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Song Mingze peeked at the man who was serious about driving. Lin Yan himself is more handsome than he looks in the photo. His complexion is pale like he hasn't seen the sun all year round. He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He is all black from head to toe, from his car to his mobile phone. .Song Mingze is a person with a dull personality, and he will be happy only when talking about the content of his favorite game, but Lin Yan looks similar to his personality.

The two got out of the car, and the suitcase was naturally lying in the trunk first. Song Mingze followed Lin Yan with his mobile phone, and entered the Hunan restaurant one after the other.

He is half a head shorter than Lin Yan.

This made Song Mingze feel a little uncomfortable. Although Lin Yan's complexion looked unhealthy, his body shape had already shown his aggressive attitude.

Song Mingze is a true native of City W, and the daily dishes at home are different from those of other families. Song's father and Song mother went out to do business in the early years, and stayed outside for several years. Song Mingze felt that he could eat spicy food.

Song Mingze, who was talking casually before, frowned after taking a bite of the food. There were tea and cups on every table, and he directly poured a cup into his mouth.

"Isn't it okay to say anything?" Lin Yan spoke with a particularly flat tone while his eyes were concerned.

"My food is probably the spiciest over there... it's just medium spicy here. What kind of spiciness do you order?"

"Spicy."

"..."

Seeing Song Mingze poking at the rice irritably, without saying a word for a long time, Lin Yan said, "If you don't like it, don't eat it. I'll take you to eat something else."

Later, Lin Yan took Song Mingze to KFC, which is available everywhere.

Lin Yan took out the key to open the door, turned on the light, and took out a pair of home cotton shoes from the shoe cabinet. They were blue and seemed to be newly bought. The labels on them were still there. Lin Yan tore off the labels and said: "I'm usually the only one at home. I bought it when I knew you were coming. Let's change it."

When he finished changing his shoes and was about to enter the house, he found that Lin Yan was still standing at the entrance, and he couldn't go in directly because he was a guest. Song Mingze asked him strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Yan looked at him with complicated eyes, and said leisurely: "I'm very glad that you agreed to come here. I didn't sleep last night and didn't feel sleepy until after ten o'clock in the morning. Well, in order to rush to pick you up, I went directly to pick you up in cotton mop. You're gone, I don't have any spare shoes."

In April the weather is quite cold to step on the floor with bare feet.

Looking at the time on the phone, Song Mingze said, "It's only past eight o'clock. The supermarket should not be closed yet. It's still too late to go downstairs to buy a pair."

"it is good."

"Why don't you go?"

"Your suitcase is still outside the door, do you want to take it to the supermarket?"

"In no mood!"

"The first room on the left is my bedroom, take the suitcase there."

Song Mingze took a rough look at the door, and visually judged that it was a layout of two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, and said, "Shall we sleep in the same room?"

"The other room has been converted into a study. Do you want to squat in the toilet to sleep?"

"I reject!"

After such a commotion, the strangeness of the first meeting was diluted a lot, the floor was cleaned very clean, thinking of the little wheel on the suitcase dragging on the ground for so long, Song Mingze picked up the suitcase and walked to the bedroom.

"Why are you nervous? You're not alone."

At this moment, Song Mingze had already walked into the bedroom. Lin Yan at the entrance suddenly said such a sentence, and his mood was inexplicably sour. He couldn't see Lin Yan's expression, and didn't know what he meant. He suddenly felt uncomfortable when his throat choked. Lin Yan said again: "Even if you do, you won't be pregnant."

The obviously shameful words directly caused a crumbling heart to float to the clouds. This Lin Yan...is really hateful!

Thinking about it this way, Song Mingze directly opened the suitcase and took out the clothes for changing next to him, walked to the door of the bedroom and said, "Go to the supermarket by yourself, remember to bring me a towel, toothbrush and mouthwash cup, by the way, there are also plastic slippers, cotton slippers It’s inconvenient to take a shower while wearing clothes.”

"...Alright, I'll be back soon."

He was answered by the shutting of the frosted door and the sound of water running from the hood.

Song Mingze didn't know where the nearby supermarket was and how far it was. He washed there for more than ten minutes and Lin Yan still didn't come back. He casually grabbed the only towel on the towel rack. The two solid-color towels were the same size, and one gray One is tan, the toilet is not big, one side is the toilet and the other is the shower area, and no bath towels are seen.

Lin Yan's towel... Song Mingze took the gray one, not sure if it was for him to take a shower or wash his face.

Put on a change of clothes, and the washing machine was placed next to the sink. Song Mingze opened the lid and threw the changed clothes in. He looked at the lid to read the Chinese character prompts, figured out the order of the cases, poured some washing powder, and covered the After pressing a few buttons on the top cover, the washing machine started to operate.

Since the cotton shoes were inconvenient to wear in the shower, they were placed at the door of the toilet. Song Mingze stepped on the floor tiles with his bare feet, as if his feet were on ice.

Song Mingze looked at the towels and shoes in great confusion. The house was very clean. Lin Yan had said before that he was obsessed with cleanliness, so it was fine to just take a shower, but he didn't know what would happen if he used it to wipe the soles of his feet...

Song Mingze hadn't finished tangling here, he heard the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole, the door was open, Lin Yan put the shopping bag on the shoe cabinet, and from the corner of his eyes, Song Mingze was standing barefoot, frowning and asking as he closed the door : "Why don't you wear shoes?"

"You came just in time, give me the towel, I haven't wiped my feet clean yet."

Taking out the towel from the bottom of the shopping bag, tearing off the plastic bag wrapped outside, Lin Yan handed a blue and white striped towel to Song Mingze, "This is for bathing, and the other is for washing your face."

After wiping his feet, he threw the towel to the sink and rubbed it several times before hanging the towel on the other end of the towel rack. Turning around, Song Mingze found that Lin Yan was leaning against the shoe rack. His feet were still the same black pair he saw at the airport. Mian Moo, the expression on his face was like a smile but not a smile.

"what happened?"

"Hmm... tell me what color towel you used?"

Song Mingze touched his nose, feeling guilty: "Grey."

"Well, it's only nine o'clock, are you playing games?" Lin Yan asked.

"No, last night... I didn't fall asleep much, and I'm a little sleepy now."

"Almost, you sleep first, I'll take a shower."

The two walked to the bedroom, and Lin Yan turned on the light in the bedroom.

Song Mingze memorized the position of the light switch, and stood at the door to look at the decoration of the bedroom. The black and white tones, and the simple style with a touch of European flavor are indeed Lin Yan's style.

After he looked around the bedroom, Lin Yan took a pair of underwear from the closet and went to the toilet, "Go to bed early."

"know."

Lifting a corner of the quilt, Song Mingze got into the cold quilt. He lay on the bed facing the outside, and pulled the quilt down to the chin position. The smell on the quilt belonged to Lin Yan.

He couldn't tell what it smelled like, but he just thought it smelled good.

Lin Yan went to take a shower, then—what will happen in a moment?

He didn't know if his ears were red, and he pulled the quilt over his head with all his strength. While he was nervous, he was more expectant and excited.

The sound of the cotton being dragged on the ground was getting closer, and he felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Song Mingze lay motionless with his back facing the door, and then Sim Mengsi sank, Lin Yan half-sat in, he pulled down the quilt on Song Mingze's head and found that it couldn't be pulled, he felt amused, "Sleeping with your head down is not good for your health. Feeling the pull of the quilt loosen, he saw his head turned away, "Go to sleep."

The lights on the ceiling dimmed, and the bedside lamp was turned on.

Lin Yan hugged Song Mingze and slept all night.