Chapter 4 Touch

The incident in the bathroom made Zuo Suci develop a habit. Before entering the bathroom, he had to knock on the door and ask to make sure that there was no one inside.

That feeling of confusion in his heart made him tense for several days, but fortunately, he never had that feeling again after that, and he didn't think of any images he shouldn't think of when he went to the bathroom.

Slowly, he relaxed, and his attitude towards Luo Chu was the same as before, and there was not much change.

Luo Chu does not need military training. He spends most of the time at home. He loves to clean up the house. Although it is stated in the cohabitation instructions that they are each responsible for half of the hygiene, Luo Chu takes care of almost all of them. He especially likes to summarize. ,enjoying the moment.

This morning, when he was squatting in front of the refrigerator, Zuo Suci suddenly came back with a cooling sticker on his face.

Luo Chu stuck his head out of the refrigerator door: "What's wrong with your face?"

Zuo Suci waved his hand: "It's okay, just a little sunburn."

The temperature in the military training has been above 32 degrees for the past few days, and the ground is boiling hot. Zuo Suci is more ruthless. Not only did he not wear sunscreen, he also ran to the basketball court and the sophomore year during the lunch break when the sun was the most poisonous for several days. The juniors play basketball together.

After a week of faking it, he finally got sunburned.

Luo Chu walked up to Zuo Suci. He was wearing a small blue apron today, with the strap extending from his waist to the back, against his waist, and encircling his slender waist.

He bent down and looked at Zuo Suci's sunburned skin.

On the cheekbones, it is redder than the skin next to it, and a little swollen.

"Did you go to the hospital?" Luo Chu asked with a frown.

Zuo Suci looked at the three-dimensional bunny on Luo Chu's apron, stretched out his hand and tugged at the rabbit's ear, and said casually: "You don't need to go to the hospital, you can get better with cold compresses for a while."

Luo Chu blinked at him: "Who said that?"

Zuo Suci said righteously, "Me."

Luo Chu said seriously: "Then these words have no reference value, you have to see a doctor."

Zuo Suci quit: "Don't think that I can't hear what you are calling me nonsense, can I not understand my own face?"

Luo Chu pointed at Zuo Suci's face across the air, with reason and reason: "It's all sunburned, is that how you know?"

Zuo Suci: "..."

Luo Chu suddenly opened his hand holding the ice pack, raised his mobile phone and took a picture of his sunburned spot.

Zuo Suci frowned and reached out to grab Luo Chu's phone: "What are you doing?"

Luo Chu hid his mobile phone behind him, considering that Zuo Suci would not listen to his own words, he moved his parents out and said in a low voice, "Uncle Zuo told me to take care of each other with you, you have to go now. Hospital."

Zuo Suici grabbed the bunny's ear and tugged fiercely: "What if I don't? Can you still send the photo to my mother?"

Luo Chu took pictures for other purposes, but when Zuo Shuci reminded him, he was stunned: "If this makes you obedient, that's fine."

Zuo Suci never thought that Luo Chu was so nosy: "I really don't need it, please delete the picture, ancestor."

Luo Chu took a step back with a serious expression: "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"

Threats are never useful to Zuo Suci, but can stimulate Zuo Suci's rebellious psychology: "Don't go."

"Okay." Luo Chu suddenly pursed his lower lip, took off the bunny apron and went downstairs.

Before he came to live with Zuo Suci, Uncle Zuo asked him very seriously, saying that Zuo Suci did not know how to take care of his body, and that he concealed major injuries, and that minor injuries were not taken seriously.

It is also particularly emphasized that Zuo Suci has changed tricks since he was a child to avoid taking medicine and applying medicine. At this time, it often requires a combination of wisdom and martial arts to achieve success.

Uncle Zuo's worry Luo Chu completely understood.

Zuo Suci likes sports. From basketball and volleyball to mountain climbing, he dares to play some projects that Luo Chu was afraid of when he saw them.

