Beauty and the Professor

The first time I came to Chu Yan's house, Ye Zhun couldn't be too impolite. The phrase "take a bath" was just a joke, but Chu Yan just froze for a moment, then nodded: "You really should take a bath. There are new toiletries in the guest room, I'll get them for you."

After finishing speaking, he entered the guest room again, Ye Zhun couldn't help but heeled up, and Xiao Wu also jumped off the sofa to chase after him.

Not long after Chu Yanxin moved here, many things were newly bought.He found a new set of home clothes and gave them to Ye Zhun: "The newly bought ones haven't been washed yet, so wear these if you don't mind."

Ye Zhun took it over, the pure cotton material was very comfortable to hold in his hands, although it hadn't been washed, it was much better than the one that smelled of alcohol on his body, so he immediately said: "I don't mind, even if I wear it."

As for who is wearing it... Everyone knows it well.

Chu Yan automatically ignored his teasing, took him to the bathroom, and helped him adjust the water temperature: "You take a bath first, and I'll get you something to eat."

Leaning against the door frame, Ye Zhun asked with a smile, "Do you want to wash together?"

"I don't have alcohol on me..."

Before Chu Yan finished speaking, Ye Zhun suddenly leaned over and hugged him. The strong smell of alcohol surrounded his nose, bringing a slight sense of discomfort. At the same time, Ye Zhun's low, seductive voice came from his ear A voice like: "Now, are you together?"

"..."

Chu Yan felt a little headache from his habit of teasing him every second, paused for two seconds, stretched out his hand to push him away, and said solemnly: "Ye Zhun, don't mess around."

Ah, learned a lesson.

The professor is also very handsome.

Ye Zhun secretly laughed in his heart, but nodded to Chu Yan solemnly on his face, then turned to Xiao Wu who was squatting on the sink looking at the two of them, and said, "How about you baby, do you want to wash together?"

Chu Yan: "..."

Xiao Wu opened his big cat eyes and looked at him with his head tilted. He didn't know if he understood, so he gave a cute "meow", and just moved his body towards Ye Zhun, when Chu Yan stretched out his arms and hugged him down.

Xiao Wu struggled a bit: "Meow?"

"Hurry up and take a shower."

After leaving these words, Chu Yan hugged Xiao Wu out of the bathroom, and Ye Zhun's cheerful chuckle came from behind him.

There was a smell of tobacco and alcohol all over his body. After taking a bath, Ye Zhun felt much more comfortable. He wiped off the drops of water and changed into the home clothes given by Chu Yan.

Ye Zhun is 1.8 meters tall, a few centimeters shorter than Chu Yan, and Chu Yan is also a little thinner. The home clothes are too big, and they feel a little loose when worn on the body.

After changing his clothes and going out, Ye Zhun saw that Chu Yan was cooking noodles for himself in the kitchen, and Xiao Wu was squatting at his feet with his head up.

Chu Yan is wearing dark gray short-sleeved home clothes, which are the same style as Ye Zhun's, but the color is different, and it looks like a couple's outfit.

Ye Zhun looked at his clothes, and was so happy that even the public slippers they were wearing seemed to him to be a couple's style.

This is a feeling he has never had before, as if as long as he stays with this person, even the air will blossom.

Ye Zhun watched quietly as Chu Yan Jiang Zuo skillfully poured the cooked noodles into a bowl, and then sprinkled the chopped green onions on the noodles. He felt that the irritability brought about by going home these days disappeared little by little, replaced by It was a warmth that spread little by little that he couldn't resist.

Since his grandma passed away, he hadn't felt this feeling for a long time except when he was with Jiang Yuan and Xu Du.

Although he has dated quite a few people, the time he has spent with him has not been very long. Most of the time, the other party proposed to break up and felt that he could not be caught. He did not feel safe with him, and the relationship was so empty that it made people feel flustered.

Ye Zhun couldn't refute this, because even he himself didn't feel safe, so how could he talk about giving others a sense of security.

When Chu Yan came out with the noodles, he saw him standing in the aisle of the living room in a daze, his eyes seemed to be looking in the direction of the kitchen, or drifted elsewhere, with an indescribable sense of loneliness on his face

Ye Zhun like this is very different from the way he was teasing him before, Chu Yan subconsciously wanted to call him out, Xiao Wu beside him was a step faster than him, ran to Ye Zhun's side quickly, stretched out his paw and patted him calf.

Xiao Wu: "Meow?"

Ye Zhun came back to his senses, met Chu Yan's eyes, and Chu Yan said to him, "Come over to eat after washing."

"it is good."

The feeling of emptiness in his heart seemed to be dispelled by his words, Ye Zhun responded, bent down and picked up Xiao Wu at his feet, walked over and sat down at the table.

