Chapter 45 Little Doll (17)
Chapter 45 Little Doll (17)
Just then, the bathroom door slowly opened, and Su Ao walked out with a leisurely and steady pace.
His upper body was completely naked, revealing his strong chest and broad, powerful shoulders without reservation.
Her lower body was only wrapped in a white bath towel, tied loosely around her waist, as if it might slip off at any time.
His skin is fair, and the lines of his abdominal muscles are clearly visible on his chest. Every muscle is full of strength and beauty, extending smoothly and naturally to the lower abdomen.
At this moment, his body was still covered with a thin layer of water vapor, making him look mysterious and charming as if he had just walked out of a fairyland.
The crystal clear water droplets flowed slowly along his strong muscles, first sliding across his solid chest muscles, then passing through his flat and tight abdomen, and finally gathered at the edge of the bath towel, and then disappeared silently.
This scene exudes an indescribable sense of timidity for no reason, which makes people's heart beat faster and their faces turn red.
The wet hair on his forehead casually stuck to his handsome face. Not only did he not look embarrassed at all, but his face became even more enchanting and charming, making people unable to resist his charm.
At the same time, Su Ao's eyes, as deep as a pool of water, were staring straight at the small black and white ball on the bed.
"Have you finished changing?"
Su Ao asked softly, reaching out to gently smooth his messy, wet hair, and then walked towards the young man on the bed step by step.
As he approached, a strong masculine scent hit her face, instantly filling the entire room.
Suddenly, a low and magnetic male voice was heard, and the voice was like a thunder exploding in Song Jin's ears.
He was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He glanced at the other person with his beautiful eyes and quickly walked back.
The boy's white feet were small and tender, and he stepped carefully on the big bed that was as soft as clouds.
With every small step, the little feet would leave a shallow footprint on the mattress, just like plum blossoms blooming on the snow.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast Song Jin ran, he was still picked up by Su Ao.
Song Jin reluctantly sat in the man's palm, pursed her pink lips, and looked straight at the other person. It seemed that she noticed that the man was shirtless at the moment. The boy lowered his head a little embarrassedly, not daring to look.
"Yeah, it looks pretty good."
Su Ao narrowed his narrow and sharp fox eyes slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and praised generously.
Those eyes were like a deep lake, revealing an indescribable charm in the shimmering water.
Hearing Su Ao's straightforward praise, Song Jin's ears trembled slightly involuntarily, as sensitive as a frightened little rabbit.
But he did not respond, but just lowered his head silently, and his white neck was stained with a light pink.
Su Ao's gaze slowly moved downward, like a gentle spring breeze blowing across the lake, and finally stopped at the boy's slender and soft waist.
He asked softly, "Huh? You don't know how to wear it? Why don't you wear your belt?"
Song Jin looked at the baggy look around her waist and whispered back, "It's comfortable this way."
After hearing this, Su Ao was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly.
He paused, gently placed the boy on the edge of the bed, and then slowly squatted down.
He stretched out his slender fingers, carefully picked up the belt, and then carefully tied it for the boy.
Every movement seemed so meticulous, as if he was treating an inestimable treasure.
An exquisite bow belt was firmly tied around the boy's slender waist, fitting perfectly as if it were tailor-made for him.
This skirt features an exquisite lace design and delicate lace decorations at the hem, making the whole skirt look cute and playful.
In addition, the black and white headband, which Su Ao skillfully put on the boy's head, added a touch of sweetness.
However, when Song Jin stood up, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
The skirt was already quite short, and after being tied tightly at the waist, it actually moved up a little, making him feel like he might be exposed at any time.
This uneasy feeling made Song Jin feel very uncomfortable, but facing Su Ao's satisfied gaze, he could only endure the discomfort.
——Oh my god!!! The baby is so cute!!!
——Little maid hehehe little maid hehe
——Oh my god, I want to kiss you to death!!!
——The short skirt makes the legs look longer, look at my baby's slender legs, hehe
——Shashasha, I can't stand it anymore, my family!
...
At this moment, Su Ao was gazing at the petite and lovely figure on the bed with a melancholic gaze, and he said softly, "Sure enough, this dress really fits me well."
There was a barely perceptible hint of amusement in his tone.
Hearing this, Song Jin couldn't help but curl her lips, blushing as she cursed the system: [Su Ao is a pervert!]
The system paused, then echoed, "A little bit."
Su Ao didn't notice the boy's expression, but instead thought of something else: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, do you have a name?"
Upon hearing this, Song Jin raised her beautiful eyes as clear as snow and looked straight at Su Ao.
There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally he answered in a low voice: "No."
He didn't want to tell Su Ao that Su Ao was a big bad guy!
The man's gaze naturally fell on the boy, and he keenly caught the boy's slightly slow reaction and slightly trembling eyelashes.
He couldn't help but narrow his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said slowly: "Oh? Really? In that case, how about I give you a name?"
Before Song Jin could even finish her words and refuse, the man continued on his own initiative: "Well... should I call you Daidai or Benben?"
He seemed to be lost in thought, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was really considering seriously which of the two names was more suitable for the person in front of him.
However, he immediately shook his head and muttered to himself, "You're dumb and stupid anyway, it doesn't matter."
When Song Jin heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He raised his delicate little face and looked at the other person angrily: "You are the stupid one!"
Facing Song Jin's angry accusations, the man not only showed no shame, but chuckled.
He wore a playful smile on his face and teased her deliberately, "Okay, okay, since you don't want to be stupid, then fine, I'll call you Daidai from now on."
"You you you! I don't want it!"
Song Jin's face turned red with anger. He pursed his lips and sat on the bed angrily, not intending to pay attention to the man next to him.
Unfortunately, the man seemed to be a person without tact. When he saw the boy sitting on the bed with his back to him, he not only did not shut up, but stretched out his right index finger and poked the boy's thin back lightly one after another.
"Angry?"
"Hmm? Small in stature, but with a big temper."
"Okay, okay, I won't call you Dadai anymore, okay? I'll call you whatever you want me to call you."
Su Ao said a lot, but seeing that the little guy still ignored him, he couldn't help but lose his patience.
In desperation, the tall and handsome man picked up the towel and casually wiped his wet hair a few times, then climbed straight onto the bed without saying a word.
He supported his head with one hand and gently poked the sulking little guy in front of him with the other hand.
But surprisingly, the little guy still kept his head down, as if he was still immersed in anger.
Seeing this, Su Ao couldn't help but soften his voice and asked cautiously, "Are you still angry?"
Seeing that the boy still ignored him, he couldn't help but reach out and touch him. The boy suddenly raised his head and pushed Su Ao's fingers away with an unhappy look on his face.
Then, the boy rubbed his big watery eyes with his fair little hands, and slowly lay down, curled up into a small ball, looking soft.
Su Ao paused. The boy actually fell asleep?
Sure enough, after a while, the boy's even and gentle breathing could be heard.
Su Ao shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, moved the boy gently closer to his pillow, then slowly got up and got out of bed.
I took a small white quilt and a small pillow, the size of which was just right for the little doll.
Su Ao returned to the bed with a quilt and pillow. He first gently placed the pillow under the boy's head, then carefully unfolded the quilt and gently covered the boy with it.
At this moment, the sleeping boy is quiet and peaceful, like a beautiful painting.
Su Ao paused, covered himself with the quilt, glanced at the little girl beside him, and fell asleep together.