Monopolize me, let me stay at home [Transmigration Book]

After another day, Youyou's body temperature returned to normal, and his health was half healed.

But Shang Fan still couldn't let go, he stayed at home all day and didn't go out, and he seemed to want to stay with You You until the end of time.

Youyou only had the symptoms of nasal congestion, and his mood became more and more complicated: on the one hand, he was glad that he didn't have to go out because he was sick, and on the other hand, he felt guilty when he saw that Shang Fan had changed his itinerary.

This feeling of guilt for dragging down Shang Fan's work lasted until Shang Fan came back after buying a new mask, and then stopped abruptly.

"Wear this to go out, so you don't have to worry about cross-infection." Shang Fan smiled and held up the mask, and put it on for Youyou himself. "The size is quite suitable."

"Uncle..." Youyou's nasal voice was heavy, as if she was being wronged all the time, "I can't wipe my nose with this on..."

"It's very blocked, so let's breathe through your mouth first. I asked Dr. Xu. There is a mask, so it won't be too dry."

"..."

Seeing Youyou's reluctance, Shang Wan patted his head, "Walk for a while, maybe you'll be able to breathe."

You You felt that Uncle was right, and shook his head politely, "I have no strength, my hands and feet are weak, I don't want to walk..."

Shang Fan was stunned for a moment, and touched his forehead, "It's not burning anymore... Is it because you eat too lightly and eat less meat?"

You You blinked, "Then... Shall I eat more?"

So Shang Fan thought about it, and seeing that he was not serious now, he asked the kitchen to make a piece of braised pork, which was specially added some Pleurotus eryngii mushrooms to stew together according to Youyou's preference, and two tiger meat Put in the preserved eggs, match with the broth of braised pork, and eat with delicious rice, there is no need for other dishes.

Youyou smelled the fragrance, and immediately felt energetic all over, but still walked slowly to eat very reservedly, looking like a sick and pitiful little girl.

The sick and pitiful ate two bowls of rice in one go, burped, put down his chopsticks, and slid down the back of the chair, almost blissfully boneless.

It was already after lunch, Shang Fan looked at him and smiled, "Have you got strength?"

Youyou snorted, picked up his carrot pillow from the chair next to him, and wobbled on another beanbag sofa by the window, "Hmm... I'm too full, I'm a little sleepy."

"Don't go to sleep right away after you've eaten." Shang Yan sighed helplessly, and went to help the person up, let him lean in his arms, touch it in and gently massage his stomach, "Let the stomach digest for 15 minutes first."

Fifteen minutes later, Youyou snored softly.

Waking him up to go for a walk is definitely not an option. Shang Fan was worried that he would fall into a stiff neck, so he carried him to the bedroom, closed the blackout curtains, and moved a chair by himself, reading a book on the Kindle beside him.

After Youyou woke up, Shang Fan was about to continue talking about the walk. Youyou stretched and went to squat for 10 minutes, playing games and humming.

After squatting in the pit, I said that I was sweating all over from sleep and it was so uncomfortable. I went to the bathroom with a bathtub to take a bath and soak in the bath. There was a bath agent in the bathtub, and I made a pool of soft compresses to apply pink and tender foam, which smelled like peaches.

Youyou lay there squinting his eyes, shouting at Cheke in the mist, but it was Shang Fan who came in.

Shang Fan didn't expect that he didn't move inside, but was taking a bath, so he was taken aback for a moment before asking, "What do you want?"

Youyou blinked, only a wet head was exposed on the foamy water, "Uncle? It's nothing, it just smells delicious, and I suddenly want to drink peach juice~"

So with the warm peach juice, the bath time was extended a bit.

After finally waiting for Youyou to come out, his hair was wet again, Shang Fan was worried, so he just went out like this, and pulled someone over to blow dry his hair.

While blowing, Youyou raised his hand to touch, "Huh? Is my hair so long?"

Shang Fan also noticed it, and it felt good to the touch, "Do you want to cut it shorter?"

