Hush!don't open the door for him

The warm water pours down your head.

This is the third time that Fang Yin has been washed away by a sudden current.He quickly wiped off the foam on his body, raised his hand and turned off the switch almost with ease.

When the eyes were opened, the water droplets hanging on the eyelashes trembled and fell down.The irritated eyes were a little sore, and shallow physiological tears came out again.

Fang Yin blinked hard.

The burning pain and suffocation on the body gradually subsided.In fact, the pain has been gone for a long time, but the feeling is as deep as maggots attached to the bone, and it is difficult for Fang Yin to escape from it for a while.

They were burned again.

In the fire scene, when Qin Pinggui protected him and staggered out, his condition was already not very good.Almost fell into a semi-comatose state.

The scene was full of people, and it was too chaotic.

Fang Yin only remembered that Qin Pinggui brought him out, and as soon as he touched the warm night air, Qin Pinggui turned and left.Fang Yin moved his fingers, as if he wanted to hold him back.

But he was too weak, and those tiny strengths were almost negligible.

Fang Yin could even feel the fabric being pulled out of his palm, he squeezed his fingers tightly and shook it.

Did not stay.

The other party walked quite decisively, almost without nostalgia.

What did he do?

In the haze, a thought came to Fang Yin's mind: Qin Pinggui must have discovered something.

Fang Yin half-closed his eyes and fumbled for the towel, and suddenly felt something passing by in front of his eyes, and the strong killing intent was almost condensed into substance.

He didn't care if his eyes would get water, so he forced his eyelids open.

Diagonally opposite is the sink, and the mirror inlaid on it is covered by the heat generated during bathing, forming a dense layer of mist.A person can be reflected in the haze.

Fang Yin couldn't see the face of the figure in the mirror clearly, but he could feel the strong killing intent through the mirror, obviously it was definitely not his own shadow in the mirror.

!

Without any warning, the blurry figure in the mirror rushed out, holding the dagger in his hand mercilessly and stabbing at Fang Yin.

The soft bath towel was stretched into a white rope in Fang Yin's hands, flexibly wrapped around the opponent's wrist and blade, and with a forceful slam, put it three inches away from the tip of Fang Yin's nose.

"Qin Ping returns!"

When the other party just jumped out of the mirror, Fang Yin opened his throat and shouted.

At the same time he was using a bath towel to grab the opponent's hand, the bathroom door was kicked open by Qin Pinggui, and he flew towards the bound elbow of the man in the mirror.

The king in the mirror saw that he couldn't make a single blow, so he immediately let go of the dagger in his hand, quickly withdrew his hand, and pulled his arm back.

If Qin Pinggui had hit this one, the man's arm would probably have been broken immediately.

The dagger fell to the smooth floor of the bathroom with a "clack", splashing a few splashes.Qin Pinggui kicked at nothing, and the other party quickly stepped back into the mirror.

When he touched the mirror again, the mirror had returned to normal.

If she hadn't dropped a knife here, the moment of life and death just now seemed to have never existed.

Fang Yin was pulled over by Qin Pinggui, checking his body inch by inch for any injuries.

The wet water droplets on his body hadn't been wiped clean, and Qin Pinggui held him in his arms, and his clothes were covered with wet marks one by one.

Even though he knew that Qin Pinggui just cared about him, Fang Yin's ears inevitably turned red.In Qin Pinggui's suffocating embrace, he wrapped the towel around his waist with difficulty, and squeezed out a few words: "Then what... I'm fine, don't touch it, I'm not wearing clothes."

When he said this, Qin Pinggui's hand was moving to his waist. After hearing the words, Qin Pinggui's hand that was close to his waist suddenly retracted.

"Feel sorry."

Qin Pinggui's voice was very low.

"I'm just, check to see if you're hurt. Sorry."

He apologized again, which was very solemn.It was so serious that Fang Yin was a little overwhelmed.

Fang Yinming knew that Qin Pinggui was just checking.In his impression, Qin Pinggui has always been upright and restrained. Although he is usually not good at speaking, he has always kept an extremely appropriate distance from others.

Such closeness can only be out of desperation.

The forced person apologized like this, but Fang Yin felt that he was a little hypocritical.

"It's okay, I know." Fang Yin smiled and wiped the water on his chin.In order to ease the atmosphere, he raised his head to look at Qin Pinggui, smiling unconsciously as if acting like a spoiled child.

The eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved, and the eye sockets are a little red from the stimulation of the water drops that just fell into the eyes.The face that just took a bath looks rosy, rosy, white, tender and delicious.

He looked at Qin Pinggui's face and said what he said.As a result, he missed that his withdrawn hand hung down unnaturally by his side, twirling his fingertips as if he was reminiscing about something.

Before Qin Pinggui could say anything else, Mao Chengcheng's concerned voice came from outside: "Brother Fang Yin? Brother Qin? Are you all right?"

The door of the bathroom was kicked open, and it was half-opened precariously at this time, with Mao Chengcheng's hand hooked on the doorknob.

He knew that Fang Yin was taking a bath inside, so he hesitated whether he should open the door or not.

"It's okay." Fang Yin said loudly, "Chengcheng, help me get some clothes. Be careful with the mirror."

Qin Pinggui turned his body sideways when he was speaking, and blocked Fang Yin's body without any trace.Even if someone came in suddenly from outside, it would be difficult to see the square seal behind Qin Pinggui clearly.

Mao Chengcheng outside the door responded, withdrew his hand on the doorknob, turned around, picked up the clothes on Fang Yin's bed, and handed them in.

Fang Yin bent over to put on his clothes, and then heard Qin Pinggui apologize in a low voice.

"Feel sorry."

Fang Yin raised his eyes and looked at him in a daze: "Why? Isn't what happened just now..."

Fang Yin's voice became smaller and smaller, and there was a lot of doubt in the lower voice, expressing doubts with unfinished words.

"It's not what happened just now." Qin Pinggui supported one of his arms to make him more stable when he put on his pants, "I felt it when you held me back. But there was something very important at that time Need to do...sorry."

Qin Pinggui just stated a fact, and didn't try to defend himself too much.The tone became more solemn.After finishing speaking, she pursed her lips, the muscles on her face seemed tense, and she looked at Fang Yin nervously.

It's talking about something other than the scene of the fire.

It turned out that it wasn't his own hysteria at the time, he really pulled Qin Ping back.Qin Pinggui also felt it.

But... what is there to apologize for?Hadn't Qin Pinggui rescued himself at that time?He frowned a little puzzled.

Seeing him frowning, Qin Pinggui felt his heart skip a beat, but he didn't say anything, but slowly tightened the hand hanging by his side.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yin asked with some doubts.

Qin Pinggui said, "Save people."

Fang Yin's eyes lit up, regarding the final answer to this illusion... Qin Pinggui seemed to have the same conjecture as himself.