The weak and beautiful man is actually an attack

Han Anxin took a bath and felt comfortable ordering beans there, but he still insisted on not sleeping. Xing Ming looked at it and thought it was funny, "If Xiaoxin is tired, you can go to sleep, and I will take you back."

"This way Xing Ming will be very tired, no, you are not in good health." Han Anxin shook his head and said very seriously.

"Even if you don't faint, I still want to carry you back now. You are already falling asleep, Han Anxin."

"No, I can go back by myself." Han Anxin wanted to get up immediately, but he was dizzy now. After trying a few times, he couldn't get up anymore. I can't get up."

"Hehehe, how can you be so cute?" Xing Ming pulled him into his arms again and let him lean on him, "I haven't even taken a bath yet, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Alright, stop making trouble, I sweated a lot from the game today, I'll wash you well, and I'll wash your hair too."

"But, Xing Ming, do you really know how to help people take a bath?" Han Anxin squinted his eyes and looked at Xing Ming with distrust.

"Why do you think of me like this?" Xing Ming made a surprised look.

"Xing Ming, you really don't know how to take care of people."

"What are you talking about, classmate Han Anxin, I am also a teacher anyway." He rubbed and rubbed Han Anxin's hair dissatisfied, making Han Anxin's head wet.

"Teacher! It hurts!" He scratched like this a few times, which made Han Anxin feel a little pain, and complained twice.

"Sorry, sorry, I will be careful, I will wash you up quickly, you go and have a good rest."

"Well, don't let me hurt anymore." Han Anxin warned again.

"Try your best." Xing Ming really didn't take care of others very much, saying that he would never make Han Anxin hurt. He was not sure, so he could only try to lighten his movements.

He spread his legs, let the child sit between his legs, surrounded him from behind, held the child's injured arm in one hand, and held a wet towel in the other hand, helping the child wipe his body, Han Anxin fell asleep leaning against him like this up.

Looking at Han Anxin's defenseless face, Xing Ming felt extremely sweet and fulfilled in his heart.

Han Anxin is right, he doesn't know how to take care of people, and he has never thought about learning how to take care of people, but now he is willing to slowly explore how to take care of people, just to take care of the one who has slowly begun to live in his heart. little boy.

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Aunt Fang was always afraid that Xing Ming would not be able to take good care of Xiaoxin, so she came back to check on it from time to time, and finally saw Xing Ming coming out with Xiaoxin in her arms, and hurried forward to ask, "Young Master, you have to wash for two hours (It’s better to control the bath within an hour), what’s Xiaoxin?”

"He fell asleep after being washed comfortably by me. I took him back to the bedroom."

"Oh, yes, by the way, young master, Xiaoxin needs to take medicine, don't forget."

Aunt Fang said it, and Xing Ming remembered, "If Aunt Fang didn't say it, I really forgot."

"..." Just now I thought that the young master would take care of others, but sure enough, this was all an illusion, Aunt Fang sighed, "I'll go and sort out the medicines, and when the time comes, I'll ask Xiaoxin to take it."

"I'll just come, Aunt Fang, I will never forget."

"Really? Do you know how Xiaoxin takes each medicine? He needs to take it at different times."

"Uh……"

"I'll still come."

"I'll come, I can read the manual. Anyway, Aunt Fang is like this. I have to send Xiaoxin back first, or my shoulders will be sore."

"Oh..." Aunt Fang looked at Xing Ming, she had never seen the young master treat anyone with such care, and she always felt weird that she had to do everything by herself.

She glanced at Xing Ming again, feeling that the young master's mouth seemed to be swollen, and a bold guess suddenly lingered in Aunt Fang's head, she glanced at Han Anxin's mouth from the corner of her eye, and found that it was also It was so swollen, and there was still... Aunt Fang's eyes widened on the exposed skin.

"Master, you and Xiaoxin..."

"Hush..." Xing Ming blinked at Aunt Fang and made a silent gesture.