He dipped a cotton swab in burn medicine and gently applied it to the wound. After Ji Wenchen's careless work, the wound on his wrist looked more serious than when it was burned during the day. Two blisters appeared, which looked a bit ugly.
He watched Qi Yunxiao lower his head to treat his wound, and groaned softly, "It hurts."
The two of them sat on the sofa, sideways. Ji Wenchen's hand was on Qi Yunxiao's palm. His mind was not on applying the medicine. He squeezed his little hand from time to time with very light force.
Qi Yunxiao's hands are about the same size as his, but the joints look thinner and more delicate. It's not noticeable if they are not compared together, but it is particularly obvious when they are put together.
One is a broad, masculine palm with long, slender fingers; the other is a palm with a thin layer of skin and flesh covering the bones, with clear joints and veins and red fingertips.
Qi Yunxiao thought he was in pain, and when he heard him groan, he said coldly, "Bear with it."
"Can't you just blow it?" Ji Wenchen said.
Qi Yunxiao raised his eyes, "Why should I blow it?"
"Everyone else does this." Ji Wenchen said, "If it hurts, then you have to puff."
Qi Yunxiao moved the cotton swab away, "Are you being coquettish?"
"Mr. Qi--" Ji Wenchen suddenly moved closer to him, and Qi Yunxiao's breathing stagnated.
The faint fragrance of shower gel wafted in my face, with a light mint scent. This was the shower gel that Qi Yunxiao often used. The one in the outer bathroom was naturally the same type.
Qi Yunxiao: "What?"
"You have such beautiful hands." Ji Wenchen said.
Qi Yunxiao inadvertently pressed the cotton swab in his hand down hard.
"Hiss..." Ji Wenchen's face twisted for a moment.
There was no apology in Qi Yunxiao's voice: "You are too close."
You don't like him being near you?
"Is this close?" Ji Wenchen asked.
Qi Yunxiao: "Yeah."
"Then I'll come closer. Where do you want to touch me?" Ji Wenchen asked playfully.
"You can try." Qi Yunxiao's voice was cold.
Ji Wenchen spontaneously understood this as a threat and said with interest, "Okay, let's try it."
After saying that, he sat down next to Qi Yunxiao, compressing the distance between them to two fists, pressing his palms on the sofa, and leaning his upper body towards him, "Is this considered close?"
Qi Yunxiao: "..."
The warm body temperature mixed with the man's ambiguous words, he didn't realize there was anything wrong with it.
Qi Yunxiao pressed the knuckles of his index finger. Was he so calm because he was too skilled in flirting, or was he simply unaware of the consequences of his behavior?
The frog being boiled in warm water was too cooperative and took the initiative to jump into the water. If Qi Yunxiao didn't add some fuel, he would be unworthy of its initiative.
"No," he said.
Show off.
Ji Wenchen curled his lips, and it was visibly that Qi Yunxiao's face was a little stiff. He rested his palms on the back of the sofa, facing Qi Yunxiao, with water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair. His muscles were taut, and he had just come out of the shower. The heat emanating from his body was hotter than usual, including his breathing.
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The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]
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