Spontaneous Combustion

It was more than an hour before the hot meal was served.

Ruan Wei was really hungry, and didn't care about the bland dishes. He quickly ate two bowls of rice, and picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in his mouth to savor it.

After many years, Pengci's kitten was finally adopted. Its tail was almost up to the sky, and it had to pretend to be reserved.

"You are very suitable for keeping a pet," Ruan Wei said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"You are very careful and responsible, and you can take good care of small animals. Unlike me, my mother said that I couldn't even support myself, so she never bought me a pet," Ruan Wei said regretfully.

"Do you like pets?" Shen Tingmo asked.

Ruan Wei thought for a while, and said unsurely: "I probably like it. I have liked furry animals since I was a child. I would be envious when I saw other people raising cats and dogs, but I also feel that I am not capable of raising them. Look at me. If I can’t even take care of myself, they will definitely suffer if they follow me.”

Shen Tingmo was thoughtful: "It's not impossible."

Although there is already a kitten, Shen Tingmo doesn't mind having another kitten. As long as Ruan Wei likes it, the new family members may be able to keep Ruan Wei longer.

Shen Tingmo hoped that Ruan Wei could regard this place as his real home, and he would have more worries and be reluctant to leave.

"When your allergies are cured, shall we pick one?" Shen Tingmo asked.

Ruan Wei was very surprised: "Do you buy it for me, or do you buy it yourself?"

Shen Tingmo was puzzled: "Is there any difference?"

Ruan Wei seriously analyzed with him: "If you want to buy it, I will be happy to help you choose it, but I hope you really want to keep a pet and be responsible for the rest of its life, not as an accessory to me."

It was hard for Shen Tingmo to disagree, and he appreciated Ruan Wei's understanding: "What you said is very reasonable, what if I bought it for you?"

Ruan Wei scratched her hair and hesitated: "I don't have the conditions to keep a pet for the time being, and I'm not careful. If I keep letting you take care of it, I will owe you more, and someday..."

What will happen to the pets if they don't live here someday?

The two are like a pair of newlyweds who are planning for a rainy day. They have not written their horoscopes yet, and they start to worry about who will have the custody of the children in the event of an accidental divorce in the future.

Shen Tingmo remained silent, his eyes were out of focus, as if he had thought of other things.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm just talking casually, don't be so serious," Ruan Wei messed up her hair, packed up the bowls and chopsticks after eating, and took them into the kitchen.

Shen Tingmo came back to his senses, and quickly felt relieved. Pets, like friends and relatives, need fate between each other. Buying deliberately is worse than waiting for adoption. Maybe when fate comes, a cute little one will come uninvited.

Just like this one in front of you.

When Ruan Wei was about to pack her luggage after the meal, she was stopped by Shen Tingmo who had just finished cleaning the kitchen.

"These have to be washed and disinfected," Shen Tingmo picked up Ruan Wei's backpack, and his eyes fell on him: "Including all the clothes on your body."

"Huh?" Ruan Wei was taken aback.

Shen Tingmo opened the backpack for inspection, and took out the clothes one by one: "To eliminate allergens, didn't you take them to a dirty hotel yesterday?"

Ruan Wei tried to snatch the pillowcase back from Shen Tingmo's hands: "This can't be washed, it's already night, how can I sleep if I can't dry it after washing?"

Shen Tingmo grabbed the pillowcase and didn't put it away: "Did you take it out in the hotel?"

"Huh?" Ruan Wei pretended to be stupid, but her slightly anxious expression betrayed him.

"Then it needs to be washed even more," Shen Tingmo cleaned out the documents and metal objects in the backpack, lifted them up and shook them in reverse, making sure there were nothing left.

Ruan Wei opened his eyes slightly: "Do you have to wash the ones that haven't been taken out?"

Shen Tingmo held Ruan Wei's backpack and various "pollutants" in his left and right hands, and said in an undisputable tone: "Go take a shower, take off your clothes first, and I will disinfect them together."

"Can't you really leave the pillowcase? You can spray alcohol to disinfect it."

"No, the doctor said, to cut off all possible allergens, alcohol cannot cleanse."

"I don't even have a change of underwear."

