[MTL, BL] Fall In Love with The Sickly BOSS in The Fear Tour

Chapter 103

Before I knew it, it was twelve noon.

Yuan Hanan prepared lunch, and was worried about Fang Xi, who was still awake.

After thinking about it, he picked up a set of clothes and walked to the innermost room. He knocked politely and restrainedly. When no one responded, he opened the door on his own.

As soon as he saw the conspicuous pit on the wall, and there were several bright red bloodstains, Yuan Hanan paused, sat in front of Fang Xi's bed, and found that the man had covered his entire head with the quilt again. Only the top of a fluffy head was exposed.

Yuan Hanan sighed helplessly, and while pulling Fang Xi out of the bed, he softly called his name, "Xuan Chi.

" Recalling that the traces left last night were still not clear, I woke up with a bang, my eyes quietly opened a little slit, and found that Yuan Hanan's expression was natural and there was nothing unusual, so he shook his eyelashes and opened his eyes with confidence.

Yuan Hanan couldn't see his small movements, he just kept silent.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the blood on the wall, Fang Xi's breathing was stagnant, and he finally smiled, "Why did you come in?"

Yuan Hanan looked down at him, and said solemnly, "It's twelve o'clock. Well, you slept for almost a day and missed three meals."

Fang Xi smiled and let Yuan Hanan get dressed.

Since the incident in the bathroom, this man seems to have opened up some tricks, all kinds of delicate and considerate actions are not attractive.

When everything was cleaned up, Yuan Hanan pointed to the hole in the wall, "Why don't you explain why you fell on the wall last night?"

Fang Xi blinked and explained dryly, "Maybe it was because a thief entered yesterday. ?"

Yuan Hanan glanced at the sky on the 23rd floor outside the window, took a breath of the air on the 23rd floor, nodded, and said nothing, but there was a light sound in the air, Fang Xi looked down, and Sanskrit came again. When the pendant.

After clasping the Sanskrit, Yuan Hanan took out his mobile phone and let Fang Xi see it, "What do you want to cut?"

Fang Xi was stunned, only to realize that he had asked Yuan Hanan to cut his hair yesterday, and looked at him with tears and laughter. Yuan Hanan had a serious look on his face.

I thought that according to this person's character, I'm afraid it was a night of preparation.

Looking at a few pictures on Yuan Han'an's mobile phone, Fang Xi shook his head and said casually, "It's the same as you." Yuan Han'an pursed a

faint smile and said, "Okay."

Looking in the mirror, Fang Xi saw that the man's face was covered with a circle of golden light under the sunlight, looming, like a stone statue carved in ancient Greece.

At this moment, he had a serious face, and the pair of hands that were supposed to slay demons and demons held a pair of scissors. He moved and thought about it, but Fang Xi didn't even notice it when he looked at him through the mirror.

The young man in the mirror is nestled in a chair, behind him is a tall, serious-faced man with long black hair in his hands, changing angles from time to time.

The warm sunshine makes this picture even more warm. Fang Xi rolled his eyes.

After Yuan Hanan finished cutting, he looked in the mirror. The young man's half-length hair just covered the base of his ears. The few strands of hair on his forehead made his beautiful eyebrows looming, and his sleepy eyes looked like a domestic orange cat.