little love

5 minute later.

"Ah, Song Yi is here, so early, what's the matter?"

Jiang Mei is resting today too. It's raining and she has nothing to do. She is knitting a sweater with her wool and watching TV. She is a little surprised to see Song Yi coming over. After all, it is quite cold and rainy today.

"Oh, I'm here to deliver books to Zhu Xiaowei. Last time he said he wanted to read it."

Pointing to Jiang Mei the book in his arms, he didn't dare to show her the title, otherwise Jiang Mei would throw it out immediately after he left.

"Ah, Xiaowei hasn't woken up yet, this slob, sleeps like he has never had enough sleep in a lifetime."

Jiang Mei scolded Zhu Xiaowei while pointing to Zhu Xiaowei's room:

"Go in by yourself, grab him as soon as possible, so as not to sleep stupidly, auntie will go to work first."

Jiang Mei went back to Zhang Luo for breakfast and lunch for Zhu Xiaowei. The books Song Yi brought were designated as good for studying.

Here, Song Yi entered the room, Zhu Xiaowei covered his head under the blanket and remained motionless.Called twice, still nothing.

Song Yi thought of playing tricks, he put down the book, and slowly stretched his cold hands into the bed, the warm air inside made Song Yi breathe a sigh of relief: it's so warm.

Going further in, I suddenly felt a piece of smooth skin. Before Song Yi was surprised, Zhu Xiaowei threw off the quilt:

"Ah, what is it, it's so cold."

Of course, the person was completely awake, and when he saw Song Yi's hand, he was relieved:

He was scared to death, thinking why is it so cold!

Looking at Song Yi again, he was completely stunned, his eyes staring blankly at the place he touched just now --- Zhu Xiaowei's bare stomach... Uh, 2 inches down.

Suddenly, as if being scalded, Song Yi quickly withdrew his hand, his face was on fire,

"Why do you sleep without clothes on?"

Song Yi was furious.

"Who said you didn't wear it? Isn't there another one?" Zhu Xiaowei felt that he was wronged.Get a good night's sleep, wake up from being scared, and get scolded for no reason.

"Does that count? It's winter, who told you to sleep in underwear instead of long johns."

"I took a shower last night and got into bed directly."

Zhu Xiaowei huddled under the quilt, confident and confident.

Song Yi: "..."

It seems that a while ago, I heard that his house had installed a water heater, and he showed it to Song Yi several times, saying that now he can take a hot bath every day in winter.

"Put on your clothes first, I brought the book I wrote last time."

Helpless, can only change the subject.

Zhu Xiaowei's eyes lit up immediately: "Really!"

Song Yi glared angrily: When did he, Song Yi, lie to him?

Zhu Xiaowei quickly lifted the quilt again, but in an instant, it was covered again.

"Song Yi, can you go out for a while first?"

Zhu Xiaowei was a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing? Can't you wear it while I'm here?" Song Yi was quite cold and didn't want to run outside.

Seeing Zhu Xiaowei's faltering, Song Yi suddenly remembered the glance just now, and immediately understood:

Zhu Xiaowei's one seems to be upside down.

This aroused Song Yi's interest: Looking at Zhu Xiaowei, who is usually quite flamboyant, he also has such a shy side.

In fact, it's not surprising that Zhu Xiaowei would be embarrassed.Although he is usually a little wild and unruly, but he is still just a puberty boy who has just entered puberty.

As for Song Yi, he was already 25 years old in his previous life. No matter how bad he was, he had been in two relationships, and he knew a lot about things in bed.

After all, Zhu Xiaowei is still too young.

"Why, is there anything I can't read?" A faint sentence floated in, with a little smile in it.

Seeing that Song Yi insisted not to leave, Zhu Xiaowei was helpless, so he just sat under the quilt. Anyway, he was really embarrassed to wear a pair of trousers and dangle in front of Song Yi. Alas, why did he put his clothes so far away last night? It's on the stool!Mistake.

"Or, I'll help you get dressed."

With a smile, Song Yi picked up the clothes on the stool behind him, walked to the bedside, and made a gesture to help Zhu Xiaowei wear them.

Zhu Xiaowei was so embarrassed, he pushed Song Yi desperately:

"Go away, go away, I can wear it myself."

Song Yi was not willing to listen to him, he insisted on teasing him.

Suddenly, Song Yi's feet were stirred by Zhu Xiaowei's shoes beside the bed, and his whole body fell on Zhu Xiaowei's body in an instant, so that he could not die, Song Yi's hand actually touched a stiff pillar.Of course, separated by a layer of fabric.

"Oh……."

"what……."

Two voices sounded at the same time, but Zhu Xiaowei was happy and Song Yi was surprised.

Song Yi hurriedly struggled to get up, but, because of Zhu Xiaowei's suffering, this was grinding and rubbing, and the swelling was already painful there.

Song Yi looked up at Zhu Xiaowei's distressed look, sighed, reached into the bed again, and touched the thing.

Zhu Xiaowei immediately wanted to resist, but the moment of relief made him reluctant to push Song Yi away.

So, in the silent room, only Zhu Xiaowei's panting voice remained.

Looking at Song Yi who lowered his eyebrows to help him, Zhu Xiaowei's mind went blank.

After a while, Song Yi withdrew his hand after a trembling, took a tissue to wipe his hands, and threw a few to Zhu Xiaowei by the way.He lifted his foot to the window, opened the window to let out the smell, but Aunt Zhu was still outside.

Zhu Xiaowei blushed and wiped the bottom clean, quickly put on his clothes and trousers, and got out of bed.

As soon as everything was packed, Jiang Mei came in with a bowl:

"Xiaowei, you finally woke up. If it wasn't for Song Yi, would you plan to sleep until noon? He came to deliver books to you in the rain, so why don't you hurry up and eat and read?"

While counting, he put the bowl in his hand on the table, and was blown by a gust of cold wind outside the window:

"Why do you keep the windows open in such a cold day? What if you catch a cold?"

With that said, he raised his hand to close the window.

"It's okay, auntie, ventilation in the morning is good for the air, and...it can make people awake."

Song Yi meant something.

"Uh, that's fine, but after a while, turn it off."

Then, he walked out, muttering:

"What does this room smell like? It's weird."

It frightened Zhu Xiaowei into a cold sweat again.

After such an incident, Zhu Xiaowei ate his breakfast in a boring way, thinking about the feeling just now.

Seeing that he was so silent, Song Yi left a sentence:

"Don't worry about it, just treat it as a mutual help between friends, go read a book after dinner early, be careful, don't break it, I still have to send it to the editor"

Just left with an umbrella.

Seeing the slender figure walking into the rain, and looking at the manuscript he just wrote, Zhu Xiaowei fell silent.

But, will friends help like this?