Send Warmth To The Beautiful And Powerful Second Male Lead (Quick Wear)

Chapter 38: Fragile At night, his delicate stamens are exposed fragilely. ...

The long curly black hair is dripping wet on the weak shoulders. The child is wearing a large white military shirt, and his face is sinister and cruel that is inconsistent with this age group.

He leaned against the bathroom door and squinted his eyes, looking at the young man resting with his chin not far away, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It’s been such a long time no see, Yu Chen.

While Ji Xia was half asleep and half awake, she felt a gloomy and cold gaze clinging to her body unbridled. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked in the direction. There was only a child standing on the floor with bare feet and a pair of timid black eyes. Looking at him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, maybe it was his imagination. This day had brought too much impact to him, and he was really tired.

He took the bath towel that was placed on the chair, knelt down in front of the child, hugged the child from head to tail, and gently purred his wet hair.

This is not the outside, and the target of the mission in front of him is not the person who knew the original person before. Ji Xia subconsciously relaxed a little. He pinched the child's fair face and said: "You have to wipe your head after taking a bath, you know?"

Bathing here is fully automatic. It's a set of equipment that people can just go in, so Ji Xia thought it was a naughty child who didn't want to wipe his hair.

The child followed Ji Xia's movements, tilted his head back comfortably, and threw himself into Ji Xia's arms. He said in a small voice: "I'm sorry, brother... The places I stayed in before were always like this. After taking a bath, I would get wet." It's out, I, I don't know..."

From an angle that Ji Xia couldn't see, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and rubbed his water-soaked body into Ji Xia's arms, really wanting to force the person in front of him to peel off his hypocrisy. .

He knew only too well how rotten this man was inside, and was even ready to be pushed down.

But I didn't expect to be hugged.

He couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

Ji Xia's aggrieved voice made the child's heart soften. How could he have forgotten that the child was a slave who was sold before? How could he know this?

He picked up the child and patted his back: "It's my brother's fault. Can you wipe your head every day?"

The child seemed to be frightened and looked at him blankly.

Ji Xia was happy, flicked his head, and raised his eyebrows: "Why, you still don't want to?"

The child lowered his eyelashes like small fans: "No, thank you brother."

Ji Xia looked at the time, it was already midnight, I thought it was time for children of this age to go to sleep, so I sent him to the guest room bed and tucked him in.

"By the way, what's your name?"

The child has completely recovered. Isn't that what Yu Chen was like in his previous life? He was best at winning people's hearts with this kind of small means of kindness. It can only be said that in this life, he has become even more hypocritical.

"X-97."

Ji Xia frowned and considered, "This doesn't sound very good. Can my brother get a new one for you?"

The child nodded.

Ji Xia put her knuckles against her chin and struggled for a long time. She suddenly remembered the gorgeous sunset on the way back from carrying her child, but the sunset always had a bad meaning.