After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

When he woke up again, it was already light.

The glare of the sun was covered by the heavy curtains, but there was still faint light shining into the room through the gaps in the fabric.

The weak hands and feet regained some strength, and the drowsy brain seemed to wake up a little bit.

Shi Jin didn't get up in a hurry, and kept the posture of lying flat to ease the drowsiness.

When he was awake, he frowned and looked around the room.

Under the faint light reflected in the room through the curtains, fine dust floated in the air.

There was still half a glass of water left over from last night on the bedside table, and beside the glass were two tablets lying quietly.

On the desk by the window sill, Xiao Hei, who sneaked in at some point, was lying on the table, sleeping on his belly, his soft belly heaving up and down, and there were small regular grunting sounds from time to time.

On the other side of the desk, the tortoise slid down from the stone in the fish tank, fiddled with the water with its four feet, and the small sound of water echoed in the room.

everything is normal.

Apart from--

Shi Jin turned his gaze to the right,

The tall man was lying on the edge of the bed, his eyes and eyebrows were closed in the past, his black eyelashes were curly and slender, and they were quietly drawn in the slight morning light through the heavy curtains.

Perhaps he is used to being undisciplined on weekdays. Even if a man sleeps on his stomach, there is a sense of idleness in his movements. His hands are folded under his head, his long legs are stretched casually, and the broken hair hanging on his forehead is long. I pressed my eyelashes and slept soundly.

Surprisingly well-behaved.

Shi Jin lowered her eyes and watched quietly for a moment.

The strength of his hands and feet gradually returned to his body, he reached out and pressed the throbbing eyebrows, and sat up on the edge of the bed.

The man lying on the edge of the bed seemed to be disturbed by the movement, moved his head, and then buried his whole face in his arms.

Xiao Hei, who was sleeping soundly on the desk not far away, also turned over, scratched his face with two furry paws, and fell asleep again.

The corners of Shi Jin's lips were slightly curved, and the expression at the bottom of her eyes melted slightly.

He lifted the quilt, got up and went into the bathroom.

The translucent mirror reflected the pale face of the person in the mirror, and the light-colored lips revealed a weak and sick look.

Shi Jin pursed her lips, picked up the water and washed her face.

The clear water washed away the drowsiness of getting up in the morning, and also washed away the tired look on his face.

The dry lips were stained with drops of water, and the lustrous light color was restored.

Shi Jin took out a tissue at the side and wiped her hands, her eyes skipped the mirror inadvertently, and paused.

Stretching out his hand to touch the loose button on the top of the pajamas collar, Shi Jin's eyes flashed a trace of doubt.

Did he... unbutton it last night?

Thinking unsuccessfully, Shi Jin pursed her lips.

The black buttons were undone one by one, exposing the young man's chest wrapped in gauze.

The person in the mirror turned slightly sideways, revealing the gauze stained with red plums on his back.

With his eyes downcast, he untied the gauze round by round with a calm expression.

Xu Shi knocked against the wall several times last night, and the newly healed wound on his back burst again. Fortunately, the gauze was wrapped thickly so that it didn't overflow the pajamas.

The gauze was removed to the last layer, and the dried blood stuck to the wound and the gauze, and as the gauze was pulled, bright red blood burst out from the wound again.

Shi Jin removed the gauze with a calm expression, revealing the deep wound on his back.

The wound was about a palm long, and the flesh and blood were opened, obviously the injury was not serious.

In fact, it was really badly hurt.

This injury was left when he went out to buy books a few days ago.

He was cut by a folding military knife, blood flowed all over his body, and the books he bought were not kept.

Shi Jin frowned and looked at the sweat-stained wound, turned on the shower, and poured warm water on it.

The warm liquid washed over his body, and also washed away the blood from the wound. The transparent water diluted the bright blood, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into a faint powder.

The sticky sweat on his body was washed away, Shi Jin's frowning brows were slightly loosened.

The hot water washed over the wound, it was a stabbing pain at first, but after getting used to it, it became numb and dull, Shi Jin hastily washed off the sweat on his body, and turned off the shower.

That's when he realized that he seemed to have forgotten to take a change of pajamas.

If there was no one at home, he could go straight back to the room, but at this time, not only was there someone at home, but that person was still in his room.

Wear a change of clothes?

Shi Jin glanced at the pajamas that were placed in the sink.

Not to mention that this pajamas have been soaked with sweat from last night, at least now, it has been soaked by the water from the shower just after taking a shower, and there is no way to wear it anymore.

Unless he's willing to wear wet ones.

—The answer is obviously no.

While thinking, there were footsteps approaching outside the door.

The footsteps stopped at the bathroom door, and the one-way frosted glass reflected the tall figure.

"Dengdeng--"

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Shijin? Are you inside?"

Shi Jin responded: "Yes."

The person outside the door seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Don't take a bath for too long."

The figure printed on the frosted glass shrunk and looked as if it was about to walk away.

"and many more."

The figure on the glass door stopped: "What's wrong?"

Shi Jin pursed her lips: "Can you... help me get my nightgown?"

The figure outside the door paused slightly, and Shi Jin inexplicably heard some stuttering in his words.

