I saw his face

Then he turned his head and said to Ji Yu: "Don't pay attention to this stinky boy, he will go to the house to expose the tiles if you give him some color. I was too used to him when I was a child, so I developed such a bad temper."

Ji Yu has very little experience in dealing with elders. Because of the family relationship, she was always held in the hands of her parents and elder brother when she was a child.

But as the dinner was served one by one, the warm and gentle Zongma made Ji Yu relax, and she was still a little afraid of the serious-looking Zongfu.

While chatting, Zong Ma brought the topic to Zong Bo: "Don't look at him as a dog now, but he was a monkey when he was young."

When talking about Zong Bo, Ji Yu's expression unconsciously became focused, and he listened carefully to what Zong Ma said about Zong Bo's childhood.

Zong Ma seemed to like to chatter about these past events, she couldn't help but smile when she saw Ji Yu being so supportive, and after a meal, she couldn't wait to drag Ji Yu upstairs, saying that she wanted to show Ji Yu some photos of Zong Bo when he was a child .

Ji Yu is also very curious about Zong Bo's appearance when he was a child. Since he looks so good-looking now, he must have been very cute when he was a child, right?

Zong Ma took Ji Yu to the study room. The study room was not big, but the bookshelves were full of books. Zong Ma took out a few thick photo albums from the bottom drawer, and the two of them sat side by side on the carpet, scattered in front of them photo album.

Zongma explained one by one what Zongbo was doing at that time, and Ji Yu was immersed in flipping through the photos before he knew it.

Zong Bo was worthy of his genes when he was a child. It can be said that he has been so good-looking since he was a child. When he was a child and he was a bit indistinguishable, Zong's mother would coax the young Zong Bo into wearing cute little skirts.

With a white and tender face, even boyish short hair will not detract from Xiao Zongbo's cuteness.

Zong Bo seems to be very photogenic since he was a child, and he is also willing to cooperate with the shooting. Every photo taken now will make netizens scream cute.

But those cute photos can no longer attract Ji Yu, and Ji Yu is motivated to find some photos of Zongbo in distress.

The small bun in the photo has been gradually opened, and when the facial features are exquisite and beautiful, Ji Yu can even find one or two photos of the little girl talking with Zong Bo with her face flushed.

In the photo, the little girl in a small skirt is holding a pink candy in her hand, and the little boy in front of her has big eyes and her small palms in front of her in a gesture of rejection.

Just when Ji Yu was fascinated by watching, Zong Bo, who had grown up, leaned close to Ji Yu's ear, and the male voice called a subwoofer by fans rang in his ear: "Why, are you looking at how popular I was when I was young?"

Ji Yu was so frightened that his hands shook, and the photo album fell on the carpet alone. The young man opened his round eyes, like a frightened deer.

The frightened Xiaolu seemed to have become a little more courageous, facing the person who was still confessing to him yesterday, he said angrily: "Why do you always scare me?"

The ending sound carried some complaints and coquettishness that even I didn't realize.

Zong Bo laughed lowly: "Isn't it because you are too fascinated by watching it? I have knocked on the door."

Ji Yu didn't know whether Zong Bo had knocked on the door, and his bulging cheeks were discouraged. He slowly picked up the photo album that fell on the carpet, pointed to a picture of a small bun and said, "Why aren't you as cute as you were when you were young?" "

Zong Bo raised his eyebrows, turned the photo album in Ji Yu's hand to the back, pointed to an arrogant photo and asked, "This one is cute too?"

Ji Yu took a closer look, the boy in the photo was about a teenager, with a few Bondi on his pretty face. Passed to the present through photos.

"That must be your rebellious period." Ji Yu retorted, Zong Bo is recognized by fans as a fan, okay?

Zong Bo didn't refute. God knows what kind of favorite fan is just an image created by his agent and public relations. Apart from being serious when filming and maintaining an image of not talking much and caring for fans in front of the media, anyone who has been with him for a long time knows that .

This is a big spoiled boy. Although he has a mature way of handling things, his personality is still bad. He does not hesitate to order anyone who is familiar with him. His gentleness and patience towards Ji Yu are completely unexpected to those who are familiar with him. less than things.

Seeing that Ji Yu was still looking at his photo album with interest, Zong Bo simply crossed his legs and began to introduce how the photos were taken and under what circumstances they were taken one by one in a lazy tone.

Time passed by slowly, and when Zong Ma came up and asked the two to wash up, Ji Yu realized that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Zong Ma took the two of them upstairs and said, "The toiletries have been put away, go to bed early."

Ji Yu obediently followed Zong Ma upstairs, and after seeing Zong Ma leave, she looked at Zong Bo and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Zong Bo walked through Ji Yu and sat on the big bed in the room: "Ah... look clearly, this is my room..."

