Ikawa was eager to make a pointless defense: "I didn't think that way."
The understanding of each other made the air quiet for a while.
The two people's silent attitudes seemed to be in confrontation, showing that they really did not have random thoughts.
In the end, the man couldn't bear it anymore and squatted down so that the young master could see him clearly: "I'm going to wash my hands and warm up the milk for the young master."
Even though he pretended that nothing had happened, Igawa still failed to pretend to be calm. He just kept stumbling when the young master looked at him.
"Won't I delay you?" The young master was so gentle when he asked this question.
Igawa didn't understand what the young master said. He followed the young master's gaze and looked at himself, who was still arrogant. He turned around in a hurry and walked towards the kitchen of the small bungalow.
The man's words came from far away: "No delay, no delay."
The face that Igawa had saved since childhood was all lost in front of the young master tonight.
And! Just now, when the young master opened the door, it seemed that he was calling the young master's name...
The more Ikawa thought about the situation, the more he wanted to explode and cry? He looked so obscene, but he was seen and heard by the young master. What would the young master think of him? Did he think he was shameless?
To the extreme.
Igawa didn't know why he called out the young master's name. What he did know was that when he touched himself, all he could think about was the young master...
The warmth of the young master.
He was drunk on the spot, listening to the man's shy reply, and smiled softly. He also didn't expect that this simple person would become shy, silly and cute.
After Jingchuan got the milk, he unexpectedly saw Shen Jue on the spot and was a little confused: "Master?"
The cool breeze at night worried Jingchuan. He put the hot milk cup into the young master's hand, paused for a moment to warm the young master's hands, and said in order to make the atmosphere less ambiguous, "I thought you had gone back to your room."
Feeling the man's thoughtfulness, Shen Yu lowered his eyes and smiled: "Waiting for you."
Just these two words made Igawa's heart beat very fast. It seemed to be very loud. He didn't know if the young master would hear it this time. If he heard it, would he laugh at him?
After the young master's hand was almost warm, Igawa stood up and said, "It's cold, let's go back to the room first..."
He shook his head again and admitted his mistake: "I was careless. I should have pushed the young master back to his room first."
"Master, I'm sorry."
Shen Jun took in the warmth in his hands and pursed his lips: "No need to apologize, I don't like it."
The relationship between them does not need to be so polite.
Ikawa: "Okay."
After pushing the young master back to the room, Igawa waited for the young master to finish his bedtime milk.
Master, you got it on your mouth.
Especially...especially like the scene that night when I didn't control myself well and got on his lips, Igawa stared deeply.
Until Shen Zui caught his eye, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth. He handed the cup back to him and said, "Go back?"
Ikawa just woke up and turned around with his face flushed. In fact, he really didn't want to leave.
if……
He said, what if.
Would it be nice if I could hold the young master to sleep again?
That night, the young master was as hot as a ball of fire, which melted the coldness he had felt since childhood.
"It's getting colder."
When Igawa was going out, the young master suddenly said something like this. Igawa turned around again: "Let me close the window for the young master, leaving only a little crack."
I was looking for an excuse to stay in the young master's room for a longer time, but I also had to face going back to my own room.
After the door was closed by the man, Shen Yu softly complained: "Idiot."