"Okay, okay."

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

A baggy black nightgown was handed in through the half-open door.

Shi Jin stretched out his hand to take it.

Before putting on his nightgown, he glanced sideways behind him.

The wound on his back was no longer bleeding, but the flying flesh was somewhat ugly.

Shi Jin frowned slightly, and put on her nightgown.

When he went out, Yu Ci was not in the room.

The injured part was on the back, and it was inconvenient for Shi Jin to apply medicine, so he just rewrapped the wound with gauze.

Xiao Hei was finally awakened by the movement, it stretched lazily, jumped from the table to Shi Jin's side, and gave a soft meow.

Shi Jin reached out and touched its head, opened the door and went out.

There was also no one in the living room, but there was movement in the kitchen.

Shi Jin followed the voice and found him in the kitchen.

The tall man was wearing an apron he got from somewhere, holding a long spoon in his hand, staring intently at the bubbling pot.

Hearing movement behind him, the man turned around.

The kitchen window was open, and the morning wind passed through the window sill, blowing into the kitchen with the chirping birds outside the window.

The wind blowing over the window sill brushed aside a few strands of hair on the man's forehead, revealing the sharp face in a flamboyant manner, with wanton brows and eyes, and sharp corners of the lips—provided you don't look at the ears that are gradually turning red in front of him.

Shi Jin's gaze was fixed on the pair of burning red ears, and a trace of puzzlement flashed in his light-colored eyes.

is it hot

Yu Ci quickly reacted.

He put down the spoon, turned off the fire on the stove, and then turned to Shijin, but his eyes hesitated for some reason and he just didn't look at anyone: "Have you finished washing?"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Ci wanted to slap his own mouth.

What nonsense is he talking about.

really,

Shi Jin paused for two seconds, then nodded: "Okay."

Xiao Hei walked around the kitchen with precious little steps, his bright yellow eyes couldn't find anything delicious in the kitchen, so he flicked his tail and went out again.

The corners of Shi Jin's eyes were slightly bent, and the eyes tinged with a little smile followed the small black figure.

Until the wagging black tail disappeared by the kitchen door, he raised his head, but met a pair of jet-black eyes.

Like the star dots lit up under the night, like the vortex circling in the color of the universe.

Until he sat at the dining table, those dark eyes still remained in his mind.

"Den-"

The round seat at the bottom of the porcelain bowl made a slight sound when it touched the marble table.

Shi Jin raised her eyes.

Yu Ci let go of the hand holding the bowl, and sat down opposite him: "Breakfast."

The porridge with a light rice fragrance floats in the jade white porcelain bowl, the white glutinous rice grains are boiled until they bloom, and the emerald green vegetable leaves are wrapped in the sticky porridge water, which is light but not too light.

Shi Jin looked at Yu Ci, a hint of surprise appeared in her light amber eyes: "You know how to cook?"

Yu Ci rubbed his nose, remembering the fried eggs he had secretly thrown away just now, feeling a little guilty: "A little bit."

As if he was afraid that Shi Jin would continue to ask, he pushed the porcelain bowl: "How about trying it?"

The porcelain-colored spoon was wrapped in soft porridge water, the light-colored lips were dyed with heat, and fainted a light pink, and the thin jaw moved slightly with the movement of swallowing.

Yu Ci's line of sight unconsciously looked down that part of the jaw.

The neckline of the black nightgown was not as neatly buttoned as before, and there was a small V-shaped arc at the front of the neckline, exposing the owner Xin's long neck.

Yu Ci's gaze slid down that snow-colored neck, and finally stopped on the slightly undulating Adam's apple.

Adam's apple...

He rested his chin, his eyes thoughtful.

He had indeed heard that some girls' congenital bones obviously lead to the existence of an Adam's apple in the neck, plus the cloth strip wrapped around the chest that he saw last night...

Yu Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and the earlobes that had just cooled down began to feel hot again.

"delicious."

Yu Ci came back to his senses: "Huh?"

The soft and glutinous taste of the porridge still remained in the mouth, Shi Jin pursed her lips, looked at Yu Ci, her usually cold eyes melted slightly: "It's delicious."

Yu Ci felt that his heart was bubbling like a hot spring, he tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that kept rising, and pretended not to care: "It's okay."

Shi Jin saw that he was not moving, so she reached out to fill a bowl for him.

The cold white wrist holds a jade white porcelain bowl, and the sticky porridge water is soft white.

At first glance, it is even somewhat unclear whether the wrist is whiter or the jade porcelain is whiter.

Shi Jin leaned slightly and put down the porridge bowl.

Following his movements, Yu Ci was enveloped by a faint scent of shower gel.

They are very close.

Shi Jin's hair was a little long, and he brushed the broken hair to one side in front of his forehead, which blocked his view, revealing the bright red cinnabar mole on the center of his forehead.

His skin, which has not seen the sun all year round, is as cold as jade, and has become sickly because of yesterday's illness. Under the jet-black hair and eyelashes, his cold white face looks even more delicate and beautiful.

And the lips that were stained with porridge water were the only bright color on that face.

Yu Ci's eyes were attracted by the moist light-colored lips, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and he unconsciously leaned forward.