"I'll buy you a new one."

"Where's the pajamas?"

"Wear mine."

When Ruan Wei stood naked in the shower room, he thought slowly that this was different from the cohabitation life he expected.

It is impossible to say that when he agreed to Shen Tingmo's invitation, he did not have any expectations and illusions in his heart.

The unrequited love that started from the beginning, until now it has only produced a little bit of flower bud, for Ruan Wei, it is more fragrant and attractive than anything else.

Ruan Wei said that Shen Tingmo is a past futures, but in his heart he was extremely rare.

The bad thing is that Ruan Wei doesn't have any experience, how to establish a brand new relationship with Shen Tingmo naturally.

Isn't it said that living together is the easiest way to fall in love with each other?

Didn't it mean that a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, is it either thunder or fire?

Why is Shen Tingmo not like his suitor at all, but like a father?

Could it be that calling him "little daddy" at the beginning was a slap in the face?

In front of him, he bought a bunch of family planning supplies and went home, and his back feet were more serious than the stern and selfless Mr. Bao, managing his life authoritarianly.

Ruan Wei turned on the shower, waited for the water to become warm, and drenched his head. In the tortuous and deformed field of vision, his thoughts became more active.

What exactly does Shen Tingmo want, who can tell him?

Ruan Wei's wet head was full of doubts.

There is no problem that can stump the smart young master Ruan. After taking a shower, Ruan Wei has already thought of a perfect plan.

On the balcony, Shen Tingmo threw Ruan Wei's things into the washing machine, thought for a while, and stuffed the second bedroom's sheets and quilt cover into it.

He poured laundry detergent and disinfectant into the adding tank, and pressed the start button without haste.

The high-end washing machine imported from abroad has complete functions and naturally has a drying function. It can dry and heat washed fabrics to dry within half an hour.

Only Ruan Wei didn't understand this.

Shen Tingmo's eyes fell on the function button, stayed for a moment, and finally chose to ignore it.

It’s better to dry it in the traditional way. Clothes that have seen the sun are more reassuring.

Ruan Wei came out of the bathroom, wearing a large loose pajamas, and seeing her beloved pillowcase dripping water on the hanger, she felt like crying.

Shen Tingmo asked in a normal tone: "Have the newly bought bath towels been soaked?"

Ruan Wei said honestly, "Well, the rash on my body has gone away, and the injection is quite useful."

"Persevere, come back to the bedroom with me, and dry your hair first," Shen Tingmo led him to the master bedroom.

"Eh? Didn't I sleep in the second bedroom?" Ruan Wei's nerves were rarely sensitive.

"The sheets have not been used for a long time, and they have just been washed." Shen Tingmo seemed to have expected it, and said naturally: "And...you don't have a pillowcase, can you sleep?"

Ruan Wei said "oh" in a drawn-out voice, with a slightly naughty smile: "You want to share a bed with me and use it as a pillow for me?"

"Taking care of patients is the right thing to do," Shen Tingmo seemed serious, but the reddish pinnae betrayed his guilty conscience.

"Is this the VIP personal service of a personal consultant?"

"Hmm..." Shen Tingmo is a worthy consultant, and he is also conscientious.

Ruan Wei seemed to have discovered something very interesting, and shook Shen Tingmo's hand lightly:

"Director Shen, I'm your tenant now. It's agreed that I will pay the rent with labor. Should we sign a contract to protect the rights and interests of both parties?"

Shen Tingmo was slightly taken aback: "Do you need it?"

Ruan Wei rolled his eyes and said with a smirk: "Of course it is necessary, so as not to prevent some landlords from stealing."

Shen Tingmo choked, and finally compromised: "When the pillowcase and bedding are dry tomorrow, you can go to the second bedroom to sleep."

Ruan Wei's careful thinking succeeded, and she raised her eyebrows: "Shen Tingmo, didn't you say you wanted to chase me? Does it still count?"

"It counts," Shen Tingmo pushed Ruan Wei to the side of the bed to sit down, picked up the hair dryer that he had prepared in advance, and gently stroked his damp hair, drying it inch by inch.

Ruan Wei narrowed her eyes comfortably: "Don't try to trick me into your hands in a daze. I'll leave you alone for as long as you keep secrets from me."

