Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

The sun gradually approached noon, and the cabin was finally cleaned up.

Meng Shuyao was arranged to sit on the only bed with a place in the room, holding a bag of yogurt in his hand, sucking while watching Song Yuzhou mop the floor for the last time.

The room is not big, and when Meng Shuyao's yogurt ran out, Song Yuzhou had already washed the mop and put it on the balcony to dry.

There were still some traces of dampness on the wooden floor. Meng Shuyao got out of bed carefully and put on his shoes. When he saw Song Yuzhou coming in from the door, he wanted to ask what Nanfeng had for lunch.

Probably for the convenience of cleaning, Song Yuzhou wore a simple casual outfit and a pair of running shoes. His hair was washed and blow-dried in a random state, and he did not deliberately style it. He looked very homely and comfortable.He has a well-proportioned figure, with broad shoulders and long legs. Even in such loose casual clothes, his lines are clear and neat.

"Song Yuzhou!" Meng Shuyao hastily stretched out his hand and waved it, his steps quickened unconsciously, all his body and mind were thinking about how he and Song Yuzhou would tactfully hint to the program team to solve their lunch today. Without paying attention to the foot, "We..."

The following words "what's for lunch" were swallowed abruptly, and a long scratch appeared on the bare floor, and with the dull sound of the body landing, Meng Shuyao fell heavily to the ground.

However, the expected sharp pain did not come. Instead, the tip of the nose bumped and turned red.

"I'm sorry!" Meng Shuyao rubbed her nose, put one hand on Song Yuzhou's chest, trying to stand up, "I didn't mean to!"

The room was so big, and Song Yuzhou occupied most of it by himself. Meng Shuyao's face was buried in his chest, his legs were placed beside him, and the rest were close together, as if lying on a bed. Like Song Yuzhou's arms.

Meng Shuyao wanted to stand up in a hurry, but didn't know where to put one hand, so she pressed Song Yuzhou lightly, got a muffled groan, and immediately froze again.

"Are you okay?" Meng Shuyao was taken aback by Song Yuzhou's voice, subconsciously let go of the strength in his hands, and fell into Song Yuzhou's arms again.

The body temperature under the body is so high that it makes people feel flustered. The smell of citrus perfume wrapped in his body penetrates into the tip of his nose one after another. It is strange and familiar. Meng Shuyao suddenly remembered the piece that he sent for dry cleaning but forgot Returned white shirt.

The fabric is soft and skin-friendly, so you won't feel uncomfortable even when you sleep in it.

Even because of being worn by Meng Shuyao for a whole night, he also got a similar smell from him, intertwined with the perfume that Song Yuzhou often used, inseparable.

Meng Shuyao was thinking wildly in his mind, and he didn't know what he was doing: "Have you been hit by me? I'm sorry, I will be lighter next time." He rubbed Song Yuzhou with his porcelain white fingers The part of his body that he bumped into just now felt a slight ups and downs in his hands, with moderate softness and hardness. Meng Shuyao's attention shifted instantly, and he said in a surprised tone that had never seen the world, "Song Yuzhou, you have pectoral muscles." Eh!"

Fingers slide down, the tingling feeling of ants crawling through the spine, Song Yuzhou, who has been padded under his body, suddenly breathes heavily, and his Adam's apple rolls lightly: "Yeah."

"You still have abdominal muscles!" Meng Shuyao, who has never seen the world, sighed while touching, "So many lumps? It's amazing! How did you do it?" He looked distressed, "My manager always Let me practice, but I still can't do it." He withdrew his hand from groping Song Yuzhou's body and put it on his stomach, frowning, "I only have one abdominal muscle."

It wasn't enough for him to touch it by himself, he insisted on pulling Song Yuzhou's hand and placing it on his soft belly, the scalding temperature was clearly conveyed to every inch of his belly through the thin clothes.

Song Yuzhou's whole body was stiff, all his senses were gathered in his hands, and Meng Shuyao had no intention of stopping at all on this topic. He kept lying on his back, while Meng Shuyao became kneeling. sit.

