Follow suit

The bathroom was filled with damp, there was still fog in the mirror, and the scent of shower gel remained in the air, which was exactly the same as the smell that just emanated from Lu Qiansong's body.

The young man in the mirror stood upright, with a blush on his face, and his body was rather thin. If you look carefully, there is a sunburn on his shoulder that is gradually fading, which is the trace left by the previous military training.

Wen Chaoan looked at himself in the mirror, and not long after, he reached out to touch his cheek, and touched the smooth skin.

He imagined that he was Lu Qiansong, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what he was like in Lu Qiansong's heart.

Does it look like you're about to cry?

What expression is the expression that is about to cry?

Wen Chaoan made a crying expression, and then changed to something else. In the end, the more he looked at it, the more funny it became, and he made himself laugh.

He shook his head, exhaled slowly, and then went to take a bath.

Wen Chaoan didn't take a quick shower, he didn't come out after washing his body, and kept flushing under the shower with his eyes closed. He liked this refreshing feeling very much.

The water temperature is a bit hot, and after a while, the whole body turns red, like a shrimp.

It took about a few minutes before Wen Chaoan turned off the tap and wiped the water off his body with a towel.When I looked at the mirror again, the mirror was useless at all, it was completely trapped in the water vapor, and if I looked up, I could still see the swaying shape of the water vapor under the lamp.

Wen Chaoan put a towel on his head and went out of the bathroom, just as Yu Dongzi's mother came over. This auntie was straightforward and had a loud voice. While turning on the fan, she talked to Wen Chaoan, praising him for his good looks. He also said that Yu Dongzi was as fat as a pig.

Wen Chaoan replied with a smile, and Yu Dongzi in the living room told him to go back to his room and ignore his mother.

After entering the room, Lu Qiansong was not there, Wen Chaoan settled down and walked in, but someone suddenly popped out from behind the door, "Wow", he was startled, and then he saw clearly that it was Lu Qiansong.

"Is it fun?" Lu Qiansong laughed loudly, closed the door, put Wen Chaoan's shoulders on the bed and walked to the bed, "You have been washing for a long time."

Wen Chaoan struggled under his arm.

Lu Qiansong let go of his hand slightly, and asked, "Scared you?"

"Scared," Wen Chaoan pushed him, "Of course I was scared. Why are you scaring me?"

"Whatever, it's fun."

Wen Chaoan pushed Lu Qiansong's hand away, glared at him, and sat on the edge of the bed wiping his hair in shock.

Lu Qiansong lay on the bed and looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, "This is really good."

"What?" Wen Chaoan was about to turn his head, but the back of his hand was held down.

"Don't move," Lu Qiansong knelt behind him at some point, and said, "Can I wipe it for you?" Although it was a question, he started to do it before the answer.

No.

Wen Chaoan lowered his head and hid, saying, "Farewell, I will do it myself."

"I'll help you, I'll help you," Lu Qiansong pressed the towel with one hand, and pulled Wen Chaoan's arm with the other. After pulling his arm down, he said, "I want to wipe it, let me try."

Wen Chaoan didn't refuse any more. He lowered his head, and the towel was lifted up, like a small shed, with a beautiful neck exposed underneath, which looked cute because of his obedient movements, and even the curve was well-behaved.

Lu Qiansong lowered her head slightly...

"Is it finished?" Wen Chaoan said, "I think it's dry..."

"Well," Lu Qiansong straightened up and paused, "I also think I'm going to do it."

"Then I'll put the towel." Wen Chaoan stood up, took the towel off his head, and looked back at Lu Qiansong.

Wen Chaoan's hair was still a little wet, standing up like the spines of a little hedgehog, without any cover on his forehead, and the angle of slightly looking down on Lu Qiansong looked very cool.

Speaking of it, his personality always gives people a kind of well-behaved and soft feeling, but in fact, at first glance, he will feel handsome, and then he will become gentle because of his personality.

Looking at it, Lu Qiansong smiled.

Wen Chaoan turned his head inexplicably, turned his back on the unclear eyes behind him, and walked out the door cautiously, then sighed softly—the pressure of being with Lu Qiansong was really too great.

After putting away the towel, you can still see the people in the living room when you come out of the bathroom. Zhou Rong is stretching and beckoning to Wen Chaoan.

"Brother, it's almost ten o'clock, are you sleeping?"

"Well, maybe I'll go to bed after a while," Wen Chaoan walked over, "Don't play too late."

"Okay." After Zhou Rong responded, he looked at Wen Chaoan again, as if he had something to say, but in the end he said good night to Wen Chaoan without saying anything.

Going back to the room, Wen Chaoan and Lu Qiansong arranged the seats, because the bed was next to the wall, there must be one person sleeping against the wall, Wen Chaoan thought about it, and said that sleeping inside is also fine.

When Wen Chaoan lay down under the quilt, Lu Qiansong followed suit, and the two of them looked at their mobile phones one by one. When it was time to go to bed, Wen Chaoan gave the book to Lu Qiansong, put it on the bedside table, and turned off the light.

