I'm on fire after being hacked

Chapter 48 What Are You Listening To?

Along the way, Han Deng carefully held the cat in his arms, while Shi Jiu raised his hand to protect him. Most of the black umbrella leaned against Han Deng, and the sound of raindrops was very present.

The houses that Shi Jiu mentioned may be under construction, and decoration has not yet started. The stone-gray mud walls are very fresh, and they don't even have windows, so they can't live in people.

However, it is just right to take in a cat sheltering from the rain.

Entering one of the empty rooms, Han Deng went to the base of the wall, planning to put the cat here for shelter.

Shi Jiu put away the umbrella, stood at the door shaking the rain, put the umbrella in the corner, and walked over.

The kitten seemed frightened, and refused to get off Han Deng's body no matter what. Its white and tender paws tightly hooked Han Deng's clothes, and it started to bark as soon as Han Deng exerted force.

As if by the great wronged.

Shi Jiu squatted down and looked at the wet spot on top of the cat's head.The rain-drenched hair is tightly stuck to the skin, as if it is bald, which is very funny.

Seeing the cat's tantrum, Shi Jiu couldn't help but take out a finger and press it on the kitten's head, and nodded: "As a wild cat, why are you so delicate? He's used to it."

The kitten's head was pressed little by little by the wine, its eyes widened, and it even sneezed.

Han Deng pushed Shi Jiu's finger away: "Don't mess with it."

Shi Jiu was taught a lesson, he withdrew his fingers aggrievedly, and looked at the cat angrily.

His status has plummeted, and a cat can step on his head casually to do his best. Shi Jiu feels that he wants to be abandoned by the ancient emperors of the Sangong and Liuyuan. A person stays in the cold palace and suffers.

There are also a bunch of concubines pretending to be pitiful, and hooked Han lanterns circle around them, making him unable to remember himself staying in the cold palace at all.

Not even people, even cats.

Han Deng took out a tissue from his pocket, carefully wiped the kitten clean, and then put it on the ground.

The kitten finally calmed down, sat on the ground for a while, and then started to walk around with its paws, obviously very satisfied with this new place.

Shi Jiu propped his chin with both hands, and looked at Han Deng with pitiful eyes: "I'm getting wet too, little lamp, please wipe it off for me too, okay?"

Han Deng didn't even look at him, but observed the rain outside.

"It's raining less now, let's go back."

Shi Jiu was not happy: "Did you hear what I said?"

Han Deng stared at Shi Jiu's shoulder and said nothing.

Shi Jiu smiled, with a frivolous and seductive tone: "How about I wipe it for you?"

Han Deng's face turned a little red, he never knew what it would be like for Shi Jiu to like someone.

Because when Han Deng met Shi Jiu before, he was always indifferent and arrogant, as if he didn't pay attention to anyone.

Although Han Deng has been chasing him, he always feels that there is no hope in sight, as if he is facing a cold stone.

But now he will act like a baby in such a soft tone, like a big dog that revolves around its master every day, it is caring, loyal, and always warm, Han Deng really can't pretend to see or hear .

Although Han Deng's temper was not dull, he was not cheerful either. He couldn't resist Shijiu's offensive, so he had to say, "Let's talk when we go back."

Shi Jiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, and worked hard to help Han Deng open the umbrella, feeling sweet in his heart along the way.

Han Deng was willing to accept his kindness, and Shi Jiu was very happy.

One day, he wants Han Deng to like him as before and never leave him again.

The two of them swayed in the big star for a long time in the rain. The wind and rain were blowing, and their bodies were wet a lot.

Shi Jiu didn't mention the matter of wiping his hair again, and drove Han Deng into the bathroom as soon as he returned to the dormitory: "Hurry up and wash it, and it will be troublesome if you catch a cold."

Before Han Deng had time to react, he was stuffed into the bathroom. The warm water was really comfortable on his body. Thinking that Shi Jiu would also get wet, Han Deng speeded up the bathing speed, wanting him to wash up too.

Yanxi went out, and Qian Yiran left during the last elimination. There were only the two of them in the dormitory, and the room was very quiet, and Han Deng couldn't hear the movement outside.

After finishing the rush quickly, Han Deng wanted to wipe it clean and was about to go out, when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought a change of clothes in.

awkward.

Han Deng casually found a clean towel to wrap around his body, and opened a crack in the door.

Yuanyuan looked out the door with dark eyes, and called out in a low voice, "Shijiu?"

"Huh?" A magnetic voice came from the window, Han Deng's hearing became very sensitive, Shi Jiu's footsteps were getting closer, and finally stopped outside the bathroom.

Meeting his gaze, Han Deng shrank back uncomfortably, hid himself a little more tightly, and asked, "Can you help me get my clothes?"

Shi Jiu was also taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Forgot to bring it?"

Han Deng's hair was wet, his face was rosy from the steaming heat in the bathroom, and his lips seemed to have been moistened with water. When Han Deng spoke, he licked it with his tongue because of embarrassment. Pink and tender.

