[BL, MTL] Crooked? Here Comes the Warmth! (Quick Wear)

Chapter 339: What Should I Do If My Brother Always Likes to Cling To Me (1)

　　The boy seemed slightly flustered by his sudden awakening.

　　He even forgot to let go of the little hand holding the boy's hair.

　　Chi Bai'an was a little helpless. Why did a little girl with small breasts grab her hair and refused to let go as soon as she walked in? She seemed to be stunned.

　　Is it because he looks too scary?

　　Chi Bai'an thought for two seconds and decided to free the hair from Xiaotuanzi's hands first.

　　Just the next second something happened that he didn't expect.

　　Chi Bai'an just wanted to use gentle force to pull the boy's hand away from the top of his head, but the moment he touched the back of the boy's hand, the other party let go of his hair as if he was very frightened.

　　Before he could react, the opponent had already bounced one meter away.

　　At this moment, he was curled up in the corner and buried his little fleshy face in his knees.

　　Like he's a little...afraid of him?

　　Chi Bai'an felt a little strange, and tentatively moved forward and reached out to the boy.

　　It happened that the boy raised his head to reveal timid eyes, and after just one glance at him, he retracted his head as if he were afraid, and his already small body shrank back to the corner.

　　Chi Baian just sat there with his hands raised. After a few seconds, he sighed and slowly lowered his hands.

　　Forget it, let Xiaotuanzi be alone.

　　Only then did Chi Baian observe the entire room.

　　It would be an understatement to call it a rough house with poor decoration. Even the red brick walls are exposed. A small area of ​​the roof is leaking. There is very little furniture in the room and it is all dirty. Basically none of the windows are intact. Lossless.

　　But the strange thing is that although the window glass is broken and dirty, the outside is also surrounded by a brand new stainless steel anti-theft net.

　　He was now on a small bed in the room. There was no mattress or sheets on it. He and the boy could only sleep on the hard bed board. There was only one sheet that could be considered a quilt. It was cold and uncomfortable.

　　Chi Bai'an glanced out the window. This was the first floor. Looking out, it was even sparsely populated. The houses he could see were not even as good as the room they lived in. Basically, most of the roofs had collapsed and were abandoned.

　　The little boy raised his little hand and looked at it, and found that he was also dirty.

　　Has he turned into a child?

　　The body was about eight or nine years old, while the boy on the bed looked to be only about five years old.

　　Chi Baian wasn't sure because the boy was too thin and seemed malnourished, so he was probably slightly older than the five years he thought.

　　Can I go out from here? Why is he in such a desolate place with a little dumpling?

　　The young boy wanted to get out of the room and take a look, but found that the iron door in the room was locked.

　　He tried several times and found that it was locked from the outside.

　　Chi Bai'an was a little confused. When he turned around, he happened to find the boy raising his head to peek at him. When he saw that he and the other person were looking at each other, he immediately buried his head in his knees.