The little man on the apex

The bath water is hot, and the hot air surges upwards, and the whole room is full of rich white. If you stay here for a long time, if you inhale too much hot air in your nose, you will feel dizzy.

Yan Heyi felt that the dizziness she felt at the moment must be caused by this reason.

So, in such a dizzy state, Yan Heyi turned around unconsciously, and followed Yuan Xi to the tub.

"Is it cold?" Yan Heyi realized that Yuan Xi was shirtless, "Go in, I'll wash it for you."

While still holding Yan Heyi's hand, Yuan Xi obediently sat down in the bathtub.

The flimsy trousers were soaked in water, and they stuck to the body pitifully, so they couldn't cover anything. Fortunately, they were submerged in the water, and there was barely an extra layer of cover.

Yan Heyi tried not to look down, picked up the gourd ladle and poured some water on Yuanxi's shoulders, then wet a piece of cotton cloth, and wiped it gently on his body.

The skin and flesh soaked in water will always be much more tender, even though Yan Heyi didn't use much strength in his hands, the place where the cotton cloth was rubbed turned red quickly.

The boy's back is always thin, and the butterfly bone is also thin, which undulates slightly with his breathing, as if a pair of butterfly wings are really trapped inside.

Winding down the middle of the back is a shallow ditch. In the hot air, Yan Heyi thought of the Lanxi water stretching hazy in the winter morning mist.

The cotton cloth in his hand followed the shallow groove, exploring inch by inch, like a pious pilgrim, whose will was completely guided by God.

Further down, the river bed of Lanxi River rose suddenly, and the gully in the middle immediately became deeper. As soon as Yan Heyi's hand touched it, it shrank a little in shock.

Yuan Xi turned his head in the mist, the ends of his hair were wet and stuck to his shoulders in a mess, he stared at Yan Heyi for a while, and said without thinking: "Mr. Yan, actually...I heard everything .”

Yan Heyi caught sight of Yuan Xi's complete upper body unexpectedly, her throat moved slightly, and then she was able to answer Yuan Xi's words: "You... what did you hear?"

Yuanxi smiled: "What did you say to Xiaoyue and the others?"

He picked up a lock of long hair and wound it casually around his fingertips, "Just give me brown rice, lie to me that the dogs are fighting, and go to the hillside to look at the stars, right?"

Yan Heyi panicked immediately, but she still couldn't help looking at Yuanxi's slightly red fingertips: "I...you...are you angry?"

Yuan Xi shook his head: "How come?"

He turned around completely and looked up at Yan Heyi: "Brother, you should propose to me now."

Yan Heyi bent slightly, and put his hands on Yuanxi's shoulders. Although he lived in a high place, he looked like a believer bowing to the gods, with a bit of piety in his eyes.

"what?"

Yuan Xi leaned forward: "Aren't you going to propose to me?"

Yan Heyi still didn't understand the meaning of Yuanxi's words, and said hesitantly, "But...now?"

Yuan Xi tilted his head: "What's the matter now?"

Now...the two of them didn't dress properly, and Yuan Xi was still naked, so it wasn't a very formal scene.

Yuan Xi shook his sleeve: "Hurry up, brother."

Yan Heyi lost her sense of judgment, subconsciously followed Yuanxi's "will", and said dumbly, "Oh...well...Yuanxi."

"Will you... marry me?"

Yuan Xi said crisply and authentically: "I am willing, brother."

Yan Heyi was still a little unresponsive, and asked tentatively: "Is this... alright?"

Yuan Xi nodded vigorously: "Yes, brother, kiss me quickly!"

Yan Heyi hesitated for a moment, then bent down even deeper, held Yuan Xi's cheek and kissed it.

Always feeling that it was because of the surrounding water vapor, Yan Heyi's mind became more and more unclear, and the movements of her lips and tongue became deeper and deeper, and the cotton cloth in her hand slipped into the water at some point.

His hands slowly descended, gently kneading the thin chest of the young man in Yuanxi, the water vapor evaporated between his fingers, first there were a few thick balls, and then rolled upwards, when it floated to the beam, it was already It's too pale.

Being deprived of breath in such a place, Yuan Xi's face turned a little red, and a few moans came out of his throat. If Yan Heyi hadn't supported him, his chubby head, which surpassed ordinary people, would have been soft. Leaned back softly, and then touched the edge of the tub.

Yan Heyi didn't remember how she got into the tub, anyway, when the two of them parted their lips, he was already clinging to Yuan Xi.

Although he had a complete set of underwear on his body, when he was in the water, he was the same as Yuan Xi, and he couldn't cover it anywhere.

Yuan Xi's eyes were fixed on the water, the water was trembling, and the things under the water became bigger and smaller with the fluctuation of the water.

He suddenly wanted to know the size of the underwater thing, so he really stretched out his hand and held it gently.

The rain outside has not stopped, but it is much lighter than before. It seems that there are not enough clouds in the sky. The immortal came out in person, picked up the clouds and twisted them in his hands.

Therefore, the rain that fell on the ground also became incoherent, dripping and dripping.

Yan Heyi trembled a little, and stammered: "Yuanxi, what are you... doing?"

Yuan Xi raised his eyes, his long eyelashes were wet with water and became a little heavy, so they still drooped slightly: "Last time, brother saw mine, but I haven't seen brother's yet."

