Who is not a fairy?

It happened a week after Song Yu moved in.

Song Yu is a fairly qualified tenant.

It should not even be said to be qualified, it is simply excellent.

At the beginning, they agreed that they would take turns doing housework, but when He Xu returned home, he found that the house was cleaned every day.

Cleaning housework is the most annoying thing. After cleaning, you may not be able to see it. If you don’t clean it, you can see the clues, and then say disgustingly: It’s really dirty.

There is also a sweeping robot, although it is a bit stupid and breaks the potted plants at home from time to time, but what about others?

Wipe the tables and chairs, sweep the crevices of the cabinets, pour hot water, wash the air conditioner, and never leave the garbage overnight. All of these have to be done by yourself. He Xu didn't realize it at first, but he was just glad that the floor tiles were white and shiny when it was his turn. Just wave the broom.

Until that day——Sunday, Song Yu was resting at home, and he was restless. He walked around the house twice and felt that he had nothing to do. He suddenly looked up and caught a glimpse of the range hood—the range hood had been in existence for more than ten years. , is an old comrade full of scars - he immediately brightened his eyes and got up to dismantle the range hood.

At noon, He Xu stepped back home, and when he heard pinging and bangs in the kitchen, he immediately thought that the briquettes were rebelling at home, but he rushed in and saw that Song Yu was sitting on a small bench with his sleeves rolled up. Then he raised his face and smiled, the two dimples were so bright that they almost blinded his eyes.

Although He Xu's life was rough, but he was not big-hearted, he figured it all out in the blink of an eye, remembering how he was slacking off under Song Yu's nose, he felt a little guilty, and hurriedly coughed lightly and said to Song Yu: "Mr. Song is too polite. How dare I trouble you. Tell me next time and let me come."

Song Yu shook his head, lowered his head to wipe off the oil stains, and suddenly raised his head as if remembering something: "My name is Song Yu."

"Huh?" He Xu couldn't quite understand his brain circuit.

"Everyone calls me Ah Yu, you can call me that too."

He Xu: "...Okay, Ah Yu, get out of the way, I'll come and help you."

Song Yu was not polite, but He Xu suspected that he didn't know what "polite" was, so he shrank his long legs obediently. He Xu walked over to him and took out a bottle of cleanser from the cabinet. The two of them worked hard for more than an hour before tidying up. When He Xu saw that his white shirt was covered with dark and old oil stains, he felt itchy all over his body, but seeing Song Yu even more embarrassed, he still kept his temper. Said: "Your clothes are dirty, do you want to take a bath?"

Song Yu nodded, and He Xu thought: "He really is a stick." He went to turn on the water heater: "Then wait a minute, I'll boil some hot water for you."

Song Yu stopped his hand: "It's already burned."

"……it is good."

While waiting for Song Yu to take a shower, He Xu couldn't bear to take off his shirt and changed into a white T. He looked at his ironed shirt with heartache, and then threw it into a trash can.

Before recovering from the heartache, Song Yu had already come out of the shower, wearing a pair of loose sports pants and a T-shirt given by the lottery shop, with "大□□" printed on it .

He came out in a hurry, the water on his body was not completely dried, and the T-shirt was tightly attached to his body, revealing a translucent, lean waistline. Strength, natural beauty.

He Xu has lived for 26 years, and he has always been like a mirror in his heart. At first glance, he almost couldn't hold back such an impactful scene. It was Song Yu who looked at him with a reddish face and pulled him back. god.

Song Yu is not sociable, but he is very sensitive to people's emotions. He is really like a small animal, blinking his eyes and looking at him at a loss. When He Xu saw his eyes, he felt his heart was being scratched by a cat. She scratched her two paws, and her face turned red when she rubbed it.

The two of them stared blankly like geese. It was He Xu who came back to his senses first, and condemned his face in a sanctimonious manner: You are a red fart!Something I didn't know!Then I rolled up a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

There is still water mist on the mirror, and the aroma of hot shower gel remains in the narrow space of the bathroom. He Xu's shower gel is a family pack, and his mother said it was forced to him at a special price from the supermarket. So he asked Song Yu not to buy a new one, and the two of them shared a bottle for life.

He was a little selfish when he said this, but it was just a seed, but now it has swelled into a towering tree. He took a deep breath of sandalwood air, clearly saying it was to calm the mind and calm the mind, but in the end he became more agitated sharp.

While squeezing the shower gel, he analyzed himself and reflected deeply: This is not right, it’s not that I haven’t had a boy friend, I look a lot better, and I’m generally knowledgeable and talkative, how could I fall in love with such a stick?Could it be that he hasn't been in love for so long and is already so hungry?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a "click", which was the sound of the doorknob turning. He didn't have time to react, so he covered his crotch with a towel with a blushing face, but the one who rolled in through the crack of the door was Just a black fur ball.

He Xu: "..."

Coal Ball Essence: "..."

Briquette: "You seem disappointed?"

He Xu: "Are you a pervert?"

It was too late to say it, but it was too late, the coal ball spirit jumped up with a roar, and went straight to He Xu's face, and He Xu pulled his hand, so that the coal ball spirit slammed on the glass door.

