darkroom bullying

Kindergarten level insisted on going straight to the highest level of difficulty, so Xia Can didn't try anything.

He didn't feel it, and he didn't dare to rub//rub too much. He cherished his little master so much that he was afraid that Xiao Xiacan would be rubbed bald, so that after trying for a long time, he couldn't even get up against the dress.

Xia Can was aggrieved, and his chirping was also so weak.

After calming down, he lay on the bed with his mouth puckered and doubted his life, because he felt that what he was doing was very funny.

Xia Can found an excuse for herself: How can a normal person be fond of apricot/jade for an object without flesh and blood like Fu Jiting.

But after thinking about it, he was still not convinced.

He carefully recalled all the pictures he saw at that time, wondering if any step was wrong, like a fool who finally wanted to study hard, trying to find out the secret of others' good reading among a series of irrelevant factors.

In the end, he thought it should be a matter of learning tools - what Fu Jiting took was his shirt, which he had worn, and this one was brand new and unopened like himself, how could he feel it!

In order not to waste her own clothes, Xia Can planned to get one from Fu Jiting.

Fu Jiting fiddled with his shirt and returned a different one. If you fake it, you will pay ten. It is not fair to get one.

The cloakroom at home is basically filled with Xia Can's belongings. He has always believed that he will not live for a long time, so he didn't put much at first.After living together for a long time, Fu Jiting heard that he often referred to him as Little Snow Leopard, so he asked someone to customize a snow leopard-shaped heavy craft changing stool to put inside.

The chair in the shape of a snow leopard is really cool. Xia Can said nothing on the surface, and even warned Fu Jiting, "Don't try to bribe me". As soon as the person left, he went in and took several groups of photos, and gradually fell in love with it before going out. Dress yourself up there.

He moved his belongings from his parents' house over and over again, and bought new ones to fill them up. Unknowingly, he filled the cloakroom with a lot of life.

As a member of the family, Fu Jiting also participated to some extent. His overcoat was kept inside, and the rest were kept alone in the very large closet in his room.Xia Can didn't see formal clothes from the coat rack, so she had to go to his bedroom again.

It's just past the eleventh hour, which is a good time.Fu Jiting works rigorously and orderly, and has his own set of rules for work and rest.No matter how indifferent Xia Can is, she probably knows that he often takes a bath at this time.

Xia Can carried Shangshang and placed it at the door of Fu Jiting's room, and when Shangshang disappeared inside, there was no gentle echo of the cat running in from the room, so he swaggered in after him, and he heard the sound of water in the bathroom.

The crackling sound of the shower blended into Fu Jiting's smell, and rushed towards Xia Can again.

Xia Can stood and listened for a few seconds in a strange way, and when the sound stopped for a while, he realized that he quickly suppressed the embarrassment that appeared and turned around to do serious business.

As expected, casual sportswear, home clothes, and formal suits were neatly arranged in the wardrobe in Fu Jiting's room.Xia Can took a glance, and a small uncoordinated area in the corner caught his attention first.

Clothes were not placed in that area by color or type, there were two or three storage boxes stacked together at the bottom, and several sets of suits and sweaters above were hung together out of bounds.The dress suit worn by Fu Jiting at the summit dinner was also among them.

The sixth sense told Xia Can that there must be something tricky. He couldn't tell the details for a while, so he didn't want to think about it, so he took a picture with his mobile phone, hummed a song softly, and continued to watch other things like visiting a kiln clothing.

In fact, there is nothing to see. Fu Jiting's clothes are as plain and simple as he is. They are basically black, white and blue, not to mention the clothes with high saturation.

Xia Can stopped in front of the shirt rack, entangled in "white looks good" and "black will look more colorful" with a bad heart.Unexpectedly, before I decided which one to choose as a pet//fortunately, there was the sound of the door lock turning in the bathroom.

Xia Can still doesn't know why she was so stupid at that second, but briskly got into the closet.It's okay if you don't enter, but if you enter, you will put yourself in a situation that is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.

He didn't want to admit that he had a guilty conscience, but compared to letting Fu Jiting see him appearing in his room late at night, holding a shirt of an unknown color nervously, perhaps it would be more acceptable to say that he was guilty.

Fortunately, the cabinet is big enough, so it's not too uncomfortable to stay in, but this is not a solution after all.

Xia Can looked out through the strip-shaped cutout of the cabinet, and Fu Jiting just tore off the bath towel /// around the lower half of his body, and prepared to put on a loose /// crotch.

The scene seemed familiar, but the difference was that the person who had seen this scene was standing in front of Fu Jiting openly, but now he was hiding in someone's cabinet like a wretched voyeur.

Lie on the bed and hug me, get up to dry my hair, and tidy up the used towels...

Xia Can inadvertently got the best viewing angle, and had a panoramic view of Fu Jiting's every move when he was alone.In the dim space, on the contrary, he could see more clearly Fu Jiting, who he didn't pay much attention to.

Fu Jiting didn't spend much of his nights on his mobile phone. He did things quickly and turned off the headlights, leaving only a night light on the bedside to sit on.

The private relationship between him and Shangshang was better than Xia Can imagined. Shangshang, who was usually so arrogant to death, lay obediently by the pillow and enjoyed the same treatment as Xia Can's pre-bedtime massage.Fu Jiting looked at it blankly, but his tone was completely different and soft.

He asked: "How did you sneak in? You just want to sleep with me so much."

Xia Can's heart tightened, as if she was asking herself.

Fu Jiting continued to talk to himself: "I learned how to open the door here secretly. Also, you have your temper, so you can't be the one who brought you here again..."

What a boring Fu Jiting, Xia Can thought.

Fu Jiting is so lonely, he thought again.

The vision inside the cabinet turned scorched yellow along with the environment inside the room. She was a little uncomfortable at first, but affected by the atmosphere, Xia Can's heartbeat that had been restless for many days suddenly calmed down.

He remembered that the second sister suddenly proposed to get engaged and married shortly after her promotion. He didn't want the second sister to be tied up with other men early on, and he tried his best to persuade her, thinking that it would waste her most free time.

Why did the second sister tell him with a smile? "I'm sure I've found someone who I want to spend the rest of my life with. If it's with him, just waste it."

At that time, Xia Can was chasing the real freedom of the moment just like now. The so-called "life" and "living life" were full of self-deception. In the final analysis, it was nothingness, out of reach, out of reach, and he didn't like it.However, with Fu Jiting in front of her, Xia Can seemed to understand the "waste" accepted by the second sister a little bit.

It's just that he understands the second sister, but he doesn't understand himself even more.

Xia Can lifted the shirt she grabbed in a hurry, and by the dim light, she could see that it was black.

Black and white, what color does it matter.He was lucky enough to realize that Fu Jiting did not have sexual desire because of his shirt. In the final analysis, the answer lies only with him, Xia Can, rather than any other external factors.

"Good night." He heard Fu Jiting say.

Now, Xia Can couldn't wait for Fu Jiting to fall asleep before sneaking out, and pushed open the door of the closet with a "bang".

Under Fu Jiting's surprised eyes, Xia Can walked to the bed, threw the shirt on him, and folded his arms, the villain first complained: "What are you looking at, Fu Jiting, I'm in, it's all because of your rags! You have to get me out."

Doomed to be restless tonight.