The soft and thin feeling in the palm of the hand seemed to be easily grasped by two hands. The person pressing on the waist was very light and soft, and the two long legs were clamped by his side, but he was still talking to himself defenselessly, A hand that was much whiter than Song Yuzhou rested on the back of his hand, white and tender, as if wrapped in a cloud.Xia Ri's clothes are thin and see-through, and his neckline is still wide open. From Song Yuzhou's angle, he can easily see his lonely collarbone and the cherry-colored traces under the white T-shirt.

He turned his head with difficulty, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke again: "... Yaoyao."

"Huh?" Meng Shuyao, who was talking vigorously, was suddenly surrounded by someone, and quickly lifted aside.Song Yuzhou got up from the floor, bent one leg, and said in a strange posture, "I'm a little thirsty, can you pour me a glass of water?"

"Ah?" Although this request was a bit abrupt, Meng Shuyao didn't think too much about it. He thought he had smashed Song Yuzhou out of his way. Seeing that his face was not good, he immediately approached him worriedly and asked, "Song Yuzhou Yuzhou, are you okay? Why don't we go to the hospital." He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Song Yuzhou's forehead, which was a little wet, "Look, you are sweating in pain, and you still bear it!"

Meng Shuyao suddenly changed from a sitting position to a kneeling position, bent over and approached Song Yuzhou, and persuaded: "Really, don't hold back, what if there is something wrong with holding back? It's not shameful to be afraid of pain, you Look at me, I'm also afraid of pain."

His face was full of worry, his bright eyes were full of concern for him, his red lips opened and closed, his tender tongue was faintly visible, a large expanse of fair skin was exposed in front of Song Yuzhou's eyes, the contrast between the two tones of white and red It was so prominent that Song Yuzhou was so stimulated that he coughed violently.

"Ahem... I'm fine," he with difficulty refused Meng Shuyao's request to help him up, and insisted on asking him to pour water, "I'm really fine, I'm just too thirsty, trust me."

Song Yuzhou's voice was hoarse, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. No matter how he looked, he looked thirsty. Except for a slightly embarrassed expression, it was normal.

Meng Shuyao didn't doubt anymore, and told him back and forth: "If you have something to say, you must say it." Then he went to pour water for Song Yuzhou step by step.

The warm fragrance slowly dissipates in the air.

Song Yuzhou's chest heaved violently, and he almost walked out of the bedroom in a hurry, completely losing his usual calmness and self-control.

Meng Shuyao came back after pouring the water, but the person who wanted to drink the water went to nowhere.He froze for two seconds, holding the water glass and didn't know whether to put it or pass it. It took him a long time to remember to call his name: "Song Yuzhou? Where have you been, Song Yuzhou? Are you okay——!"

"...I'm fine."

After a while, Song Yuzhou's voice came from the bathroom, which was different from usual, "Don't worry, I, I sweated a lot and felt a little uncomfortable, so I want to take a bath."

"Oh," Meng Shuyao nodded understandingly, "That's right, you must be very tired after working all morning, and it's hard to sweat, right? Then you should wash up quickly."

He looked down at the water in his hand, and said loudly, "I put the water on the table for you, remember to drink it."

It took a long time before someone answered in the bathroom.

"Ah."

The sound of splashing water rang out and hit the floor, which could be heard very clearly in the cabin with poor sound insulation.

Meng Shuyao had nothing to do while waiting for Song Yuzhou to take a bath, so he had to drag out his suitcase and arrange things one by one.

After I pack up my things, Song Yuzhou will definitely come out, and he takes a bath quite quickly.

Thinking about it, Meng Shuyao looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, which showed that it was exactly eleven o'clock.

That's about... 11:30, we can go to the program group together.

As time passed, Meng Shuyao packed up the suitcases, and even put in the mops and buckets that were hanging outside, but Song Yuzhou did not come out of the bathroom.

He couldn't help but glanced up at the time.