Haircut...it sounds like going out.

Youyou looked serious, and thought about it carefully, "However, the standard of the barber shop outside is very uncertain, maybe they will give me a particularly ugly cut, and you need to make an appointment in advance if you are particularly powerful."

Shang Fan didn't think much, turned on the phone directly, and asked the housekeeper to find a better barber.

You You: "Or I'll do it myself!"

Shang Fan: "...?"

Shang Fan moved in front of him, looked at You You's face seriously, "Do you know how to cut your hair?"

Youyou looked back more seriously, "No."

Once again, Shang Fan felt that he couldn't keep up with Youyou's thoughts.

You You pinched the hair in front of her forehead, "Actually, it's a bit long here, blocking your eyes, and it might be uncomfortable if you blow the wind after going out. Can I cut it myself first?"

Shang Fan pinched his lock of hair, a little worried, afraid that he would cut it badly, and felt ashamed and ugly, and refused to go out, "Let me find a barber to come to the door."

Youyou froze suddenly.

Wait, if the barber comes to your door, then you still have to meet Mr. Tony in person!

"How about, Uncle, can you cut it for me?" You You grabbed Uncle's sleeve, "It's okay to be ugly, and Uncle, your hands are very steady!"

Shang Fan: "Why don't you want other people to cut your hair?"

You You: "Because the ears and neck are touched, it will be very itchy, especially the electric shaving hair, which keeps shaking and shaking, every time it makes me itch from the back of the neck to the back of the waist, I can't help it Messy!"

Shang Yan: "..."

hiss.

Thinking of that scene, Shang Fan's eyes were not right, and he was suddenly very upset.

Youyou's sense of touch is very keen, especially around the ears and neck, which are the key areas. Usually, even if you are good at business, you can only touch it on the bed.

The more I think about it, the more I can't bear it...

But when it comes to cutting hair, how can it be possible not to touch it at all, even if you don't touch it, it will be touched by other tools.

In the end, Shang Fan was defeated, took the necessary scissors and other tools from the housekeeper, and tried to cut You You's hair.

"I've only cut it a few times for myself, and it probably won't look too good."

"It's okay~ I like all the uncle's cuts!"

After the hair was done and all the broken hair was blown clean, Youyou looked out the window and smiled sweetly.

"Uncle, it's almost dinner time, the temperature outside should have cooled down, let's go out another day~"

"Huh?" Shang Fan was stunned, and looked outside, the light was indeed darker, the real-time temperature reminded on the phone was not as mild as at noon and afternoon, and the wind started to blow, it was indeed not so suitable for going out, "Okay."

Shang Fan was puzzled, how could one day go by so quickly.

Obviously did nothing.

He also deliberately resisted the urge not to play around in the bathroom.

Weird.

The same failure to go out due to various things, repeated for a week.

On the second day, You You watched the live competition in front of the TV, took a nap, and cooked delicious Sanbuzhang by himself for several hours.

On the third day, I was planning to take Chuck out to make a fuss, but Chuck lost the chain at a critical moment, and the hardware was damaged, so I debugged and replaced it all afternoon.

On the fourth day, Youyou’s shoe laces suddenly broke, and he suddenly became superstitious, thinking that this was an ominous omen, very unlucky, and that it might be dangerous to go out. stayed at home.

Day [-]...

On the eighth day, You You cried out in shock after getting up.

Because, a kitten got into their house through the window!

Youyou stroked the big furry orange, pointed at his thigh, and whimpered and turned to look at Shangfan, "I've been sealed! I can't get up!"

Shang Yan: "..."

Where did this cat come from?

The cat is orange, with a white belly, white gloves, symmetrical orange bangs, a fat body, a wide face, eyes narrowed into two lines, snoring lazily, and with two soft meaty paws, Step on milk on Youyou's belly.

Again and again, You You didn't dare to move his whole body, for fear of scaring it away, he covered his mouth with both hands excitedly, holding back the sounds of dying struggles that were too cute.

