Continuously

Water poured from the faucet, carefully licking every crevice in the palm, every white foam on the sparrow, and Yao Jianqi's wrist filled under it.

Yao An tried to rub the water, but he didn't move anymore when he heard snorting.

Just now Yao Jianqi washed his eyebrows with the same water, and his collar was still wet.

When Qiyue's hand gradually became cold, Yao Jianqi turned off the faucet, gathered his fingers together, and led that hand and that person all the way to the living room.

They sat together on the three-dimensional jacquard sofa towel, Yao Jianqi kowtowed, lifted the hanging cloth from the coffee table, and brought out a large-capacity household first-aid kit.

Unlock the clip, the first layer is a plastic-aluminum tablet board with capsules of various colors. He put it aside, and found a bottle of iodophor, a pack of medical cotton, a sterile syringe and vitamin E cream from the box one after another. .

The medicine box was a little messy, but it did not prevent Yao An from seeing the infrared thermometer at a glance.

Yao Jianqi patted his knee and saw that he was still moving.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Yao An gave him his right hand.

Obviously know where the thermometer is.

The cool iodophor was smeared on the flat surface of the palm along with the medical cotton. Yao An thought that when he was still swimming, his middle finger was bumped and swollen. Yao Jianqi also treated himself slowly in the same way.

Just remembering, there was a stab on the Jupiter hill, but no pain was felt, the effusion was sucked away by the needle tip of the syringe, one by one, and the bulging depression disappeared.

Yao Jianqi dipped his index finger in the cream, and dabbed it on the broken blisters. Those who were rubbed by him couldn't help the calluses that didn't dry up.

"...It's fine." Yao An said.

The person on the opposite side couldn't hear it, or Quan pretended not to hear it, and diligently warmed the ointment, and it burned again.

Yao Jianqi's eyes were covered by delicate eyelashes, Yao An knew that he couldn't look at him, so he could blush at will, and felt that he was looking at him everywhere.

His eyes flickered to the bright lines leaking from his side, like capsules, Yao An was like a lifesaver, and he asked, "Why are there so many things in the box?"

The hand patrolling the edge of his palm stopped for a moment, and Yao Jianqi turned slightly to block his sight of throwing towards the medicine box.

"It's all vitamins," he said.

"It's just vitamins?" Yao An was so persistent.

"There are also some skin care products for Daling, probably." Yao Jianqi's nails scratched a line between his palms.

Yao An endured the tenderness in his palms, always feeling that something was missing, and tried to ask, "Is there anything else... you're hiding from me?"

Yao Jianqi met his gaze, stood calmly, nodded and said, "Yes."

Yao An's brows were bright, anxious and afraid, he thought about it, and tried to ask calmly: "What is it?"

"A lot." Yao Jianqi asked softly, "You want to know all of them?"

Yao An nodded earnestly.

Yao Jianqi parted his lips, but said, "Which one should we start with first?"

No matter how patient Yao An was, he was a little panicked, he couldn't help but hold that arm, and he didn't care about being ashamed when he was worried: "You..."

The sound of "Boom" was the sound of the door lock hitting the sponge pad on the wall without any scruples, accompanied by a series of human voices.

"Yao, I ran into Mrs. Dubuick downstairs just now." The person who entered the door was wearing a huge electroplated swimming goggle, covering his face and sight, throwing slippers and smashing them, "As soon as we met, I rushed over and said You squatted at the door and cried bitterly."

"I said she must have been fooling around. Didn't she take Yann for you last time? But the old lady swore she would never, and even bet me a bottle of perfume, which smelled like jasmine. She said that I don't appreciate this fragrance at all, and suggested that she change it to..."

The voice stopped abruptly when the second flip-flop fell to the ground, and the dazzling black swimming mirror reflected the light, flashing the two people in the room together.

Da Ling licked her lips, pulled off her swimming goggles, and a drop of water fell on her half-open pink sweatshirt.

"Am I—early?" he asked.

Yao An suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yao Jianqi shook it even faster, and did not let him move.

Yao Jianqi looked at the door leisurely, noncommittal: "Didn't you say there is going to be a pool party?"

"It's supposed to be like this." Daling hooked his foot, and the door was closed, "We were predrinking at first, but Yann and the others got drunk, took off each other's pants and threw them on the roof, and even threw them on the neighbor's roof." He survived by chance He tugged the belt of his ice silk trousers, loosened it, and slammed it against his hip bone with a "da", "Sure enough, they called the police."

Yao An stared at the hand encircled by Yao Jianqi's two fingers, and stared back and forth between the two who were talking as usual.

This is also... too strange.

Da Ling approached the living room, of course he could see the folded hands, as well as Yao An's guilty and doubtful expression.

