Those who like to cook are good people

After eating ice cream, Wu Ci hurriedly took a hot bath and nestled on the sofa when he got home. Wrapped in a small blanket, he didn't feel cold. He swiped his mouse to read the news.

Hearing the sound of Yan Heng taking a shower, Wu Ci felt that the computer was a bit out of control.

The sound of water stopped now.He should be applying shower gel now, Wu Ci thought about how Yan Heng was applying shower gel to his body, and after thinking about it, he wanted to slap himself twice.

Thinking about something messy, I scolded myself in my heart.I was a little upset.Wu Ci simply reached out and turned off the computer, burying his face in his bowed legs.

When did this person treat himself so well?When did you get used to it again?

And I seem to be very happy with this habit, which is obviously not like this.I started to feel weird myself.

Wu Ci rubbed his face, tomorrow is Sunday, and Yan Heng will go home on Monday.

Obviously it's a matter of course, why?

Why do I feel ashamed.

"What's wrong?" Yan Heng came out of the toilet in his pajamas, wiping his hair, and saw Wu Ci sitting on the sofa with his knees hugged.

Seeing that Wu Ci didn't speak, Yan Heng asked again: "Does it hurt your feet? Or your stomach?"

Wu Ci shook his head and didn't answer.

Yan Heng frowned, hung the towel around his neck, knelt on the sofa with one leg, put one hand through Wu Ci's knee, and hugged him horizontally.

"Hello!" Wu Ci was taken aback, and subconsciously struggled a bit, feeling Yan Heng's hand tremble and hugging Yan Heng's neck on his own initiative.

"What are you doing!" Wu Ci said.

Yan Heng didn't answer, but walked into the room with Wu Ci in his arms.Put him on the bed.

He also sat on the bed, leaning on Wu Ci and said, "What's wrong with you?"

If you don't say it, just kiss it.Yan Heng thought to himself.