The movements of Shen Tingmo's hands paused for a while, and he sighed: "... up to you."

There is nothing new under the sun, what should be known, will be known sooner or later.

Ruan Wei raised his head and stared at him: "Are you really in no hurry?"

Shen Tingmo looked calm: "It's been so many years, are you still in a hurry?"

Ruan Wei made a mistake, in terms of forbearance, no one can compare to Shen Tingmo.

After drying Ruan Wei's hair and rubbing anti-itch ointment for external use, Shen Tingmo also went to take a bath.

There are not so many restraints in his own home, Shen Tingmo came out wrapped in a bath towel as usual, stood at the door of the cloakroom and rummaged through clothes slowly.

Ruan Wei, who was sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone, tilted her head when she heard the sound, and was caught off guard by a picture of a beautiful boy coming out of the bath.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist coupled with straight long legs, although the back muscles are in a relaxed state, the lines are still deep, the spinal groove is deeply sunken, the upturned buttocks are hidden in the bath towel, and tiny water droplets are still falling on the skin, living for no reason The color is fragrant.

"Cough...cough cough..." Ruan Wei hurriedly turned her head to look at the curtains in the bedroom, trying to distract herself by counting the folds on the fabric.

"What's wrong?" Shen Tingmo turned his head, with a calm and sexy look.

"Maybe the mucous membrane of the throat is also a little allergic, it doesn't matter, just drink some hot water," Ruan Wei made up nonsense with his eyes open.

"Yeah." Fortunately, Shen Tingmo didn't put on his clothes in front of Ruan Wei. After finding the clothes, he went back to the bathroom to change, leaving Ruan Wei with a red face at a loss.

Before Shen Tingmo came back, Ruan Wei quickly turned off the headlights in the bedroom, leaving only the night light on one side of the bathroom, consciously sleeping on the other side, and hiding her flushed cheeks under the quilt.

Footsteps came from behind, and Shen Tingmo seemed to have some objections to Ruan Wei's choice of location: "Do you want to sleep on this side? It will be inconvenient to go to the toilet at night."

"It's okay, I'm not a child anymore, it doesn't matter which side I sleep on," Ruan Weiweng said softly.

Shen Tingmo didn't say anything else. He looked at the bulge on the edge of the bed, and at the clear gap in the middle of the big bed. He could only move the pillow and quilt to Ruan Wei's side, and lay down on the other side.

Neither of the two made a sound. Shen Tingmo turned off the wall lamp, consciously stretched his arms under Ruan Wei's neck, lent him a pillow, and hooked Ruan Wei's abdomen, and moved him to the middle of the bed.

The hand that hugged Ruan Wei's waist and abdomen did not retract, and the arm that was used as a pillow was also hugged by Ruan Wei, rubbing his cheek, as if evaluating its comfort.

Ruan Wei turned her back to Shen Tingmo, curled up in the other's arms, like a yin-yang fish with two petals, perfectly fitted together.

Perhaps Ruan Wei drank too much water in order to take the medicine, and when he was about to fall asleep, there was an obvious feeling of swelling under the abdomen held by Shen Tingmo.

Ruan Wei twisted her body uncomfortably, struggled for a moment between sleepiness and urination, and finally sat up uncontrollably, and searched for slippers in the dark beside the bed.

Before going to bed, he came up from the other side, and the slippers were on Shen Tingmo's side. Ruan Wei crawled over in a daze, trying to cross Shen Tingmo who seemed to be asleep, and put on the slippers on the other side of the bed.

In the almost pure black field of vision, Ruan Wei slowly groped forward, her bent knees leaning on a hard-burning object impartially.

Ruan Wei subconsciously froze for a moment, losing her balance and leaning to one side.

Shen Tingmo, who was supposed to be sound asleep, moved, and suddenly stretched out his hand to catch him, pinching his narrow waist to stabilize him.

"I said it's inconvenient to go to the toilet, why are you disobedient, kid."

There was no sleepiness in the hoarse voice, but a kind of forbearance and helplessness.

Half Candy Tea

Wei Zai: Dad?

Mr. Shen: Huh?