It banged on the glass door angrily: "Let me in!"

He Xu just pretended not to hear, and after taking a shower, Shi Shiran came out wrapped in a towel, and condemned righteously: "You actually want to peep at my beautiful body!"

The briquette spit on his feet with a "bah": "Smelly, shameless, what's so good about you human beings who are shameless and barren. Unlike me, the hair is black and shiny."

As he spoke, he puffed up his chest, wanting He Xu to take a good look at it, but He Xu stepped on it mercilessly: "You better explain why you broke in while I was taking a shower, if you can't explain If it's good—" He picked up the wet briquettes, "I'll pull out your hairs one by one!"

Under pressure from the coercion, the Briquette had no choice but to speak honestly: "That man is in the kitchen."

"What are you doing in the kitchen?"

"Cook."

He Xu nodded expressionlessly, grabbed the briquette essence with one hand, and pinched a bunch of its hair with the other. Seeing He Xu coming, the fur ball immediately howled miserably: "Don't pull it, don't pull it! You Don't you think there's something wrong?!"

He Xu didn't speak, but just nodded his chin to signal him to continue. Under He Xu's condescending eyes, the coal ball spirit trembled and said: "When I rented the house, I agreed to stay away from the kitchen, and he ended up today. It’s a range hood and a cook, so I hang out in the kitchen all day long, looking like I want to peep! Maybe I’ve tampered with the range hood!”

He Xu gave a "tsk" and looked at it with disgust: "You don't have persecution paranoia, do you? Let's not talk about the range hood. It's agreed that you won't let him cook in the kitchen regardless of food. Are you going to starve him to death?"

The briquette spirit snorted: "What about the range hood! What about the range hood! What about the range hood! You are so partial to him, you really are obsessed with sex, and you don't even know how you died!"

"I have normal physical and psychological needs." He Xu shrugged his shoulders, "You can't just hope that the whole world will be single with you just because you are single... He works hard, except for being a little straight-headed, he basically has no shortcomings, it's normal to like him, so there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Originally, He Xu was just using a set of excuses to prevaricate the briquettes, but after thinking about it, he felt that what he said made more sense. Originally, his concerns had two aspects: First, they are the relationship between the landlord and the tenant after all. His reputation is not very good after going out; second, this person is simple, if he breaks up in the future, he may be in trouble.

However, he carefully weighed the advantages and disadvantages, and the balance was obviously tilted towards the former.

If you have wine today and get drunk today, you will waste your youth if you don't flirt. After what, go to his mother.

Thinking of this, He Xu happily threw the briquettes out, changed his clothes, looked in the mirror, and went out to find Song Yu.

Song Yu was cutting potatoes with his back turned to him.

He Xu walked behind him, and suddenly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders. This movement was just right, intimate but not intimate. Although Song Yu was stiff, he did not break free.

He Xu smiled slightly and asked in his ear: "Ah Yu, what do you eat?"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze down and glanced at the chopping board.

Song Yu said, "Hot and sour potato shreds."

He Xu: "..."

He was silent for two seconds, and said sincerely: "Use these to make French fries, and I will help you shred potatoes."

Song Yu was also silent for a moment, and suddenly understood the meaning behind it, his face flushed suddenly, but Song Yu didn't give him a chance to refute, so he put one arm around his shoulder and the other around his waist, and pulled him back. , Side belt also said: "One, two, three, okay, let go."

When He Xu was talking, Song Yu turned his head abruptly. At this time, the two faces were only punched apart. He Xu also brushed his teeth after taking a shower, and the cool mint fragrance hit his face while speaking.

Song Yu vaguely felt that this intimacy was a bit too much, but seeing He Xu's calm expression, he immediately rejected the idea, but felt that his thoughts were dirty, and at the same time, there was a kind of surprise in his heart: he was so kind to me.

Song Yu thought uncomfortably: He is not like them, he is really kind to me.

I want to be nice to him too.

He Xu didn't know that he had been issued a good person card. He touched Song Yu's waist calmly, had some lewd thoughts, and then let go of his hand when he saw it. Matching that face, he looked extremely gentleman.

Song Yu was still a little embarrassed: "Mr. He, this...is too much trouble for you..."

He Xu rolled up his sleeves with a smile: "No trouble, and don't call me Mr. He, it's so common, just call me He Xu."

Song Yu nodded, He Xu smiled again and lowered his head slightly, thinking while chopping vegetables: Let's—

There is ample time.

Once the goal was established, He Xu acted swiftly. In the evening, he invited Song Yu to watch a movie, which of course was a well-behaved American blockbuster.

After reading it, the two said goodnight to each other and went to bed. He Xu slept until after twelve o'clock, when he was woken up by the sudden urge to urinate, he sighed, and went to the bathroom with his slippers on.

When he came out of the toilet, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He remembered that the kitchen door was open before going to sleep, who shut it?Briquettes?

Thinking of what the fur ball said during the day, he had to be paranoid. He Xu took off his slippers, tiptoed to the kitchen door, and pushed the door open——

Song Yu was standing in front of the microwave with his hand outstretched, a string of blue electric sparks shot up in his palm.