When he finally spoke, his voice was as low as a mosquito humming: "Well, I came in too quickly."

Shi Jiu didn't know where to put his eyes, and his tone became a little stuttering: "Oh, that, what are you going to wear?"

"I have pajamas in the closet, just take those two for me."

Shi Jiu glanced back, opened the cabinet door, took out the set of cotton plaid pajamas, and handed it over.

The hot air in Han Deng's hand seemed to radiate out along the flowing blood, his fingertips rushed over the back of Shi Jiu's hand, and then quickly retracted.

Shi Jiu looked at the closed door in front of him, feeling the dense agitation rising from the bottom of his heart, as if infected, he licked his dry lips.

Fuck, how can he bear it, this is too unreasonable.

A rustling sound came from the bathroom, Shi Jiu sat by the bed and waited for a while, Han Deng had already come out wiping his hair.

The summer pajamas are short, with a wide open neckline, exposing a large area of ​​chest skin.The delicate collarbone looks like two crescent moons, attracting Shi Jiu's eyes.

Han Deng's shower gel has the fragrance of water lily, the smell is neither too strong nor too deep, the shallow layer seems to be magnified countless times, desperately drilled into Shi Jiu's nose.

Quiet, quiet and charming.

The attractiveness of Han Deng who has just taken a bath has risen sharply. His earlobes are red, the tip of his nose is red, and his fingertips are also red, as if he has been rubbed carefully by someone. He looks pitiful and cute.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, Shi Jiu grabbed the clothes beside the bed and went into the bathroom.

If he stays with Han Deng in the dormitory, Shi Jiu is really afraid that something will happen to him.

Every day I see Han Deng dangling in front of me, but I still have to tell myself not to be in a hurry, not to push too hard, but to wait, wait patiently, until Han Deng accepts me willingly.

Shi Jiu really felt that the most famous sages in history may not have experienced this kind of experience that made people feel like being roasted on fire.

Thinking of Han Deng's defenseless eyes, Shi Jiu's eyes became deeper and deeper.

When I go out later, I must not let him go so easily. Whoever let Han Deng unconsciously stir up his own thoughts should let him know how seductive he is, so that it is not in vain I have always been so patient with his concentration.

The sound of water in the bathroom sounded again. Han Deng sat cross-legged on the bed with a towel in his hand, wiped one side of his hair sideways, then stood in the bathroom, blew casually, put on his earphones and started listening to music.

Not long after, Shi Jiu came out.

Han Deng glanced at him, then lowered his head silently.

Shi Jiu wore a baggy nightgown, the neckline was deliberately wide open, and the belt hung on his body as if it would be undone at any time, looking very sexy.

Shi Jiu is very confident in his figure. The eight-pack abs he has cultivated through dancing all year round are excellent both in terms of viewing and strength.

But he couldn't stand it, the people he wanted to seduce didn't even look at him at all.

Shi Jiu had already prepared to pay attention to chasing Han Deng, so naturally it was impossible to take no action.

Today, he wants to see how Han Deng will react if he hooks up deliberately.

Shi Jiu held a white towel, wiped his hair, and leaned over to Han Deng, sitting on his bed, staring at the new Walkman in Han Deng's hand.

"What are you listening to?"

Han Deng didn't even take off his earphones, and replied, "Croy's drum accompanies the music."

Shi Jiu sat down a little further, the space between the two was compressed, and the legs touched together.

"Does it sound good?"

"En." Han Deng nodded, took off an earphone, hesitated for a moment, and handed it over: "Do you want to listen?"

Shi Jiu took it unceremoniously, put it in his ears, and listened together for a while.

Shi Jiu put his hands behind Han Deng, half circled him, followed him sideways, and sprayed the pleasant mint breath.

Han Deng shrank slightly, and moved in.

Shi Jiu followed up without showing any traces, and his skin rubbed against each other through the fabric: "Don't stay too far away from me, the earphone cable is not long enough."

Han Deng gradually realized the meaning revealed in the behavior of giving wine, and immediately shrank back and dared not move.

When Han Deng didn't understand what Shi Jiu was doing, even if the two hugged each other, Han Deng didn't feel anything.

But now, Han Deng clearly realized that Shi Jiu was flirting with him.

Therefore, Han Deng could not keep a blind eye to this.

This realization made Han Deng unable to calm down, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he felt that nothing was right.

The sound of the drums in the earphones was still echoing, but none of the rhythm between the drums could enter Han Deng's mind. On the contrary, every time the drums fell, it was like a heavy blow to his heart.

The drum surface was struck mercilessly and began to vibrate non-stop. Before the aftermath of the last sound slowly stopped, the next wave of drum sound continued to come.

Han Deng pursed his mouth and did not speak, thinking in his head how to stop everything that made him unable to breathe, but he couldn't think of a way.