Qi Bai was wearing a black shirt at this time. The clothes were very long and loose. The long sleeves covered half of his palms. The hem of the clothes reached his thighs. Under the black shirt, there were two white and straight legs...

Not wearing the big casual pants he usually wears at home.

Black and white two extreme color contrast, the effect is super double.

The point is to facilitate washing his hair, Qi Bai is lying in a clean bathtub, his left leg in plaster is placed on the edge of the bathtub, his right leg is placed in the bathtub, his legs are wide open, his posture is quite informal and very heroic.

Qi Bai didn't mean to be so unrestrained, but the airtight plastic wrap was sultry and uncomfortable. He tore it off after taking a shower. He was afraid that it would get wet when washing his hair, so he could only lift it up.

Unlike a barber shop, there are reclining chairs for shampooing. Fortunately, the bathtub at home is very valuable and is very ergonomic, and it does not tire your neck when you lie down.

After Professor Jiang entered the door, he didn't even know where to put his eyes.

"Yanyan..." His voice seemed to become difficult.

Qi Bai didn't realize it, and turned his head to look at him:

"Professor Jiang, what are you doing standing there?"

This is the first time that Qi Bai has seen such a strong sense of helplessness and panic in Professor Jiang's eyes.

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

Professor Jiang pursed his lower lip, and a dark color flashed in his eyes looking at Qi Bai.

Jiang Jianzhi didn't approach the bathtub, his eyes swept across his bare and straight legs quickly, his voice was not as calm as before:

"I'll go get you pants."

Before Professor Jiang turned around, Qi Bai hurriedly called out to him: "I have washed my pajamas."

Professor Jiang: "...?"

Qi Bai's steamed legs can't be worn with slim-fitting trousers. These days, he's replaced them with sweatpants and casual pants.

Jiang Jianzhi raised his eyes to look at Qi Bai, and met his gaze, the latter's expression was innocent:

"I don't have any clothes to wear. The clothes on my body are still yours. Professor Jiang, can't you see that?"

When two men are together, it's almost like they have an extra wardrobe of clothes. Most of Professor Jiang's clothes are classic styles, which are not easy to go out of fashion and can be matched well.

It's a pity that Qi Bai is shorter than Jiang Jianzhi, and Professor Jiang's clothes are one size larger than his.

But Qi Bai opened his eyes and said nonsense, saying that he could wear Jiang Jianzhi's clothes.

Professor Jiang, who is obsessed with cleanliness, doesn't mind Qi Yanyan wearing his own clothes and letting him do whatever he wants.

So today Qi Bai took the 'pajamas' he took out of the closet into the bathroom.

See no evil, the careful Professor Jiang only stared at Qi Bai's face, how could he have the intention to pay attention to whether Qi Bai was wearing his own clothes?

Hearing what Qi Bai said, Jiang Jianzhi looked down, glanced at it, and quickly moved away as if he had been burned.

Indeed his clothes.

Or the one that usually wear.

Professor Jiang: "..."

Jiang Jianzhi suddenly felt a little thirsty.

After waiting for a while, Professor Jiang still didn't make the next move, Qi Bai raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Jiang Jianzhi raise his hand and roll up his sleeves.

Professor Jiang seems to have returned to his usual calm and composure. The distance from the door to the bathtub is a few steps away.

Qi Bai liked the old-fashioned, upright and stern face very much, and his actions were gentle but full of color, and he stared at Jiang Jianzhi without blinking.

Take off the shower, sit by the bathtub, adjust the water temperature...

Professor Jiang began to wash his little boyfriend's hair.

Jiang Jianzhi has never shampooed others' hair, and his business is obviously unfamiliar, but his nails are neatly trimmed and his fingertips are hard, and he did not hurt Qi Bai during the whole process.

Shampooing and massage, Qi Bai would have fallen asleep lying in the bathtub if he hadn't been worried that he still had important things to do.

After washing her hair and blowing her hair, Professor Jiang did it for him. Qi Bai Wanru also had a broken hand, so it was rare to be obedient.

"Okay." Jiang Jianzhi turned off the hair dryer and pinched the back of Qi Bai's neck:

"The collar is wet, change it."

After speaking, Jiang Jianzhi also opened the cloakroom and personally chose a clean one for Qi Bai. It was his own, but it felt better on the skin and was more suitable for sleeping.

Qi Bai, who was holding clean clothes: "...?"

Professor Jiang returned to the study to deal with the unfinished work. Qi Bai sat on the bed and looked at the white shirt in his hand with a sullen face and doubted his life.

Qi Bai's boyfriend-style shirt, the missing lower body, the temptation of a fake wet body...

The elements are complete, but Jiang Jianzhi remained unmoved throughout the whole process except for the initial panic, and even thought about his students' papers!

Theorists can't figure out what went wrong.

Qi Bai lowered his head and looked at it: Is it because his legs are not long enough and the shape of his legs is not good-looking enough?

Or is Professor Jiang more tolerant than Liuxia Hui?

He casually tied his blow-dried hair behind his head, changed his wet black shirt, and put on a dry white shirt on Qi Baimu.

In one go, the former teacher of the art department of NTU, the immortal school girl in the eyes of the younger brothers and sisters, was white, and her self-confidence was somewhat frustrated.

When Jiang Jianzhi packed up and went back to his room, he saw Qi Bai wrapped in a cool summer quilt, lying flat on the bed, like an autistic silkworm.

Feeling the movement of Jiang Jian on the bed, Qi Bai maintained his original motion and turned his back to him.

Unhappy written all over the back.

Jiang Jianzhi, who was lying beside Qi Bai, was quiet for a few seconds, then raised his hand to touch Qi Bai's shoulder.

As soon as the fingertips touched, the muffled voice of Qi Bai with his back turned to him came:

"I want to sleep naked today, with no clothes on inside, you can get a new quilt."

Professor Jiang: "..."

The fingers stiffened, and Professor Jiang sighed almost incomprehensibly. He stretched out his hand and was hugged by the person, sighed very lightly, and called his name.

Qi Bai, who had been practicing Sanda boxing since he was a child, had no problem playing four or four outside. He was not a prickly person, but when Jiang Jianzhi's chest was covered behind him, a trace of inexplicable grievance suddenly appeared in his heart.

It wasn't all because he was jealous of Professor Jiang, but he suddenly realized that after they fell in love, Jiang Jianzhi seemed to be always sane.