Flower World

Yu Zhiyao was wearing a nightgown and sitting on the edge of the bathtub.His wet short hair was brushed back, and he closed his eyes and raised his face.

A soft hand stroked his chin, cold and slippery, spreading the soap foam away.Du Fangqing smiled slightly holding a razor, her fingers turned into orchids.Leaning over to get closer to Yu Zhiyao, he moved the knife cautiously.The blade lightly passed over the face, snow-white foam accumulated on the shiny blade, and the clean skin was revealed.

After carefully shaving off the stubble for Yu Zhiyao, Du Fangqing twisted a towel and wiped his face again.Yu Zhiyao opened her eyes and turned to look at the glass mirror.Du Fangqing stood pretty in the mirror, smiled at him and said, "Is my workmanship not bad?"

Yu Zhiyao raised her left hand and touched her face, then raised her head and smiled at Du Fangqing: "Thank you."

Du Fangqing held up his right hand: "It will take two days to recover from the injury, let's see if you can still be as kind as you are now."

Yu Zhiyao asked with a smile, "Have I ever been cruel to you?"

Du Fangqing glanced at him coquettishly, then turned her face away, pursing her lips into a half-smile.

Du Fangqing lived in Yu's mansion these days, and every afternoon Yu Zhiyao would have someone take him to the Dexing stage by car.The car has been waiting outside, and after the show, he will be taken home directly.

If a beautiful man is charming, he will be more attractive than a woman.Yu Zhiyao seemed to be in love with Du Fangqing, not only because of her beautiful appearance.Du Fangqing's excellence lies in his "softness".

Soft as boneless, tender as water, it's all about him.In front of Yu Zhiyao, he was like an ivy full of fragrant flowers, entangled tightly, and a gust of wind blew past him, filling his nose with his fragrance.

After fastening the last shirt button for Yu Zhiyao, he raised his head and put a plain tie around Yu Zhiyao's neck.Skillfully tied a full tie knot, he said softly, "This tie clip doesn't match the color, where is the platinum clip you used yesterday?"

Without waiting for Yu Zhiyao's answer, he walked to the dressing table, opened the drawer and found the platinum clip.Yu Zhiyao turned her head to stare at his back, and suddenly said, "I'll marry you!"

Du Fangqing glanced at him reproachfully, then returned to him.Putting his tie on carefully, he slapped Yu Zhiyao lightly on the chest: "If you dare to marry, I will marry. But let me declare in advance that I can't raise a son."

Yu Zhiyao put her arms around him, lowered her head and began to kiss his lips.He twisted a wave from head to toe, squeezed his throat and mumbled: "Don't touch your hands..."

The burn on the palm of Yu Zhiyao's right hand showed no sign of improvement after applying the powdered medicine for two days.Fortunately, Du Fangqing was by his side to take care of him, otherwise he would have difficulty even washing his hands.

Gu Zhanhai came yesterday afternoon. Seeing that the blisters on his hand were spreading and the injury was serious, he immediately returned to the martial arts hall and brought him a pair of ancestral knife wound medicine.The medicine for the knife wound was applied overnight, but the effect was not seen yet, so Du Fangqing changed the medicine for him again before going out in the afternoon.The dirty gauze was untied one by one, Du Fangqing frowned, and sighed with pity: "It's frightening to death, does it hurt so much?"

Yu Zhiyao stretched out her bloody right hand, and saw that Du Fangqing was really scared.The idea of ​​mischief suddenly came to him, he raised his rotten hand, and made a gesture to touch the other party's smooth and jade-like face.Du Fangqing was very clean by nature, at this moment she couldn't help screaming in fright, dropped the gauze and stood up.

Yu Zhiyao chuckled, and took her hand back: "Don't be afraid, I'm just kidding you."

Du Fangqing saw that he was narrow-minded and hateful, and took disgust as a joke, so she got angry and refused to take care of him anymore.Yu Zhiyao didn't coax him, she sat in the living room by herself, and sprinkled medicine on her palm tremblingly.The mute passed by outside, saw it at a glance, and continued to wash his hands without stopping.

Then he walked back to the living room, squatted down in front of Yu Zhiyao, and gently lifted his right hand.