It's already twelve o'clock.

Why hasn't Song Yuzhou come out yet?

Nothing will happen inside!

In an instant, many headlines flashed in Meng Shuyao's head, such as "Taking too long, the reason is this!", "A man took a bath at home alone, and died of hypoxia and suffocation because of taking too long!".

Meng Shuyao suddenly rang the alarm, and couldn't take care of anything. He hurried to the door of the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Song Yuzhou? Are you in there? Are you okay! If you take a long bath, you will be out of bed." The problem is, why haven't you come out yet!"

"I'm fine." There was very little water in the bathroom, and Song Yuzhou's voice seemed to have recovered, he said, "I'll be right out, don't worry."

"That's good." Meng Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you take a bath for so long today? Is it because you are not feeling well? Did I press you down just now? If it's true, you must Do tell me."

Meng Shuyao was afraid that Song Yuzhou would be too embarrassed to speak out because of their partnership, so he had to bear everything silently by himself, "I won't be angry, just speak up if you have something to say!"

"..." Song Yuzhou said, "I'm really fine."

I don't know if it was Meng Shuyao's illusion, but he always felt that after he finished these two sentences, Song Yuzhou's tone became strange again.

But people said it was fine, Meng Shuyao couldn't break in, so he could only say: "Okay then, hurry up."

Perhaps his urging sound had an effect, after ten minutes, Song Yuzhou finally came out of the bathroom.

Because Meng Shuyao was very nervous about his safety, he waited at the door of the bathroom.

Song Yuzhou, who was covered in moisture, wiped his hair with a towel, and when he opened the door, a strong aroma of shower gel wafted out.

The smell was so strong that Meng Shuyao couldn't help but frowned, and asked inexplicably, "Why is it so fragrant? How much body wash have you used?" He turned his head to look, and found that Song Yuzhou used There was very little water vapor in the bathroom.He said in disbelief, "You bathe in cold water?"

Song Yuzhou paused while wiping his hair, and hummed.

"Although the weather is very hot, there is no need to use cold water. What should I do if I am sick?" Meng Shuyao looked at him suspiciously, "There is something wrong with you today."

Without waiting for Song Yuzhou to defend himself, he counted up on his own: "First, the bath time is much longer than usual. Second, I used a lot of body wash, but you just told me last time that you take a bath. Use soap. Third, take a bath with cold water."

The more he talked, the more strange he felt. He frowned and thought for a moment, then stared at Song Yuzhou carefully: "The body wash is to cover up the smell, right? You're still in it for so long..."

Meng Shuyao showed a thoughtful expression: "Are you..."

Song Yuzhou closed his eyes, his heart beating violently.

With so much information strung together, no matter how slow Meng Shuyao is, he can definitely guess pretty well.

He took a deep breath, and was about to admit that he had worked hard to hide his thoughts for many years, when Meng Shuyao said firmly in a tone of "Don't lie to me, I guessed it", "You must have been hurt somewhere. Now, secretly apply medicine inside, in order not to let me find out, so use body wash to cover up the smell of medicine!"

Song Yuzhou: "?"

His expression went blank for a moment.

Meng Shuyao snorted, convinced that his guess was completely correct: "I knew it, it must not be simple. You used cold water to reduce the swelling of the injured area, right?" He looked around Song Yuzhou left and right, couldn't help it Grabbing the corner of his clothes, "Where is your wound? Don't hide it, show me quickly!"

He glanced at Song Yuzhou condemningly: "Song Yuzhou, I'm not talking about you. It's wrong to hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. Just say it when you're injured! This is my problem, and I will take responsibility for you!"

Song Yuzhou: "..."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Song, who was about to confess and be lenient, never expected that his wife's guess was completely irrelevant!

Xiao Song: Thank you for the invitation, I was in the bathroom, I didn’t know whether it was happiness or worry for a while

Xiao Song: My wife's analysis is very good, so don't analyze it again next time.

Xiao Song: The process was right, but the result was all wrong, no points :)