After the flash marriage, the little chinchilla became popular with its aroma

In an instant, Duan Jingze's pupils narrowed sharply, and he hurriedly tore off a bath towel from the shelf next to him, wrapped it around his belly in a frantic manner, and said, "What are you doing here?"

Surrounded by steam, the little chinchilla held a towel in its mouth, raised its head to look at Duan Jingze's tight abdominal muscles and long, slender legs, lost its thoughts for a moment, and stammered back: "Here, a towel for you."

Seeing that Duan Jingze just stood there silently, the little Totoro secretly looked at his mermaid line, while holding the towel on tiptoe, approaching Duan Jingze step by step.

It has to be said that Duan Jingze's figure is excellent.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, well-proportioned chest muscles, two straight long legs with evenly distributed muscles, a standard model figure.

The little chinchilla was dizzy, and Duan Jingze's abdominal muscles and two long legs couldn't get rid of it in his mind.When walking, the little feet can't help but start to walk diagonally, lightly.

At this moment, Duan Jingze's face was ashen, and his seven orifices were already smoked with anger.

After living for [-] years, it was the first time that he was peeked at and bathed so blatantly.

Trying to restrain the mania in his heart, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the bath towel, his tone impatient: "Even if you send a towel, won't you knock on the door?"

The little chinchilla squatted on the soaked tiles, and said softly: "We are both boys, so you don't have to be shy."

"Shy?" Duan Jingze laughed angrily, "Do you think I'm just shy now?"

Little Totoro nodded obediently, and replied seriously: "I didn't see anything except my abdominal muscles just now, so you don't have to worry about it."

"I didn't see anything except the abdominal muscles? What else do you want to see?" Duan Jingze sneered, slowly leaned over and squatted down, flicked the little chinchilla's belly with his fingers, and murmured: "I can see it, You are a little hooligan. You broke in, maybe you didn't want to see me take a bath on purpose? "

"No, it's not." The little chinchilla sat on the ground with a snap, its gray fur was wet by the water on the tiles, its eyes were filled with moisture, and it anxiously explained: "I really want to send you a towel, but... "

The little chinchilla hesitated, with erratic eyes.

Duan Jingze: "But what?"

The little chinchilla lowered its head, swept towards Duan Jingze's abdominal muscles again, and said softly: "But you are really in good shape."

As soon as the words fell, drops of red liquid fell on the tiles along the little chinchilla's gray body.

Duan Jingze froze for a moment, frowned and said, "Are you alright?"

The little chinchilla tilted its head and rubbed its nose, the nosebleed still gushing out, "It's okay, I'm fine..."

With a snap, the little chinchilla fell to the ground with its head tilted, its little feet twitching from time to time, and its nosebleeds were all over its face.

Duan Jingze: "..."

Holding the little chinchilla in the palm of his hand, Duan Jingze sighed heavily in his nasal cavity.

After sending the little chinchilla to the sofa, he brought a towel soaked in warm water to stop the bleeding and wipe the hair of the little chinchilla.

At this time, the little chinchilla's limbs were stiff, allowing Duan Jingze to wipe it for him, and remained motionless.When turning over, Yuanyuan's butt quivered slightly, like a small pudding, full of elasticity.

Duan Jingze laughed in disgust.

What crime did he do?Marriage Spirit Tree estimated that he had been upset for a long time.

Turning back to the bathroom again, after taking a shower, Duan Jingze picked up a white towel to wipe his black hair, his eyes moved to the wall clock on the wall, his expression gradually became serious.

When he came to the medicine cabinet, Duan Jingze reached out and took out a red medicine bottle, took out a medicine from it, and put it in his mouth. His expression remained calm from beginning to end, until the pill was swallowed from his throat, and the ends of his narrow eyes showed pain.

He came to the sofa and looked at the little chinchilla who had already been unconscious and was sleeping on all fours. The stinging pain in his body came densely, and his physical strength gradually weakened.

With heavy steps, Duan Jingze lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and waited for the dawn.

This time the side effects of the drug were stronger than ever.Not long after, Duan Jingze's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

In desperation, he braced his body and staggered towards the medicine cabinet, preparing to take a pain-suppressing medicine.However, the vision in the corner of his eyes became more and more blurred, and his right hand was no longer in control. After taking out a bottle of yellow medicine jar based on his impression, he swallowed it whole, but he could no longer support himself, and fell down beside the cabinet.