With a low cry, he gestured and pointed out the window.Yu Zhiyao was able to understand all his thoughts, so she shook her head at this moment and replied, "I'm going to support my eldest brother in the afternoon, and I don't have time to go to the hospital."

The mute raised his eyes to look at him, and asked again as if in doubt: "Oh?"

Yu Zhiyao nodded: "Tomorrow? Okay, if the injury doesn't improve tomorrow, then I'll go to the hospital."

As long as they are calm, they seem to be good people.The mute wrapped up the wound for Yu Zhiyao, and his movements were very skillful.And Yu Zhiyao stared at him blankly, suddenly recalling the past.Turning his face away blankly, he felt very uncomfortable.

As the eldest brother, Yu Zhilin has never done anything for her younger brother, nor asked her to do anything.This time he was in a good mood, so he specially sent two tickets, so even though Yu Zhiyao had no interest in dialogue dramas, it was hard to please the other party.

In the afternoon, he and Du Fangqing went out separately.According to the address printed on the ticket, he took the mute to the theater by car.And in order to support Yu Zhilin's appearance, before he arrived, the flower baskets sent by him had been placed from under the stage to the gate, which was far more colorful and lively than usual.

When he got off the car, he happened to meet Yu Zhilin face to face.Yu Zhilin changed into a brand new suit, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and was talking and laughing in English with a group of female students around her.Suddenly seeing Yu Zhilin coming, he immediately raised a hand and waved: "Brother, go in quickly, the show has already started."

Yu Zhiyao stood straight in front of him.He opened his mouth under the watchful eyes of the female students, but he didn't say anything, just nodded, and then, as if he felt ashamed, he lowered his head and walked inward.

The theater is not too spacious, and it is already full of people. It seems to be a student-only show, mostly young people.Yu Zhiyao didn't find a suitable seat and was hesitating, but at this moment, suddenly a hand reached out from below and squeezed his butt hard.

He was taken aback, looked down, and saw He Dianying sitting on the seat with a big face, and there was an empty seat beside him.

He gestured to the mute beside him, stepped over He Dianying's long outstretched legs, and sat down on the empty seat inside.

In order to set off the bright stage, the auditorium was dimmed.He Dianying put one hand on Yu Zhiyao's thigh calmly, first stretched five fingers and stroked it up and down twice, then slid to the inside of the thigh, pinching the soft flesh one after another.Yu Zhiyao looked at the stage in front of her without moving, and only put one hand down to cover her crotch, fearing that the opponent would attack her vitals in public regardless of the severity.

He Dianying pinched out of her temper, and after pinching, she felt distressed again, so she rubbed the sore spot gently.Yu Zhiyao glanced down, only to think that He Dianying was very childish and naively fierce.

In his eyes, the scene on the stage was still a blur, only a female voice could be heard screaming and reciting poems.The voice was already extremely harsh, and the poems, according to Yu Zhiyao's hearing, were also nonsense.He lowered his eyes and listened intently for a moment, he couldn't help but smile, feeling that this play was really absurd.

Then, he naturally grabbed He Dianying's hand and sent it aside.He Dianying's stroking was too long, which made him still uneasy, always afraid that the other party would launch a surprise attack.

This move made He Dianying feel unhappy, as if he had been left out.Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the gauze wrapped around the right hand of the other party. He tilted his body and approached Yu Zhiyao, and asked in a low voice, "It's just a scalding. As for wrapping it up like this? I didn't chop off your paw!"

Yu Zhiyao stared at the stage with interest, and at the same time raised her hand to untie the gauze knot.Slowly removing the gauze, he brought his messy right hand in front of He Dianying.

The light was dim, and He Dianying saw that Yu Zhiyao's palm was black and red, sticky and rotten.Grabbing the opponent's wrist, he opened his eyes wide in surprise. He never thought that he had used too much force and slapped him ruthlessly.

It was rare for Yu Zhiyao to watch such a clumsy drama, and it was interesting to judge the ugliness, so that when He Dianying forcibly dragged him away, he was almost reluctant to part with it.

He Dianying did not have the habit of visiting the hospital, so he brought Yu Zhiyao to his home.Sitting on the ground in front of the large French window in the living room, he held a medicine box, and raised his eyebrows in pain: "I only burned it once..."

Yu Zhiyao sat cross-legged in front of him, leaned forward slightly and looked at him with a smile: "Is it just for a moment?"