Ji Yu's heart skipped a beat. The surrounding design style and environment were exactly the same as those of the place where the two lived together. Only then did Ji Yu smell the fragrance in a trance. Together, they brought Ji Yu to Zong Bo's room very naturally.

Ji Yu's face turned red all of a sudden, and he stammered, "Why don't I make a bed on the floor?" It's impossible to go out, otherwise Zongma will misunderstand that there is a conflict between the two of them.

"Do you think I'll let you sleep on the floor?"

"Then..." Ji Yu blurted out a sentence that didn't pass through his brain, "Are you playing the floor?"

Zong Bo narrowed his eyes: "Ji Yu, is it because I'm still pursuing you that I'm unscrupulous?"

Ji Yu was a little frightened by Zong Bo's eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Didn't you let me lay the floor..."

Zong Bo was helpless: "Can't we sleep together? The bed is so big that two men can fit in it."

Ji Yu didn't know what was coming to his mind, and he asked slowly and uncomfortably: "Is it not too good..."

Zong Bo was already walking towards the bathroom with his bathrobe in his hand, and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you for the time being..."

Ji Yu's face turned red little by little, and she obediently sat by the bed and waited for Zong Bo to finish washing.

Zong Bo took a bath very quickly, and Ji Yu had already ended the fight while he was still in a daze.

With a white towel steaming from the bathroom, it fell from the sky and covered Ji Yu's head. Zong Bo's voice came in a hazy voice: "Clean and wash."

Ji Yu hugged the towel and moved into the bathroom.

The heat in the bathroom has not yet dissipated, and there is still a faint mint-like smell in the air. Ji Yu is very familiar with this smell. He can often smell this smell on Zong Bo's body. The smell is very faint, but he can't tell. smells good.

The warm water flows down the body. Ji Yu's skin is very white, the kind of white that does not see the sun all year round. Because Zong Bo has been raising three meals a day, his originally thin body has become rounder. Not fat not thin, just right.

There are not many things in the bathroom, and the visits are neat. There is a row of shower gel and shampoo on the shelf.

Ji Yu squinted at the brand and blinked. It was a shower gel that Zong Bo once endorsed, and it is still very popular among fans.

Fans bought this body wash with the idea that they would have the same things as their idols. Unexpectedly, Zongbo has been using this body wash all the time.

Ji Yu squeezed a little shower gel and said to the palm of his hand, the faint mint scent wafted from the palm of his hand, and the melon seeds in his steaming head slowly thought, it turned out to be the smell of this shower gel.

The white shower gel was rubbed into small bubbles, Ji Yu suddenly stopped scrubbing, and a thin layer of red floated on his face belatedly, did he smell the same as Zong Bo when he went out? yes...

After thinking wildly in the bathroom for a while, Ji Yu finally came out of the bathroom dawdlingly.

The chandelier in the room was not turned on, but a small night light on the wall was turned on. The light was warm yellow and not very bright, but it was enough for Ji Yu to see Zong Bo lying on the bed clearly.

Zong Bo was wearing a gray pajamas, squinting his eyes and carelessly swiping his phone. The warm light seemed to soften the outline of Zong Bo's face, making him look a little more down-to-earth.

"Why don't you come over?" Zong Bo asked.

Ji Yu glanced at the position next to Zong Bo, and moved slowly towards the bed. Ji Yu was a little cautious about sharing the same bed with Zong Bo.

After all, a certain person said the day before that he had to pursue another side, and the two of them lay on the bed the next day. Most importantly, Ji Yu was afraid that he couldn't help it, that he would not sleep well, and would make a mess after falling asleep. what a strange thing.

But the distance between him and the bed is only so small, no matter how much he dawdles, he will soon reach the edge of the bed.

Zong Bo looked up at Ji Yu, frowned and asked, "Why didn't you dry your hair?"

Ji Yu touched her hair. In fact, the scalp part was already dry, but the ends of the hair were still a little wet. This wetness was nothing to short hair, and it would dry up after a while. Ji Yu didn't care, but Zong Bo didn't. Approved: "Sit here" Then he took out a hair dryer from the bedside table next to him, as if he was going to blow his hair?

Ji Yu opened her eyes wide, and asked with some uncertainty: "You want to blow my hair?"

Zong Bo raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? Come here quickly"

Ji Yu didn't expect such a good thing to happen, Zong Bo personally helped him dry his hair, which was something that he didn't even dare to think about before, so Ji Yu sat by the bed.

The hair dryer was turned on at a moderate temperature, and the warm wind blew over the scalp. What made Ji Yu more concerned was that the fingers on the top of the head shuttled through the hair bit by bit, delicately rinsing the wet hair bit by bit. blow dry.

The wet ends of the hair were blown dry within 5 minutes, Zong Bo got up to let the hair blow dry, and he didn't forget to urge Ji Yu to go to bed.

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