"No way." He unzipped his jacket and tilted his head at Yao Jianqi, "You still haven't said?"

"What?" Yao An asked first.

Obtaining Yao Jianqiu's eyes of reconciliation, Da Ling consciously shifted away, raised his right hand, and blinked: "Yao An, you must understand humor, right?"

Before Yao An could make a more incomprehensible reaction, the person beside him said, "The exhibition will be dismantled tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You'd better rest early tonight, I suggest."

The implication is self-evident, Da Ling has always been very understanding of style, and the way he treats others is the same.

"It's very necessary." He smiled, this time to the two of them, "Then, don't stay up too late."

As the door of the second bedroom was closed, there were only two subjects left in the living room. No matter how slow Yao An reacted, he should have realized that something was wrong.

He stared at Yao Jianqi with some rare confidence.

Yao Jianqi followed him naturally and said, "Then start with this matter."

The peaches and plums were washed, cut, and placed on the summer night's dinner plate in a concentric shape, like a full moon being divided.

The next moment, the bathroom steam came out, Yao An raised his head, and felt that it was more like Yao Jianqi's cheek, especially the powdery foam on it.

"An old lady gave it to you?" Yao Jianqi flicked the stars on his hair.

"It should be, I didn't see clearly." Yao An sat at the end of Yao Jianqi's bed, holding the plate in one palm.

"Didn't look at it at all, did you?" Yao Jianqi sat next to him, sitting on his side, wet.

Recalling the gaffe outside the door just now, Yao An showed embarrassment, but it seemed that the side was not enough. With his right hand resting on the cushion behind him, he said, "Mrs. Bread came to comfort you."

"..."

"What flavor do you like? I'll tell her in advance."

Yao An put the plate on his lap and turned his head: "You!..."

The voice stopped.

He hadn't expected it to be this close.

The short-range distance over time, the repulsive force from the atom closest to the tip of the nose obviously also acts on the other side.

Yao An's eyes were down, and he couldn't wait for the other party's movement for a long time.

The blades of the electric fan were rolled up, and the time was sounded, afraid of being abrupt, and even more afraid that the time would not wait for me, Yao An was so determined that he simply moved forward.

"what!"

Both hit the bridge of the nose.

It seems that kissing also needs to be learned and practiced over time. People who have neglected it for a long time are more timid than Qingguadanzi. Yao An looked at the slightly painful teasing wink of the other party, and felt that his old face was completely humiliated.

He hurriedly put the plate on Yao Jianqi's lap, touched the bed three times before picking up the hair dryer, took off his shoes, got on the bed, walked behind Yao Jianqi's knees, and pushed aside the hot machine

The room was once again filled with noise, but the ambiguous attempt could not be driven away. Yao Jianqi picked up a piece of nectarine and raised his hand.

"You eat." Yao An saw a piece of peach meat sticking out.

"It's tasteless." Yao Jianqi said, "This kind of peach is very sweet, don't waste it."

Yao An pouted his chin, bit the smooth flesh, and chewed the soluble sugar in his mouth like a red hibiscus.

"Sweet?"

"What?" Yao An closed the file.

"It's nothing." Yao Jian Qi closed his eyes comfortably, propped his hands back, and said, "Go ahead."

Yao An looked at the plump forehead he had given to him, and couldn't help stroking it before turning the switch back on.

It's like dreaming.

Including the misunderstanding that he believed to be true.

"Da Ling is just a roommate." Just now, Yao Jianqi said to him, "The student dormitory is a bit noisy, and it happens that he also wants to move out. If he rents together, he can receive more housing subsidies."

"If it's just renting together, why are there such rumors?" Yao An was still angry.

Yao Jianqi rolled his eyes slightly: "If you are a couple, you can get more."

"?!!" Yao An stared blankly, "So you just..."

"It's just a pretense." Yao Jianqi said, "No one will verify it. Many international students apply for subsidies like this. Sometimes they joke with each other. Those who hear the rumors may take it seriously."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?!" Yao An asked hastily.

"I never said it." Yao Jianqi said, "You are so easy to deceive, every time."

"..."

Why not Yao An?No matter how many joints he walked through, how many twists and turns, Yao Jianqi rewarded him.

And the other party is always a calm Fengshen, as if never aware of any mistakes.

"Unhappy?" Yao Jianqi turned his face to measure his happiness and anger.

Yao An wanted to say yes, he wanted to tell his suffering and aggrieved, do you know how hateful it is.

But why did he only feel lucky.

When he came late wearing the shackles of love, he puffed up his chest and prepared for the worst, but, but ah......

Honey, can you believe it, we are not separated.