(MTL) The Little Deaf Man decided to be Spoiled

27

Chapter 27

Blurred face?

Ji Ruan broke free from Gu Xiuyi's arms, and turned on the front camera of the phone.

...His face is really pretty.

On the cheeks and chin, there were several patches of orange and red intertwined, and the fingertips pressed the hardest hit areas over the eyes, and the eyelids were stained with black and gray paint.

Coupled with his flushed face due to embarrassment, he is a palette of colors at this moment, colorful and colorful.

"Oh my god..."

Ji Ruan was stunned by herself, and she couldn't care less about being shy anymore, and immediately went to the sink to clean up.

The fragrant and soft young man in his arms slipped away, and Gu Xiuyi finally breathed out, squeezed his numb fingertips, and stuffed them into his trouser pockets.

He glanced at the painting on the wall, tried to relieve his embarrassment, and cleared his throat: "You paint the sun really well."

Ji Ruan's back froze for two seconds from the corner of his eye, and then pretended nothing happened: "Thank you."

Gu Xiuyi really didn't care. Talked.

In fact, he was responsible for what happened just now. Whether it is because of comfort or pain during massage, it is human nature to make some noise.

Ji Ruan just did a very normal thing, and he himself who reacted so loudly when he heard that voice was the one with the problem.

Gu Xiuyi remained silent, trying to calm down, but Ji Ruan remained silent.

When Gu Xiuyi calmed down completely, Ji Ruan was still bent over in front of the sink, with thin jets of water flowing from the faucet, it seemed that his waist was bent and he couldn't wash it cleanly, so he stood up from time to time and hammered his waist hard.

Gu Xiuyi frowned, went to pull Ji Ruan up, and turned off the faucet.

The tap water in the water pipes is always cold, and it is freezing in winter. After Ji Ruan washed it for a while, her hands were red from the cold, and her cheeks were also red, but the paint was almost washed off, except that her eyelids were still dark.

Gu Xiuyi put the back of his hand against Ji Ruan's cheek, so cold that people were shocked: "What's going on?"

Ji Ruan was also very helpless.

The paint they use for painting is very difficult to wash off. The paint on their hands can be washed off by rubbing soap several times. It doesn't rub much on the cheeks.

But Ji Ruan really didn't dare to wash his eyes with soap, and only wiped them with clean water with little effect.

"I can't wash it off..." Ji Ruan sighed weakly.

"Don't touch the cold water yet." Gu Xiuyi took Ji Ruan to sit down in the rest area, and took out a few pieces of tissue paper for him: "Wipe."

Ji Ruan folded the paper and wiped off the water on his face little by little. listless.

Gu Xiuyi swiped the phone up and down, and asked: "On the Internet, it says that you can use cleansing oil for this?"

Ji Ruan raised her head and blinked her eyes: "Yes, it seems possible, but I don't have this thing now..."

Gu Xiuyi thought for a while: "Are you going to draw later?"

Ji Ruan shook his head: "My part is almost finished today, seniors and the others will come to take over later."