After an unknown amount of time, the little chinchilla woke up in a daze, and when he turned his head to look around, Duan Jingze lying on the ground in the distance really frightened him a lot.

"Brother!" The little chinchilla ran towards him quickly, kept licking the back of his hand, and patted his cheek with its small paws, trying to wake him up, but the other party didn't respond at all, and his cheeks were sickly pale.

"Woo..." Little Totoro's eyes gradually became moist, and he was already in a state of panic.He pressed his small head against Duan Jingze's forehead, and after feeling the hot body temperature, he quickly imitated the appearance in the TV series, took a cool towel and spread it on Duan Jingze's forehead.

Little Totoro thought of asking Ji Yanzhi and the others for help, but he didn't know the contact information of the other party at all.

He knelt down beside Duan Jingze with a plop, curled his furry tail, folded his hands together and said, "Please gods, please bless Mr. Duan to be safe! Please bless Mr. Duan to be safe!"

Just as the little chinchilla was humming and chirping to himself, the person next to him suddenly let out a gentle chuckle.

"Baby, if you kneel beside me like this, and then spread a white cloth on my body, it will give you a more intimate taste." Duan Jingze opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and the sickness just now faded away, replaced by a half-smile handsome face.

The little chinchilla was stunned, still kneeling there, wagging its tail.

If he heard correctly, Mr. Duan was calling him baby just now?

"What's wrong? What are you thinking?" Duan Jingze stretched out his hands to hold the little chinchilla, and gently stroked his pointed ears, his eyes were so gentle that it was ridiculous.

The little chinchilla widened its eyes, pulled its chubby cheeks with its hands, and asked softly, "Brother, are you alright?"

"It's all right." Duan Jingze stood up holding him in his arms, and slowly made a bed, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for saving me just now."

"No, you're welcome." Little Totoro shook its buttocks, and was gently stroked by Duan Jingze's big hands all over its body. It lifted its small head comfortably and let him scratch its chin.

After going to bed, Duan Jingze put the little chinchilla on his arm, tapped his swollen belly with his slender fingers from time to time, and said in a doting voice, "You are so cute."

"Really?" Little Totoro sat up in surprise, with a hint of blush on his chubby cheeks, and murmured with his little hands: "You are a little different today. This is the first time you praised me for being cute."

"Like me to praise you?" Duan Jingze pursed his lips, lay down sideways, and supported his head with his right hand, his profound and handsome facial features were depicted extremely movingly by the light.

The little chinchilla smiled blankly, and sighed again, Mr. Duan is so handsome.

Duan Jingze saw him looking at him foolishly, lifted his chin slightly, and hugged him tightly in his arms, with a gentle tone: "From now on, I can praise you every day."

The moment the little chinchilla leaned against his chest, he suffocated for breath.

He stammered and asked, "Brother, why are you so gentle today?"

Duan Jingze turned over and lay flat, picked up the little chinchilla and sat on his chest, and said slowly: "Because you are cute."

Little Totoro's heart was beating wildly, especially when looking at Jingze's beautiful narrow eyes, his face turned red again.

In my mind, the scene of Duan Jingze taking a bath reappeared again.

Thinking of this incident, the little chinchilla's cheeks became hotter and hotter, and the tip of his nose was filled with the mint smell that belonged to Duan Jingze.

He took the initiative to move forward, stretched out his paws to hug Duan Jingze's arm, and smiled happily.

Mr. Duan is really gentle today.

"Since we got married, I don't seem to have given you a formal gift. Is there anything you want?"

Hearing that, the little chinchilla raised his head a little excitedly, thought for a while and said:

"I saw a heart-shaped chocolate wrapped in purple on TV that day. I didn't know what it tasted like, so I wanted to try it."

Duan Jingze rubbed the little chinchilla's head, closed his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll satisfy you, I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then the little chinchilla!"

The next day, Duan Jingze was woken up by the alarm clock.

Opening his eyes, the weight on his chest made his chest a little dull, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his brows for an instant.

Taking a closer look, Hui Tuanzi in front of him was snoring, sleeping soundly on his chest, and there was still an inexplicable transparent liquid at the corner of his mouth, slowly flowing to his pajamas.

Duan Jingze is not well.

With a bang, the little chinchilla was thrown onto the sofa, rubbing his eyes in pain.

"Who sent you to sleep in my bed?"