his memory, the three-year-old Ji Shili could talk, he cried loudly, and when he saw the candy, he pestered Ji Mingyi to buy him candy, and his little uncle screamed very clearly, why can't he talk now?

"You..." Kuang Mu bit his mouth and hesitated for a while, pointed to his mouth with his finger, and said with difficulty: "What's wrong with your throat?"

Ji Shili still looked at him with a smile, he was dressed in white, clean and pure like a small cloud, picked up the paper and continued to write on it.

—The throat is broken.

Ji Shili's elegant handwriting is very beautiful, completely different from Ji Xiaohuan's elegant handwriting.

The simple four words made Kuang Mu feel distressed for a while, he raised his eyes and didn't know what to say for a while, and was afraid that he would say something wrong and make the child sad.

But Ji Shili didn't seem to care at all, he put away his notebook and walked into the kitchen.

Ji Shili is only ten years old this year, but he is already taller than his peers, and it doesn't take much effort to wash dishes at the sink. His skilled scrubbing movements seem to be regular work at home.

Standing at the gate, Kuang Mu was worried that Ji Shili would not be able to do these housework well at first, but then he went back to the house in peace.

In the afternoon, Ji Shili was doing his homework on the dining table, and Kuang Mu also went back to the bedroom to review the missed homework. Kuang Mu hadn't gone to class for three days, and he missed a lot of lessons in every subject.

But Qin Mi sends him class notes every day, and Kuang Mu has a good foundation, so he only needs to spend two hours a day to read them.

When Kuang Mu came out of the room after finishing his homework, he saw Ji Shili playing with Xiao Bai again. He held a cat teasing stick in his hand and made Xiao Bai run around.

Kuang Mu stood by the wall and looked at it for a while, when an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

He thinks that Ji Shili is Ji Xiaohuan's cousin, so he should have a better understanding of Ji Xiaohuan's previous life, so can he get some words from Ji Shili...

After all, Ji Shili was still young, even if Kuang Mu asked something, Ji Shili probably wouldn't be able to see his little thoughts.

So Kuang Mu stepped forward and talked to Ji Shili: "You like this cat very much?"

Ji Shili stopped waving the cat teasing stick, and nodded at Kuang Mu.

"Do you know it? Know its name, how old is it?"

Kuang Mu actually didn't know Xiaobai well, and he didn't expect Ji Shili to answer anything.

Unexpectedly, Ji Shili put down the things in his hands, took out a notebook and a pen from his pocket, wrote a paragraph on it, and then brought the blank paper in front of Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu looked down.

——Its name is Xiaobai, it is a stray cat, it is three years old this year, and it likes to eat dried fish and catnip the most.

Kuang Mu asked again, "How do you know this?"

Ji Shili buried his head and started to write again.

——I picked up this cat at the gate of the school.

Kuang Mu stared blankly at the words on the note, and he asked almost subconsciously: "You picked up this cat, so did you pick up his name?"

Ji Shili nodded.

——I took Xiaobai home, but my mother was allergic to cat hair, so I gave it to my brother.

Kuang Mu completely ignored the second half of Ji Shili's words, and he slowly straightened up.

At the beginning, because of Ji Xiaohuan's words: "Xiaobai's name was obtained by someone else." Kuang Mu thought of whether Ji Xiaohuan brought his girlfriend back home, so he tossed and turned at home for several days, lying on the bed. Comfortable, uncomfortable to use the bathroom, even uncomfortable to see Xiaobai.

But now he was told that he didn't have any ex-girlfriend at all, that Xiaobai was picked up by Ji Shili, the big rock in Kuang Mu's heart shattered, and the expression on his face couldn't help but eased a lot.

His hand was hanging by his side, his thumb was secretly rubbing the tip of his index finger, and he rubbed his fingers until they turned white before he continued to ask: "...then do you know how many times Xiaobai has had?" a master?"

Ji Shili frowned, as if he didn't understand what Kuang Mu was asking.

"I mean..." Kuang Mu swallowed, a thin blush crept up Kuang Mu's neck to the tips of his ears: "Has anyone else lived in Ji Xiaohuan's house?"

