"Beep-"
The call was hung up immediately.
Xu Xingqi snorted.
A mere rival in love, shut down with a single sentence.
He had thought the man would be more capable than that.
Tossing the phone onto the sofa, he tied his apron and cheerfully went back to cooking.
Having dealt with a rival, he was in an especially good mood.
When Xu Shi came out of the shower, he could hear him singing as he arranged the dishes in the living room.
"What's got you so happy?" Xu Shi asked.
"Nothing." Xu Xingqi certainly wasn't going to tell him about that. "Come eat."
"Oh."
Xu Shi walked over.
He hadn't blow-dried his hair, which was still damp, and had only draped a towel over his head.
He didn't like blow-drying his hair.
It was tiring.
Seeing this, Xu Xingqi walked over naturally and rubbed his hair firmly through the towel a few times. "Let me dry your hair first."
Xu Shi shook his head, taking the chance to shake off his hand. "No need. I'll dry it myself later."
Drying his hair would involve physical contact, and he wasn't used to doing something so intimate with someone else.
"You'll get another headache later," Xu Xingqi murmured.
He wanted to wipe Xu Shi's hair some more, but his hand stopped in midair, not daring to come down.
Only the warm sensation from the towel seemed to linger on his fingertips.
There was a faint, sweet scent.
He used the same shampoo, so why didn't he smell as nice as his big brother?
"Let's eat first. I'll dry it myself later," Xu Shi reminded him again.
"...Oh."
Xu Xingqi said nothing more.
All the filthy thoughts in his head were thrown into disarray, and he felt something slightly off about his body's