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Perhaps his eyes were too focused and eager, and Rong Wan suddenly raised his head—
Jin Zhao quickly looked away, and his dark eyelashes hurriedly covered all his emotions.
Being able to continue to stay by the General's side is now the greatest blessing for him. He naturally wants to get this person, all the time. I want to drive everyone else away from this person, so that this person can only see him and only him... But before he is not sure if he will disgust the general, he must hide his dirty thoughts well done.
With these dark and careful thoughts in his arms, he is more like walking on thin ice than before.
"Okay, the water temperature is almost the same." Rong Wan looked at the protagonist and felt that he was returning to the nest at the moment, a cub who was careful no matter what he did, and tried his best to tilt his head to prevent the water droplets from his hair from dripping onto the floor. , could not help but funny and bittersweet.
So he pulled his bath towel off the wall tiles, walked to the protagonist, wrapped his head, and wiped him.
Jin Zhao suddenly stopped breathing.
His vision was blocked by the large bath towel, and he could only see the fifth button on the general's pajamas near the lower abdomen - even the buttons on the general's clothes were addictive.
The overwhelming atmosphere was filled with the general's breath. He didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the breath would be too heavy to expose something, but he couldn't help but want to inhale the general's smell into his nose and throat.
He felt really sick.
He should have come by himself, how could he let this person do this for him? But he couldn't help but hope that this person would be so gentle all the time, and he was greedy for these gentleness.
Rong Wan carefully wiped the protagonist's hair, first rubbed the top of his head twice, then wrapped it in a towel, pinched the end of his hair, and sucked out the water droplets. Naturally, there is no way to dry it all at once, so I can only let the protagonist blow dry after taking a bath by himself.
After finally wiping, he threw the wet towel aside and glanced at the wound on the protagonist's palm. Fortunately, the protagonist's healing ability is fast enough, and there should be no major problems.
"Take off your clothes and take a shower."
But the protagonist hung his head, motionless, his whole body was as stiff as a slate, his fingers were digging at the edge of the bathtub, glowing red.
Just when Rong Wan thought that he was injured somewhere, so that it was not easy to unbutton his shirt and step into the bath, and was about to help him take it off - his mind changed, Rong Wan reacted, and his face suddenly turned red . He is still here, the protagonist is of course embarrassed to take off his clothes! Before he realized it, he looked at the protagonist as if he were looking at Fangzheng's small words, open and frank. Once he realized something, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
After enduring the hot steam in the bathroom, he hurriedly put all kinds of shower gels and clean new pajamas beside him, then turned around and went out.
After a long while, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.
The faint bloody smell is washed away and replaced by the scent of a fragrant body wash.
Rong Wan also changed into his pajamas outside, closed the window, turned on the bedside lamp, and got into the quilt to lie down. In fact, he didn't deliberately pay attention to the expression on his face in the bathroom just now, or deliberately made his voice cold, but he was not punished by the rules——
Rong Wan: "Why is this?"
He had already noticed that as the protagonist stayed by his side longer, he occasionally did not act exactly as Zhu Jing's face was like frost, but his temples rarely stinged again. But this is only for the protagonist, not for other people. If he does not look tense in front of those servants, he will still be punished against the character.
After systematic analysis, he said, "The rules are determined according to others' existing impressions of Zhujing. Zhujing has always been cold and unsmiling in front of others, so if you violate that impression and make others feel strange, the rules I'll punish you. But for the protagonist, he hasn't seen the real Zhujing—"
That is to say, the protagonist sees him from beginning to end, and the existing impression of him at the beginning is based on rumors, and as long as he violates that rumor, he will be punished. However, as the protagonist stays by his side for a long time, his image in the protagonist's heart gradually becomes three-dimensional, and he will not violate his own character and will not be punished again.
In other words, when others see him, they are looking at Zhu Jing through him.
And the protagonist looks at him, but just looks at him.
After clarifying this, Rong Wan was also relieved, not knowing whether to say that the rules were rigorous enough, or that the rules were still humane. If he always had to be Zhu Jing in front of the protagonist, maybe he and the protagonist couldn't reach this point yet.
The protagonist took a long time to wash before he finished, and after a long time, he was almost drowsy, and he came out of the bathroom and put on clean pajamas. Only the warm light in the bathroom was on, Rong Wan opened his eyes and saw that after the protagonist was washed clean, he was no different from the ordinary young man in fine clothes and food - except for the slightly scary mask on his face.
The protagonist came over and made a slightly dry voice in his throat: "General, I've finished washing."
He hasn't spoken for a long time, and the tone and voice are a little strange, but not bad. But he himself seemed to feel that his speech was not good, so he rarely spoke in front of Rong Wan. Even if he spoke, it was slow, trying to speak clearly.
After Rong Wan knew that the rules were no longer restricted in front of the protagonist, the expression on his face was much more relaxed, and under the reflection of the bedside lamp, he could even be called gentle.
He was half-lying, beckoned, and said to the protagonist in a warm voice, "Come here and give you some medicine."
Jin Zhao was stunned for a moment.
Rong Wan thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated: "Apply the medicine, come here."
It was the first time that Jin Zhao had seen a general with such a gentle expression—it was unbelievably soft, his light brown eyes were shining brightly, and his voice was not like the general’s usual, like a caress, and the rotation fell on Jin Zhao.In his heart, he seemed to be able to wipe out all the resentment and grief in his heart.
Jin Zhao felt like he was in a dream like never before——