After talking, Kuang Mu felt so ashamed that his hair was sweating, and now he didn't even dare to look into Ji Shili's eyes, for fear that the child would see those inconspicuous little thoughts in his heart.

Ji Shili laughed when he heard Kuang Mu's question, and wrote stroke by stroke on the paper.

——No, you are the first person that brother brought home.

You were the first one my brother brought home......

Kuang Mu felt that this sentence was not simple, his little face flushed completely, he lowered his head and stopped talking to Ji Shili, but walked quickly towards the kitchen: "I'll make dinner."

Ji Shili stayed at Ji Xiaohuan's house for a few more days, and Kuang Mu found more and more that this child was really sensible.

He is not naughty and playful like other children. On the contrary, he is very sensible and will take the initiative to help Kuang Mu with housework. No matter what he does, he always smiles.

When Kuang Mu talked to him, even if it was just a very ordinary greeting, he would take out a small notebook and write down serious answers in the notebook.

At the same time, Kuang Mu also found that he has the composure of a child beyond this age.

One day at noon, Kuang Mu was cooking, and Ji Shili was washing vegetables standing in front of the sink.

Kuang Mu heated the oil pan too hot, and when the vegetables were put in, the oil pan caught fire with a bang, and the flames burned directly to the bottom of the closet on the wall above.

Kuang Mu had never encountered such a situation before. Although his face still showed no expression, his hands were in a panic.

Kuang Mu took two steps back, first knocked over a vegetable sink, then slipped and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, Ji Shili turned around, put Kuang Mu behind him, picked up the hook and hooked it to cover the hot pot, and then turned off the gas stove, the whole action was crisp and neat.

Kuang Mu stared at him with wide eyes, but he just smiled, turned sideways and continued to wash the vegetables, as if nothing happened.

Kuang Mu supported the table with his hands for a while, wiped the thin sweat from his brow, and looked at Ji Shili's back, hesitating to speak.

Originally, he wanted to comfort the little friend Ji Shili, but in the end he thought about it but didn't speak.

At that moment, he clearly realized that maybe he needed comfort more than Ji Shili.

On Friday night, Ji Xiaohuan went out to play with his friends after school, and at 10:30 in the evening Ji Xiaohuan still hadn't come back.

Kuang Mu has long been used to Ji Xiaohuan being at home at night these days, and Ji Xiaohuan came back late today, and he began to worry again with his unsteady heart.

Who did Ji Xiaohuan hang out with?Could he be drinking and getting drunk?Shall I call and ask?

Kuang Mu wanted to make a call, but he was afraid that Ji Xiaohuan would get bored, so he tossed and turned on the bed for a while, unable to fall asleep, so he found a long shawl from the closet and put it on his body, sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for Ji Xiaohuan Huan.

Not long after sitting on the sofa, Kuang Mu suddenly heard a soft thud from upstairs.

Kuang Mu was particularly sensitive to sound at night, the hairs on his back stood on end, he turned around vigilantly and looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the stairs.

Ji Shili's room is on the second floor, and he goes to bed at nine o'clock every night.

At this time, all the lights on the second floor have been turned off, and the black light and shadow extend down from the stairs. Looking up the stairs, it is pitch black, spreading deep like a black hole, which is frightening.

Kuang Mu has always been afraid of the dark, if he might have run back to the room and closed the door by himself before, but now he can't feel relieved when he thinks that Ji Shili is still on the second floor.

So Kuang Mu pulled the shawl on his body tightly, and the tip of his nose turned red with tension, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and went to the stairs bravely.

Every time he went up a floor, his calf was trembling slightly, until he stepped on the second floor, he rubbed his slightly moist eyes, and pushed open the door of Ji Shili's room with the faint light of his mobile phone.

He was a little scared, but only slightly showed his furry head, wanting to see if there was anything going on in the room.

The curtains were not drawn, and the moonlight was projected onto the bed along the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the quilt on Ji Shili's bed was thrown away, and there was no one on it.

The author has something to say: Yes, I didn't get there in person, why?

Because Little Moon is underage, Jinjiang does not allow minors to kiss each other, oh lol~