The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

"Isn't there a washing machine?" Song Zhixu dragged him to the bathroom next to him, found a big towel and covered his head with a hood, and wiped his wet hair.

Lin Ran didn't move, and quietly let Song Zhixu mess up his hair a little roughly.

Song Zhixu wiped Lin Ran's hair, then wrapped him in a towel and brought him to the cloakroom, pushed him to the front of his closet before letting him go.

"Change your clothes, they're all wet."

Lin Ran's little furry head was exposed from under the pure white towel, his bright black eyes blinked, he looked innocently at Song Zhixu, and then looked down at his hands.

His hands were not big in the first place, and the skin was always tender, but it would get wrinkled from the blisters, the outer skin was white and the inner skin was still red.

Song Zhixu looked at him for a while, and finally handed him the bath towel in his hand, took off his suit jacket, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and changed it for him himself.

Lin Ran was only wearing a pair of black shorts and a pair of pure white short sleeves. He stood obediently and raised his hand slightly to ask Song Zhixu to take off his clothes.

Lin Ran's white and tender body was exposed in front of Song Zhixu, and after taking off the shorts, only boxer underwear remained.

Because the clerk in the store took it according to Lin Ran's size, so it fits him just right now, but because it is slightly wetted with water, Song Zhixu can even easily see the protrusion.

Inexplicably, when he came down from the stairs that day, Lin Ran was naked under his shirt, and he almost saw Lin Ran's entire body from behind.

Now, in front of him, he also saw...

Song Zhixu couldn't help but have some pictures in his mind.

A warm current gushed out from under the nose, and dripped to the ground, leaving behind a tinge of bright red.

Lin Ran's gaze was always on Song Zhixu's face, so Song Zhixu's nosebleeds flowed out, and he noticed it immediately. He let out a low exclamation, and without thinking, he covered Song Zhixu with the bath towel on Song Zhixu's face. Under Zhixu's nose.

"Song Zhixu, you are bleeding." Lin Ran approached him nervously.

The bath towel had just wiped Lin Ran's hair, and there was still some faint fragrance on it, like the smell of shampoo at home, but it was not the same. Song Zhixu unconsciously remembered that when Lin Ran was covered by the bath towel just now, A pair of innocent eyes.

Song Zhixu also came back to his senses, held the bath towel in Lin Ran's hand, raised his head slightly to wipe off the blood that flowed down, and then pushed Lin Ran to the closet.

"I won't help you anymore, you can change it yourself."

While talking, Song Zhixu took a step back, but before he could react, he subconsciously took one of his own white shirts and handed it to Lin Ran.

When he came back to his senses, when he was about to pull it back from Lin Ran's arms, Lin Ran was already holding the white shirt with one hand, and started taking off the only piece of clothing on his body with the other.

Song Zhixu didn't dare to look any further, so he could only turn his head and walk out quickly, and went into the bathroom again.

He washed the nosebleed clean and then hammered the wall of the bathroom with some annoyance.

What did he do just now, he was thinking wildly at Lin Ran, and even had a nosebleed.

In his 26 years of life, this was the first time he felt so ashamed. Fortunately, Lin Ran was a little fool and probably didn't understand what just happened.

He looked down at his body, and finally bent down to wash his face with cold water. He didn't wipe off the water stains until his body calmed down, and opened the bathroom door.

As soon as the door was opened, he saw Lin Ran who was wearing his white shirt outside the door, with his thin white legs exposed, stepping on the ground with his bare feet.

Lin Ran waited outside for Song Zhixu after changing clothes, but Song Zhixu hadn't come out for a long time, so he was a little worried to see that Song Zhixu was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again , reached out and grabbed Song Zhixu's sleeve, holding it tightly.

"Why again..." Song Zhixu was about to ask Lin Ran why he was wearing this again, but before he finished speaking, he remembered that he had given Lin Ran his brain for a while.

He could only hold back his words, turned his eyes away from Lin Ran, went to the door and took a pair of dry slippers and put them under Lin Ran's feet, then walked into the kitchen and started preparing dinner.

It was already past six o'clock when he came back, the two of them struggled for a while, and it was almost seven o'clock, Lin Ran was probably hungry too.

Lin Ran followed Song Zhixu for a few steps, and when he saw Song Zhixu busy in the kitchen, he followed behind, but Song Zhixu ignored him, so he went back to the bathroom and squatted down to continue washing. clothes.

He had already washed all the clothes before, but he hadn't cleaned them up yet, so he cleaned them up again in a short time, twisted them, and carried the basin to the balcony upstairs to dry the clothes.

Because there were still a lot of leftover dishes from Lin Ran's lunch in the refrigerator, Song Zhixu didn't cook too much. He simply fried a dish and reheated the lunch before going to Lin Ran for dinner.

As soon as he opened the balcony door, he saw Lin Ran standing on the stool and hanging his clothes on tiptoe.

He only had Song Zhixu's white shirt hanging loosely on his body. Because he raised his hand on tiptoe, the shirt was lifted up. Standing at the door, Song Zhixu could tell at a glance that he was empty again.

With a serious expression on his face, he walked over and hugged Lin Ran's waist, immediately carried him off the stool, took the clothes in his hand, and hung them on the clothes rail with ease.

After quickly drying all the clothes, and dragging Lin Ran to the dining table downstairs, Song Zhixu said in a somewhat cold tone.

"I only wear a shirt? Why don't you know how to wear clothes inside?"

Lin Ran trotted in slippers to keep up with Song Zhixu's footsteps, and said with some doubts when he heard his words.

"Song Zhixu only gave Ranran one thing, nothing else."

Song Zhixu stopped slightly, looked back at Lin Ran, his expression turned cold again, he let go of his wrist, walked to the table and sat down, and ate with a dull head.

If it weren't for the other party being a little fool who didn't understand anything, he would probably have kicked him out a long time ago.

Everything this little fool does seems to be teasing him, but the little fool still looks innocent and innocent.

After a meal, Song Zhixu ignored Lin Ran. After eating, he stood up and went back to the room, closing the door before Lin Ran could react.

Lin Ran could only stay and pack the table, turned off the lights downstairs and ran upstairs again.

Lin Ran stood outside Song Zhixu's room door for a long time, until his legs felt a little sore, then he returned to his room with his head down and lost.

He didn't know what he did wrong, but Song Zhixu seemed to be angry.

Lin Ran felt a little depressed, and he didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. He woke up a little late the next morning. When he got up, Song Zhixu had already left, and only left him breakfast, which was packed in an insulated lunch box.