During the summer vacation of high school, he went out rock climbing and broke his leg. Uncle Zuo and the others still waited for him to come back before they found out that their son had broken his leg.

Uncle Zuo angrily asked Zuo Suci why he didn't tell his family.

Luo Chu remembered clearly, Zuo Suci patted his dad's back indifferently at the time, smiled and comforted: "Even if I said it, who of you two can spare time to accompany me? I know that our company has had problems recently. Enough for the two of you to be busy, I can handle this minor injury myself, and the three of us are doing their own duties, so there is no need to feel guilty."

It was also that time that Luo Chu found that Zuo Suci was a little different from what he thought he was.

He seems to be ignorant, but also seems to be very sensible.

Luo Chu walked into a pharmacy with his mobile phone, and he handed the picture on the mobile phone to the pharmacist: "It's like this, what medicine should I use?"

"It is indeed a sunburn, but it is not very serious. I will prescribe an ointment for you and let the patient apply it three times a day."

On the way back after buying the medicine, Luo Chu went back with two bowls of fried noodles.

Zuo Suci heard the door open and looked at Luo Chu from the mirror next to the TV: "I thought you called my mother."

Luo Chu put the fried noodles on the table, washed his hands and handed the ointment to Zuo Suci: "Three times a day."

Zuo Suci didn't pick it up immediately, he looked at the ointment slowly, and then at Luo Chu, and understood: "You took the photo to buy medicine for me."

"Um."

Zuo Suci fixed his eyes on Luo Chu's fingers for two seconds, raised his slender fingers and clamped the ointment: "Thank you."

Luo Chu looked at the ointment that Zuo Suci put on the coffee table, and the pale red lips moved, wanting to say something, but holding back.

The two sat face-to-face on both sides of the table eating fried noodles. Zuo Suci frowned slightly as he untied the bag: "No chili?"

He went to look at Luo Chu's bowl of fried noodles. Although there was not much chili, it was at least a bowl of colored fried noodles.

Luo Chu explained: "The pharmacist said not to eat spicy food."

Zuo Suci stared at Luo Chu's fans: "Let's change, I can't eat it without spicy food."

Luo Chu looked down at the powder that had already been eaten by himself: "I have eaten it."

Zuo Suici hesitated for a while, but still said: "It's okay, I don't dislike you very much."

Luo Chu shook his head stubbornly: "That doesn't change, you have to listen to the pharmacist."

Zuo Suci suddenly put down his chopsticks, leaned on the back of the chair and stared at Luo Chu: "Luo Chu, do you remember what the first rule of living together is? To give each other enough space and freedom, do you feel that you Interfering with my freedom?"

Luo Chu sucked a piece of powder into his mouth, and after eating it silently, he said seriously: "You can't eat spicy food is what the pharmacist said, she said that because you got sunburned, and it's not me who caused you to get sunburned. , so I don't think so."

Zuo Suci pointed at the fried noodles with his chin: "But you are the one who doesn't change the powder with me now."

Luo Chu couldn't eat spicy food, and that little chili had already made his lips a little red. He gently fanned his mouth while gently reasoning to Zuo Suci: "Fen is mine, and I don't get along. You are my freedom, according to the living instructions, both parties A and B are bound by this rule, are you trying to interfere with my freedom?"

Zuo Suci: "I..."

Luo Chu tilted his head: "Huh?"

"I'm full, I'll eat it later." Zuo Suici strode back to the sofa, he was stuck in the sofa watching TV with a depressed face, stuffed sugar into his mouth one by one, biting hard. crisp.

Luo Chuneng could feel that Zuo Suci seemed a little angry, but he didn't feel that what he said was wrong, he felt that what he said was reasonable.

That's why Zuo Suci was even more depressed.

Of course, he knew that Luo Chu wasn't deliberately arguing with him, so he couldn't care about it, and he felt aggrieved.