He Dianying put down the medicine box and pulled his right hand in front of him: "Does it hurt?"

Yu Zhiyao saw that he felt sorry for her.Pulling out his hand and stretching it out in front of He Dianying, he repeated his old trick, trying to scare the other party with his dirty wound.

However, He Dianying didn't care, he didn't hide at all, but just looked at Yu Zhiyao eagerly.

So, Yu Zhiyao patted the other party's white face firmly with his palm.The blister burst again, pus and blood rubbed against her cheeks, Yu Zhiyao's aching arm trembled, but she was full of pleasure, because she used her own pain to defile others.

When he slowly touched his face, He Dianying grabbed his hand and stuck out his tongue to lick the wound.After licking it in one bite, he turned his head and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, then lowered his head and licked a second time.

"Saliva can be disinfected." He told Yu Zhiyao.

When he said this, he was in the sun, his skin was white and transparent, and his eyebrows and eyes looked particularly dark.

Yu Zhiyao brushed his short hair with a smile: "Like a dog."

He Dianying looked up at him: "The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, please be honest!"

Yu Zhiyao straightened his short hair with fingers: "If you jump over the wall, you're still a dog."

Then he wanted to pull his hand back: "Don't lick it, it's dirty."

He Dianying held on to his hand, an unsteady smile gradually appeared on his white face, like ice floes in spring river water, cold and rippling.

"It's dirty." He suddenly rushed towards Yu Zhiyao: "If you want to be dirty, let's all be dirty together!"

After saying this, he kissed Yu Zhiyao hard on the lips.Yu Zhiyao subconsciously dodged back for a while, but didn't dodge, only felt the other party's tongue rubbing against her lips, soft and hot.And He Dianying hugged his neck with one arm and refused to let go, and the two sides were so close that they could almost stick to their cheeks.

"Make fun of me?" He turned his head and looked He Dianying squarely in the eyes: "If you say bite, you can bite, if you say hit, you can hit, if you say hot, you can kiss, if you say kiss, you can still blame me and hate me. "

He Dianying stuck to his body, giggling and giggling: "In this way, I have to thank you?"

Yu Zhiyao turned to look out of the window: "The account between you and me is unclear, and we can't talk about who is thanking whom."

This remark made He Dianying feel a little unhappy, thinking that Yu Zhiyao was still a little ungrateful, but he couldn't go into details, otherwise another round of cold war would break out.

In the past few days, he thought about Yu Zhiyao terribly, but he put on airs and refused to visit her.Today he really couldn't bear it any longer, so he took a compromise method and went to the theater to try his luck - last time he saw the ticket in Yu Mansion, he knew the address of the theater.

He Dianying applied a layer of dirty badger seed oil on the palm of Yu Zhiyao's right hand, and then let him dry the wound without bandaging it.In this way, until dinner time, he brought the vegetables and rice himself, and wanted to feed Yu Zhiyao spoonful by spoonful.

Yu Zhiyao is disrespectful and deserves it.Sitting obediently at the dining table, He Dianying feeds and he eats.Neither of them spoke. After a long time, He Dianying muttered: "It's really delicious."

After a while, he squeezed the spoon and asked again: "Aren't you full yet?"

Yu Zhiyao replied in a low voice: "Feed me another bowl of soup, and I'll be full after drinking it."

He Dianying raised her eyebrows: "Damn it, the bowl is so big, I still have to feed it until midnight? I'm still hungry, but you can't finish eating—smack your nose and face, I won't serve you!"

Yu Zhiyao was neither happy nor angry, and had a good temper.Suddenly smiling at He Dianying, he said softly, "I'm full, you can eat."

He Dianying asked a servant to bring him a bowl of rice, and said casually, "Don't leave tonight, stay here!"

Yu Zhiyao lifted the teapot, poured himself a cup of warm tea, and shook his head at the same time.

He Dianying immediately had a premonition: "Is there someone at home?"

Yu Zhiyao picked up the teacup, looked up at him, and took a sip.

He Dianying leaned back on the back of the chair and smiled meaningfully: "Du Fangqing?"

Yu Zhiyao lowered her eyes, as a default.

He Dianying didn't eat a single grain of rice, but was full immediately.