The room was pitch black, and the voice of Yu Dongzi and Zhou Rong talking outside the door could be faintly heard. After a while, the aunt came out and asked the two to keep their voices down, and it became much quieter.

Wen Chaoan opened his eyes, and soon his eyes adapted to the darkness. He stared at a place at random, looked at it quietly, and closed his eyes after watching for a while, but once he closed them, other sensations became very vivid. His organs were telling him that there was a person lying next door.

Wen Chaoan quickly opened his eyes, as if this would distract him a little bit, and stop thinking about Lu Qiansong all the time.

Maybe 10 minutes passed, maybe 10 minutes passed, Wen Chaoan didn't know the time, he heard his own light breathing, and Lu Qiansong's breathing next to him, felt that Lu Qiansong fell asleep, and then Slightly turned sideways, and wrapped the quilt against the wall.

Recently, the tigers are rampant in autumn, and the daytime is very hot, but it is a little cooler at night, and the temperature may start to cool down someday.

The quilts that Auntie gave the two of them were neither thin nor thick, and the current room temperature was just right, so Wen Chaoan was not particularly hot even though they were covered tightly.

After waiting for a while, Wen Chaoan closed his eyes and tried to make himself fall asleep, but he didn't know if it was because he was in someone else's house or for some other reason, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, instead he became more and more energetic.

Wen Chaoan was thinking whether to go out and sit for a while, read a book before going to bed, at this moment, the person behind him turned over, Wen Chaoan waited quietly, then heard a little movement, a very light whisper in his ear sound.

"Are you asleep?" gasped.

Wen Chaoan was stunned for a moment, it turned out that Lu Qiansong was not asleep yet.

He was about to say that he wasn't asleep, when he put a hand on his waist, Wen Chaoan felt Lu Qiansong leaning over and sticking to his back.

"are you asleep?"

These words rang in his ears, the air current made Wen Chaoan itchy, he moved reflexively, like a jolt.

After a moment of silence, Lu Qiansong's voice behind him became louder: "Aren't you asleep?"

Wen Chaoan gave a "hmm" and said, "I haven't fallen asleep yet."

I may not be able to fall asleep for a while, and my spirit is terrible.

Lu Qiansong laughed, and then got closer, hugging Wen Chaoan from behind: "I'm afraid of waking you up."

"Wake me up?"

"Yeah," Lu Qiansong didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior at all, he put his forehead against the back of Wen Chaoan's head, rubbed his hair, and said, "I'm a little cold, and I want to get closer to you, but I'm afraid of waking you up. It is estimated that the temperature will drop in the past two days, and I have already changed the quilt."

"Cotton quilt?" Wen Chaoan thought he was joking, so he laughed, "Then you are not hot?"

"I'm afraid of the cold, not the heat."

And when it's hot, turn on the air conditioner, the quilt plus the air conditioner is a perfect match.But Lu Qiansong didn't tell him that, just said: "I feel a little cold, aren't you cold?"

Wen Chaoan's temperature is just right. It is true that the temperature will get colder and colder at night, but it is not so exaggerated today."I'm fine," he said.

"Then can I hold you?" Lu Qiansong touched Wen Chaoan's back with his hand, proving that he was really cold, "Look, my hands are so cold."

Wen Chaoan arched forward, turned around and touched it. Lu Qiansong's hands were indeed cold: "Really, are you so cold?"

"Yes."

"Would you like to ask Auntie to get a thicker quilt?" Wen Chaoan suggested this, but felt that it was too late, as all uncles and aunts were asleep, which was not good.

"It's okay, I'll stay closer to you, don't disturb them." Lu Qiansong said, and squeezed again, with the quilt between them, leaning against each other.

"If you're so cold, you'll get colder when you fall asleep. What if you catch a cold tomorrow?"

"Should...not?" After Lu Qiansong finished speaking, she paused, and suddenly said softly, "Actually, I..."

"Actually what?"

Wen Chaoan asked him.

In fact, there is another way, which is to sleep under a quilt.

"It's nothing." Lu Qiansong shook his head, shook off his messy thoughts, and lay down again, "It's nothing, go to sleep, I won't catch a cold."

"That's not okay, what if you don't feel well tomorrow?" Wen Chaoan said, "There is an exam on Monday."

"You still want to take the exam."

Lu Qiansong couldn't help laughing.

Wen Chaoan was really thinking about it seriously, but he didn't need to think about it. He thought early on that if the quilt was put together, he would be warm. Sleeping on a quilt is too tense and you won't be able to sleep well.

However, if Lu Qiansong is cold, he can just sleep, it's fine.

Thinking of this, Wen Chaoan asked Lu Qiansong to turn on the light, and they spread the quilt together, then got into bed.

Lu Qiansong's heart was about to blossom, but she still asked, "Is it possible? This way."

"Well, it shouldn't be cold this way."

Wen Chaoan pursed his lips a little, and then said to Lu Qiansong, "Then I'll go to bed first."

Lu Qiansong said "um" and said good night to him.

Just like before, Wen Chaoan spent ten minutes brewing to sleep, and just when he felt that he could fall asleep, Lu Qiansong's hand touched his waist again.