The instructor gave him a day off, and he slumped on the sofa and watched a movie all afternoon.

Luo Chu passed by the living room several times and found that Zuo Suci hadn't touched the tube of ointment at all.

In fact, when Zuo Suci put the ointment on the coffee table, he knew that Zuo Suci probably wouldn't wipe it off.

"Applying medicine." Luo Chu suddenly walked to the sofa and said to Zuo Suci, pointing to the ointment on the coffee table.

Zuo Suici turned the phone over and took a look at his face with the back: "I think that skin is not so red, and it can be cured without applying medicine."

Looking at Zuo Suci who was making excuses, Luo Chu suddenly understood the pain of Uncle Zuo: "It's just a medicine, why don't you want it?"

Zuo Suci supported his head with his arms and raised his eyes to look at Luo Chu: "Then why are you so obsessed with wanting me to apply medicine?"

Before Luo Chu passed by him several times, he was aiming at the ointment, and he noticed it.

Luo Chu touched the back of his neck: "Didn't you also ask me to apply ointment when I had a rash? Just think of it as helping each other."

Zuo Suici was looking at his handsome face in the back cover of the phone, and said quickly: "Then I wiped it for you? You want to wipe it for me too?"

After speaking, Zuo Suci closed his mouth.

He thought it was normal for him to apply ointment to Luo Chu, but if Luo Chu sat in front of him and carefully applied the ointment to him, it would not be normal.

It's probably the kind of feeling...a daring traitor who dares to call upon His Majesty Jin Gui.

Sure enough, Luo Chu glanced at him after hearing it, and suddenly turned away.

Zuo Suci squeezed his eyes and eyes, this game was his presumptuous.

As soon as he squeezed it twice, Zuo Suci heard someone approaching. When he opened his eyes, he found that Luo Chu had washed his hands and came back. There were two dark spots on the light champagne silk pajamas, which were splashes of water. .

Luo Chu stretched out his fingertips and slowly squeezed out a little milky white paste on it.

Zuo Suci sat upright and explained: "I was just talking about playing, you don't need to wipe it, really don't need it."

Luo Chu bent his eyes, shook his fingertips slightly, and showed him a little milky white on the pink fingertips: "It's already squeezed out, face."

Zuo Suici looked into Luo Chu's eyes, and actually handed over his face like a ghost.

He bent his long legs on the sofa, leaned his head against the back cushion, raised his chin a little to match Luo Chu, and his neat and smooth jawline became more and more obvious.

Luo Chu kneeled on the sofa with one leg bent and half-kneeled, and the toe of the other foot stepped on the slipper and tapped the ground to maintain balance.

He looked down at the piece of skin beside Zuo Suci's eyes, his long and curled eyelashes blinked very carefully, almost as light as the movements of his hands.

The distance between the two is only a few centimeters.

As long as Zuo Suci raised his head a little, the tip of his nose could touch the little red mole at the end of Luo Chu's eye.

No matter how many times he watched it, Zuo Suci would sigh in his heart that Luo Chu's facial features were too delicate.

The skin is also flawless, and just from the look of it, you know it's going to be silky soft to the touch.

He was a little lost in thought, and raised his hand unconsciously...

When his fingers were about to touch Luo Chu's arm, he suddenly came to his senses, and grabbed the corner of Cen Xi's pajamas casually.

The smooth and soft touch of the silk pajamas spread from the palm of the hand, and Zuo Suci looked a little embarrassed..

At this moment, the slightly disturbed feeling in the bathroom attacked him again.

Luo Chu's dark eyes blinked lightly, and looked at him for unknown reasons: "What's wrong?"

"It's alright." Zuo Suci tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his heart, and calmly staggered his eyes to look at Luo Chu's wrinkled clothes, his eyelashes drooped, his voice trembled, as if he was enduring something, "Youlighter."

The author says:

Aci: LP is so beautiful and attractive!