"I want to see."

Yan Heyi really couldn't understand how this person in front of him managed to look innocent no matter what he said.

Before he could think of a way to deal with it, Yuan Xi suddenly bent down and plunged his head into the water.

Yan Heyi's body trembled even more, her lips parted slightly, all the thoughts in her head, together with the sage books that had been packed in for so many years, especially the occasionally effective "Qing Xin Sutra", all drifted to the room with the water vapor. The beam went up.

After a while, a burst of bubbles appeared beside Yuan Xi's head, and he came out of the water, panting heavily.

Yan Heyi curled up her legs to the side, and said with great effort: "Okay...Okay, Yuan Xi, it's been too long, can you go out?"

Yuan Xi answered irrelevantly: "Brother, you can carry me to the bed."

Yan Heyi nodded hurriedly: "Okay...okay, you...wait a minute, I'll dry your upper body, and then stand up."

He first went out to wipe it briefly, put on his long gown, then carefully dried Yuan Xi's upper body with a clean cotton cloth, then grabbed his arm and helped him out of the tub.

She really didn't dare to dress Yuan Xi carefully, so Yan Heyi put the outer shirt on Yuan Xi's body, and hugged him horizontally.

It was raining outside, Yan Heyi hugged the person in her arms tightly, and entered the house in two or three steps, for fear that he would be caught by the wind.

After stuffing Yuan Xi into the bed, he was about to turn around and clean up the mess when Yuan Xi grabbed his wrist.

Even though it was only a few steps to the inner room, the outer shirt was still soaked in the rain, so he took it off, therefore, Yuan Xi has no clothes on his body now.

Seeing that he had lifted half of the quilt, Yan Heyi was afraid that he would be cold, so she thought about coaxing him to sleep first, and then went to pack the rest.

After lying in Yan Heyi's arms for a while, Yuan Xi suddenly lowered slowly and retracted into the quilt.

Yan Heyi froze, and pressed the head that was still down: "Yuanxi, no...no need, let's go to sleep."

A muffled voice came from under the quilt: "Can brother sleep?"

"I..." Yan Heyi was at a loss for words for a moment.

Seems...really unable to sleep.

The quilt on her lower body was undulating slightly, Yan Heyi squinted her eyes slightly, inserted her fingers into Yuan Xi's hair, and rubbed it unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, but in short, when the two of them cuddled together and took a long breath, the rain outside had stopped, only a few drops of water would still drip from the eaves from time to time.

Yuan Xi huddled in Yan Heyi's neck as if exhausted, and said softly: "Brother, I'm sorry, I got it on the quilt."

It was raining today, so I didn't change the thin quilt, probably because both of them drank hot ginger soup, they were both sweating all over.

Hmm... the quilt was indeed stained with some sweat, and it became a little wet.

Yuan Xi closed his eyes to recall, and said something unclear: "Brother, the taste is so strange."

After a rain, there was another heavy rain, and the things in the soil were washed out. In addition to the aroma of green grass, people with a keen sense of smell may also smell some dead branches and leaves.

Hmm... It does smell strange, but it can't cover up the grassy fragrance that makes the corners of the mouth rise.

Wanderers who are wandering outside know that every place has its unique flavor. When the night is quiet, some people may miss the fragrance of green grass after the rain in their hometown.

Waiting until tomorrow, it will definitely be a good weather, because with this expectation, the night is more worth savoring, especially the night when someone is snuggling.

Yan Heyi's face was burning hot, and she was trembling when she spoke: "Don't...don't say it, Yuanxi, wipe it off."

"I... I will do it myself, Yuan Xi."

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On the second day, the morning light shines through the window and shines on the two people on the bed, making it very warm.

Yan Heyi's guess was right, today is indeed a good day.

Yuan Xi still woke up later than Yan Heyi, moved around a few times as usual, raised his head, and said hoarsely: "Brother, my throat hurts."

He tightly wrapped his arms around Yan Heyi's waist, frowned and said: "The things in the storybook... are all lies."

"terrible."

Yan Heyi felt a little distressed, rubbed his cheek, and asked with infinite affection: "Little ancestor, are you still willing to marry me?"

Yuan Xi lowered his eyes slightly: "I want... to think about it."

Yan Heyi couldn't help laughing, rubbed his head, and said softly: "I'll cook pear soup for you, okay?"

Yuan Xi nodded with difficulty: "Okay."

His voice was already broken, but he still endured the pain and said: "Brother, put some sugar in the pear soup, put more, and red dates."

No matter how many conditions there are, Yan Heyi will not refuse: "Okay, put more sugar and red dates."

He got up and put on a long gown, tucked Yuan Xi's quilt again, kissed Yuan Xi lightly on his forehead, and said softly, "Sleep a little longer."

Yuan Xi closed his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

There are a few green pears given by the villagers at home. They are all grown on their own trees. They should be the first crop of this year. They are not very sweet, they are small in size, and they taste a bit astringent. They are suitable for making pear soup.

Cut two pears into small pieces, put in about three bowls of water, add more sugar according to Yuanxi's request, grab a handful of red dates, simmer slowly in a casserole for two minutes, and the pear soup will be ready , it is most suitable to moisten the throat.