The noodles were made of the chicken broth stewed by Chu Yan at night, and fried eggs and green vegetables were added. The strong aroma made Ye Zhun even hungrier after not eating, so he couldn't help but bow his head and take a big mouthful of the soup.

"Careful it's hot—"

Before Chu Yan finished speaking, Ye Zhun hissed from the heat, and the corners of his eyes were red from the heat.

Chu Yan was a little helpless, and went to pour a glass of water for him.

Ye Zhun took the water and took two sips, and then pushed back the burning pain on the tip of his tongue a little.

"Is it burnt?"

"It's hurt, look at it."

After Ye Zhun finished speaking, he stretched out his scalded tongue to show him.

He raised his head, the tip of his tongue was a little red, and the corners of his eyes were still a little red, and he looked at Chu Yan helplessly, with a rather pitiful look.

Chu Yan's heart moved when he was stared at by those eyes with a hint of water. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his head. After half of his hand, he came back to his senses. He turned halfway and touched the outer edge of the bowl. He tested the temperature and said, "It's still hot, eat slowly."

After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to the kitchen to clean up the soup pot.

Ye Zhun's eyes were not caught by Chu Yan's slightly pretentious gestures. This small gesture made him feel that the pain from being scalded on the tip of his tongue was covered by the sweetness in his heart caused by the other's gesture.

Chu Yan's cooking skills are very good, but the simple noodles are cooked with a good color and fragrance, which makes Ye Zhun feel that the taste is not inferior to that of the nearby noodle restaurants, especially the fried eggs, which are just as mature as he likes, and there will be yellow orange when poked with chopsticks Squeeze out the orange yolk,

He ate very slowly, eating a bowl of noodles for nearly half an hour, just to stay longer with Chu Yan.

Chu Yan understood his thoughts at a glance, but he didn't break the tacit understanding. He just waited for him to finish eating and took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen. Ye Zhun held Xiao Wu in his arms and watched him work at the door.

Chu Yan washed the bowl and put it away, wiped his hands with a paper towel, and said to Ye Zhun: "It's too late, you will just stay in the guest room for one night, and I will send you back tomorrow morning."

It's already 01:30 in the morning, maybe it's not too late for Ye Zhun who is used to nightlife, but it's really late for Chu Yan who goes to bed before twelve o'clock every day.

Naturally, Ye Zhun had no objection to his suggestion, let alone sleeping in the guest room, he would be happy even sleeping on the sofa, so he nodded immediately and said, "Okay, thank you, Professor."

"You're welcome." Chu Yan said, paused and said, "I'm not your teacher, you don't have to call me professor, just my first name." Every time Ye Zhun draws his voice to call him professor, there is always something Weird feeling.

"But I like to call you that, I adore you, it's normal to call you that." Ye Zhun said with a sincere face, approached Chu Yan and called again, "Professor, professor, professor~professor."

Chu Yan "..."

Don't call it worship, it's like that.

Seeing his rascal appearance, Chu Yan didn't want to entangle this topic with him, so he simply took him to the guest room on the first floor.

Chu Yan lives in a duplex building, but the area is not too big. There are two rooms upstairs and downstairs. The master bedroom and study are on the second floor. All the guest rooms have been tidied up, and it happens that Ye Zhun can directly live in the other one.

"Go to bed early." After Chu Yan finished speaking, he turned and left. Ye Zhun said half-seriously and half-jokingly behind him: "Professor, I flew back from such a long distance, don't you even have a goodnight kiss?"

Chu Yan's footsteps paused, and when he turned around, he saw Ye Zhun tilting his head and looking at him with a slight smile on his lips.

Thinking of what Ye Zhun said on the phone before, and his pale face when he was waiting at the gate of the community, Chu Yan walked over, raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and said, "Okay, don't stay up late, good night .”

After saying that, he left the guest room, and helped him close the door of the guest room.

Ye Zhun looked at the closed door and stood still on the spot, as if the warmth of Chu Yan's palm was still in his hair, and there was his almost doting words in his ear.

There was no goodnight kiss, but a simple gesture made his heart tremble more tenderly than a kiss, as if someone had lit a light in his heart.

Ye Zhun, you are finished.

After standing for a while, Ye Zhun lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, but he still couldn't control the corners of his mouth from rising.

Good night, Professor.

Outside the door, Chu Yan stopped going upstairs, raised her hand and looked at her palm, it seemed that the soft touch of Ye Zhun's hair was still there, she couldn't help but shook it, and then opened it again.

A faint smile appeared on his indifferent and serious face, he put down his hands and went upstairs.

Good night, Ye Xiaozhun.