Ye Ci was startled by the sound, and with a slip of his hand, he actually touched a hard thing, and what the hell is the temperature?

Hot water bars?

Or a thermometer?

"Brother, can you not touch it." Ye Heng's voice was suppressed, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

"Huh?" As soon as Ye Ci looked up, his hand swiped a little.

Yeheng: What a torturous little goblin!

"Brother...", hoarse and tormenting.

At this moment, Ye Qi seemed to realize what he had touched.

Ye Ci let go of his hand, and the temperature on his face skyrocketed, gradually dyed crimson.

But fortunately, there is a fog blocking it, and the red face of the night resignation is not very real.

""Torture people, Ah Ci, you really have a hand."

"Brother, you go out first." The fog slowly dissipated, and Yeheng really didn't want Yeji to see his swollen and scary things.

"Ahh Ye Ci nodded again and again, just about to take a step, but he didn't expect to be slipped by the water again, his body looked backwards, and Ye Heng habitually grabbed the figure.

Boom!

There was a violent sound on the ground, and Ye Heng's weak voice spit in Ye Ci's ears, "Brother, can you get up." ”

“？” Ye Ci felt as if something was being pressed against him, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he quickly got up and walked out.

After Ye Heng left at night, he touched his back, this time it was really... Looking at his younger brother who was still red and swollen again, Ye Heng got up expressionlessly, turned down the water temperature, and the mist in the bathroom was quickly washed away.

After Ye Ci sat on the sofa, the temperature on his face still did not drop, and Ye Ci couldn't sit still after sitting for a while, so he looked at the kitchen and turned on a basin of cold water and immersed his face in the basin.

After two or three minutes, Ye Ci felt that the temperature on his face had gradually receded.

Ye Ci went back to the bathroom of his room and pulled a towel, wiped his face dry, Ye Ci put the towel away, and then walked out.

Ye Ci returned to the hall and poured a glass of water, and after drinking half a cup, Ye Heng came out with a bath towel.

Although Ye Heng was wrapped in a bath towel, it only covered the key parts, and Ye Heng's eyes stared at him without flashing, and he couldn't help blushing even if he had strong stamina.

happened to see Ye Ci holding a glass of water in his hand, Ye Heng snatched it with his hand and drank it to the end.

Night Speech: ...

"Ah Heng, are you sick?" Shouldn't you be warm all over your body when you come out of the shower? Why, just now, his hands were cold and they didn't look like people.

"Nope." Ye Heng poured another glass of water, sipped it gently, and then lay down on the sofa.

"Oh." Ye Ci nodded thoughtfully, not remembering at all what he had just come home for.

After Ye Heng lay on the sofa, in order not to let Ye Ci see it, he leaned lightly to one side to avoid rubbing the wound against the bath towel.

Ye Ci sat next to Ye Heng and asked Ye Heng to pour him a glass of water, but because Ye Ci sat too close, he would be seen if he was not careful.

An area on Yeheng's waist was red and swollen, of course, not because Yeheng did it herself, but because he was knocked by the steps in the bathroom after Yeqi bumped into him in the bathroom.

Because he was afraid that Ye Heng was worried, Ye Heng gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, and no one knew how much sweat appeared on Ye Heng's forehead in the bathroom.

Xiao Si'er: Host, he's injured, you should care about him.

At this time, Si'er reminded in Yeci's mind.

Yeci: yes, it seems that he just came back for this, but he just hit him, so it won't be worse.