"It's okay, I'll take you to digest it later." Zhuo Shu said.

"..." Ying Tongchen turned his back and ignored him, "Go back."

"Why, are you still angry?" Zhuo Shu took the empty bowl in his hand and put it on the table, smiled helplessly, and his voice was inexplicably doting, "Are you going to eat a bowl after dinner? ?"

"I'm going to take a shower first." Ying Tongchen put down the bowl, walked into the bathroom, looked at the person in front of the mirror, pinched his ears, and turned a little red.

He took a deep breath and washed his face with cold water.

His brain suddenly became a lot more awake, and there was a faint voice in his heart telling him that the mistakes he made in the past could not be made again.

Once is enough.

After taking a shower, as soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound of broken dishes.

He looked up at the kitchen, and saw Zhuo Shu quickly pick up the broken bowl on the ground and prepare to destroy the corpse.

Zhuo Shu seemed to be aware of it. He looked back at him with the stolen goods in his hand, and when he loosened his hand, the dishes suffered secondary damage.

"I didn't mean to." Zhuo Shu squatted down to pick up the debris, "It's so boring, I just wanted to wash it for you."

"Don't pick it up, be careful to stick your hands." Ying Tongchen quickly walked over to grab his hand, got up and picked up the broom to clean it up, "Go and take a shower."

Zhuo Shu took a quick shower and came out wearing Ying Tongchen's grey pajamas. The slightly loose fit was a perfect fit for him.

Ying Tongchen sat in the living room looking at his mobile phone, and when he looked up, his eyes were a little stagnant.

How did this man wear his pajamas so stylishly and smack?

Zhuo Shu looked down at the clothes and said uncomfortably, "I'll bring a set over next time."

"As you do." Ying Tongchen got up and walked in front of him, dragging his arm straight to the bedroom.

After the two finished undressing, the doorbell rang just as they were preparing for the sun.

Ying Tongchen kicked him away and asked loudly, "Who is it?"

"Xiaoying, it's me." Aunt Lin shouted loudly, "Open the door, I have something for you."

Ying Tongchen looked at Zhuo Shu, Zhuo Shu covered his stomach and looked at him complainingly.

Aunt Lin shouted a few more times.

Ying Tongchen hurriedly got out of bed, put on his clothes, and opened the door: "Auntie Lin, good evening."

"Come on, take this quickly." Aunt Lin took two bags of fruit and stuffed it into his hand, "It happened to be a special price. I bought a lot, and I will bring you some too."

"thank you."

"You're welcome."

After sending Auntie Lin away, he put something on the coffee table, opened it, and found grapes, strawberries and a few boxes of yogurt that he liked very much.

He just tore open the two boxes, when someone next to him hugged his waist and put a head on his shoulder, Zhuo Shu said bitterly, "You have no heart."

Ying Tongchen smiled and rubbed his stomach: "I don't seem to be exerting any strength, does it really hurt so much?"

"Yes, it really hurts." If he didn't show an expression of enjoyment, there would be a little bit of credibility in his words, "Well, be gentle."

Ying Tongchen exerted light force, lifted the hem of his clothes, and checked it pretendingly: "Well, it's a little red."

"Really?" Zhuo Shu said in disbelief. He sat on the sofa and lowered his head to check the injury. If he didn't find anything, he knew that he had been deceived.

He was about to speak when suddenly his stomach felt cold.

He stared blankly at Ying Tongchen smearing some yogurt on his stomach: "This is?"

"Just put it on." After a while, Ying Tongchen squatted down, "Okay, you can eat yogurt."

I don't know if it's because of the special price, this yogurt seems to have expired, and the taste is very different from what usually eat. The milky white milk is firmly adsorbed on the cup body and milk lid. It takes a little effort and time to eat yogurt, not to mention it has a strange smell that is hard to swallow.

Ying Tongchen spit out the yogurt, rinsed his mouth, and ate a few strawberries.

Zhuo Shu woke up like a huge wave, grabbed his hand, and the emotions in his eyes were so strong that he couldn't see it clearly.

Ying Tongchen looked down at him, just about to speak, when the world suddenly turned around, the whole person was carried up, and he was startled: "Why?"

"Take you to see the meteor shower." Zhuo Shu said meaningfully.

According to the weather station broadcast, the weather is abnormal tonight, and there will be a wonderful scene of meteorites falling several times. At the same time, in the face of local showers, pay attention to wearing a small umbrella. Several meteor showers followed, and as the night sky crossed, viewers would feel dizzy because of the beauty in front of them.

He finally closed his eyes, and when the sun rose, Ying Tongchen hadn't opened his eyes yet, and was stunned by the sun again.

When woke up, it was almost noon.

The direction of the sun was just in his direction, illuminating his face clean and warm.

The sun was a bit dazzling, he closed his eyes and reached out to touch the phone, but he touched a chest.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhuo Shu was still lying beside him, looking at himself in silence, slightly surprised: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhuo Shu looked at his sleepy face, inexplicably wanted to kiss his lips, but felt a little abrupt.

Something seems to be wrong.

It's normal to put on your pants and not recognize people when you've agreed to be a fire bag friend, right? Isn't it weird to kiss at ordinary times?

After struggling for a moment, Zhuo Shu was relieved.

Whatever, it's not out of bed yet.

He lowered his head and quickly pecked at the other party's red lips, and regardless of the other party's reaction, he quickly rolled over and got out of bed: "I'm hungry."

"Order takeaway." Ying Tongchen said, there was nothing unusual in his tone.

"Well." Zhuo Shu put on his clothes and went out.

After a long while, Ying Tongchen blinked his eyes, slowly touched his lips, pressed his chest again, took two deep breaths, and secretly said, "I can't cross the border, can't cross the border, can't cross the border."

After hinting for a while, felt powerless.

When should I rely on autosuggestion to remind myself?

What's the difference between now and before? In his eyes, it's the same relationship. Why do you have to come to self-suggestion every day now?