Cheek Nao next to him was dutifully shooting short videos, intermittently using another manipulator to take pictures from multiple angles.

For some reason, Shang Fan immediately thought of the dog from the previous few days.

But cats are just...

"Want to raise?"

"Do not want to."

Answer in a second.

Youyou scratched her head embarrassingly, "But it's so cute, and it still wears a collar. Maybe it was raised by someone else and came to our place, right? Why don't you try to find its owner and see if it's lost? Or free range?"

Shang Fan went over to take a look, and there was indeed a QR code on the tag. After scanning, a number appeared, so he tried to contact him.

Facts have proved that it is the cat of the new neighbor who moved in next door. Although it is said to be a neighbor, the distance between the yard and the yard is not close, and it is almost impossible to meet each other.

The cat owner kept expressing his gratitude, saying that his orange cat usually loves to run around and will go home by himself when the time comes. If it wants to eat and drink, don’t give it to it. Don’t believe the poor and hungry falsehood it pretends to be. face.

You You also put on a pitiful and innocent false face, one person and one cat raised their heads at the same time, looking at Shang Fan, "Can I play with it for a while?"

Shang Fan stretched out his hand, stroked Youyou, and sighed, "Let's play, wait for it to go back before doing anything else."

In Shang Fan’s impression, a cat is a very cold creature, and occasionally seeks out humans, probably for some benefit, as long as it sticks to what its owner says and does not give it food or drink, it should get tired of it soon and leave.

After it's gone, I'll definitely have time to take Youyou out for a walk.

As a result, three or four hours passed, Youyou was lying on the sofa, and the cat was lying on Youyou, all drowsy, with no intention of ending it easily.

Youyou even held back when going to the toilet because of being repeatedly sealed.

It's the eighth day.

Shang Fan looked at the calendar on his phone, reflecting on what he had done in the past few days.

It's dinner time again, and there is no hope of going out today.

He even began to suspect that force majeure was at work, preventing Youyou from going out...

Looking back at the beginning and outline of the original novel... No problem, if force majeure still works, it must have made Youyou want to go out crazily, so that other plots can be triggered.

On the ninth day, the daily news on the mobile phone began to show a certain trend, which interrupted Shang Fan's thinking.

It’s like an ideological movement suddenly erupted. A large number of people resigned and yearned for poetry and the distance. A large number of people turned themselves into workaholics and called it a dream. A large number of people invented and created lazy artifacts. Technology is advancing by leaps and bounds. , a large number of people marched and demonstrated to demand reduced working hours against corporate exploitation...

What's more, when the merchant asked the seller of the RV, the other party suddenly replied that the number of orders had doubled recently, and the custom-made RV here would be more than half a month late to pick up the goods.

Shang Fan found System 100, but the other party was in hibernation self-inspection, so he used the built-in program to investigate and update the real-time data of the world by himself.

After checking, I found out that the proportion of complete souls in the total population was less than 10% before, but now it is as high as 49%.

In the big living room, You You hummed a song all the way, riding a swivel chair with wheels passing the study, looking in a great mood.

When Shang Fan opened the door and left the study, You You was humming to the rap part. The original song should be a down-to-earth rap, and when he sang it like this, it was a bit like stand-up comedy.

"... Tired of standing, squatting, tired of sitting~ tired of sitting, tired of lying down, tired of lying down~ tired of lying down, falling asleep and squinting~ah~"

At the end of the song, Youyou yawned big and fell silent.

He turned around, saw Shang Fan, showed a bright smile, and waved, "Uncle, what are you eating tonight~"

Shang Yan: "In the past few days, even life-imprisoned criminals from different networks in the prison have begun to reflect on their lives and find themselves. Do you have any clues?"

The author has something to say: Shang Fan: Recently, there seems to be some mysterious force that has been preventing us from going out on dates. Do you have any clues?

Youyou: ...No, no!