Chapter 34 The Bathhouse Knight

"Who's crying?" Meng Ye turned his head away, "Don't fucking slander me."

Zhuang Shao said: "Who knows who is crying. What are you crying for? Is it because of me? Because I bullied you?"

I don't know why the tone is still a little excited.

"...Get up and go." Meng Ye stubbornly raised his hand and waved his arm away, turned around and went to the snow to find the slipper that he had run away from. Zhuang Shao wanted to help, but he couldn't get in, and was so anxious that he almost didn't plan the snow.

Yu Na happened to be coming back from outside when she bumped into it, and she was surprised: "Are you two performing a mime here?"

The snow was too slippery, Meng Ye kept silent and jumped back and forth on one leg.

You Ying leaned on the door frame and beckoned to her daughter: "Come in, come in!"

"Mom, what are they doing?"

"Shh, Zhuang Shao seems to have done something sorry for your brother."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know, it's the trial." She pouted, "Thirty-six tricks."

"..." Yu Na's eyes extended, and she saw her own brother found a slipper with a slit, jumped to put it on, and then turned back to the house. Zhuang Shao stretched out his hand to help him, but he threw it away, helped it again, and threw it again—

I help you I help you.

I do not!

Help you, help you.

No!

...

After coming in, Meng Ye sat down next to the wooden chair by the wall, apparently refusing to go back to the house, but in reality he was too embarrassed to be alone with Zhuang Shao. He is not afraid of the world, but he is afraid of numbness. The scenes inside and outside the house just now were enough for him to die three times.

"say something."

"I don't say it."

"Then what do I say? Listen." Zhuang Shao whispered, "I'm sorry."

Originally, Zhuang Shao was not used to apologizing, and he did nothing wrong, but who is this? This is the person he likes, the China on the top of his heart is not no, it is the baby on the top of his heart, the lifeblood, so he regrets it, blames himself, and feels uncomfortable with him, and can't wait to give him a slap by the side. , the kind of apology with the head grabbing the ground.

"Forget it." Meng Ye twisted his head away, his fingers had nowhere to pick, he could only pick at the wooden thorns on the legs of the chair, "You also care about me, I don't blame you."

Hearing this, Zhuang Shao felt even more uncomfortable.

The two of them sat one by one and stood at the other, worried, the north wind was blowing, and the snowflakes were fluttering.

After a while, Meng Ye figured it out by himself.

Zhuang Shao knows it if he knows it, and it's not a shameful thing, so he doesn't need to tell him. In addition, I was a little sad, and I really wanted to cry, but I didn't cry in the end. I have to make it clear, or it means that I have a handle in your hands.

Hey, talk about it, be open and honest.

Meng Ye suggested: "Would you like to take a bath?"

Men, when you take a bath, you can open your heart the most, which is similar to the effect of a drink. But when Zhuang Shao heard it, his face was embarrassed, as if someone forced him to get on the sedan chair.

Meng Ye: "Are you going to say a word!"

Ten minutes later, the two set off, Zhuang Shao riding a bicycle, Meng Ye sitting in the back with a scarf and a small basket, quite like a dual-earner family who was laid off after the restructuring of a state-owned enterprise.

Before I left, I told You Ying that the mother was quite in favor, and even gave him a hundred dollars: "It should have been washed a few years ago, anyway, we can't go back this year because of Meng Yejiao, so it happened to be washed. Chen Hui, stay here for the New Year with peace of mind."

Washing Chen Hui, welcoming the new year, what a beautiful word.

On the way, Meng Ye asked, "Why are you hesitating?"

"I haven't taken a bath before." Zhuang Shao said.

Moreover, it is not very difficult to meet the man in the back seat naked, and he is especially afraid that he will not be able to control it. If he really didn't hold on, Meng Ye would probably push him into the pool to drown him, and then shout everywhere that he was trying to be a hooligan.

Meng Ye was surprised: "Really or not, have you really never been there?"

How can anyone not take a shower? It's so fucking cool to take a bath, especially in winter! Once the small sauna is steamed, the little ash is rubbed together, not to mention how beautiful it is.

"I lied to you to get money? I've never rubbed it."

Zhuang Shao didn't pedal too fast, because the road was slippery in the snow, and he was afraid of falling Meng Ye again. Every time he passed a speed bump, he had to slow down further, even getting out of the car to push, and he was careful with his hair all over his body. Meng Ye held the basket in one hand and wrapped his arms around his waist. He was still thinking about the growth environment of this fellow and the regional differences between the north and the south. He didn't pay any attention to this careful care.

All the winks were thrown at the blind, Zhuang Shao was helpless, but he also enjoyed it.

After arriving at the bathhouse, I received two hands of cards, and I went in to change clothes, line up the numbers, and rub the mud while shouting "Two men and guests". The uncle who took the bath wrote the names of the two on the whiteboard, instructed them to take a shower and steam, and specially emphasized that they should steam for a while longer.

The shower space is tight, and two people can only share one. With the basket hanging aside, Meng Ye flushed Zhuang Shao with shower gel, while Zhuang Shao flushed Meng Ye and washed his hair.

Due to his squinting, Meng Ye couldn't see too clearly, only after rushing did he realize that Zhuang Shao's whole body was red all over.

"Fuck, what's the matter with you?" Meng Ye was shocked, "Is it cooked?"

Zhuang Shao turned his back and didn't look back: "wash yours, there are so many words."

Seeing his red auricles, Meng Ye's brain suddenly became so good: "Aren't you shy?"

Zhuang Shao said go for it.

"It's surrounded by big men, what's there to be shy about? Even if you open it up, don't be embarrassed, no one is looking at you."

Zhuang Shao said, is it alright for the old lady to get on the head of the sedan chair?

Meng Ye said yes! I'll show you a sample!

He turned around naked and raised his head, revealing a strong and healthy lower abdomen, with tight and elastic lines. He didn't care about what should be rubbed and where not to be rubbed, and he washed it generously in front of Zhuang Shao. The hot water drenched his messy, short hair and dark skin, and then rolled down the ground along the texture of his thighs and calves, bathing like a spring palace.

Zhuang Shao almost threw away his armor, turned around and covered his face with a towel: "Fuck you...be reserved!!!"

To keep people alive is simply to force people to death. Why didn't Meng Ye feel conscious at all? Doesn't he know that he is so attractive and so sinful? Doesn't he know that high school boys' self-control is equal to zero, and they can be hard when they see a broken photo?

Meng Ye said that I was reserved, and I didn't even ask you to help me!

Zhuang Shao said you should wash it, and I'm leaving.

Meng Ye shouted after him, "You still have foam on your back!"

Zhuang Shao waved his hand in despair: "I am happy."

In the end, he squeezed with an uncle who was in his 70s or 80s, and even wiped his back halfway. While rubbing him, he wondered, what the hell was Meng Ye thinking, was he kidding himself. But the final conclusion is: that is a fool, not worth the effort to ponder.

After washing, Zhuang Shao wringed a dry towel and stood there to wipe himself. Suddenly a hand came from behind and pulled a towel to wipe it for him.

"Why do you look like a girl, with such a thin skin, you're always angry with me." Meng Ye thought in a shambles.

Zhuang Shao grabbed the towel back: "You don't have a fucking point in joking."

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong, okay?" Meng Ye's bare body lay on his bare back, his forearm muscles tightened and he hugged him to the maximum extent, smiling heartlessly, " You are the most precious, you cannot suffer, your nakedness cannot be seen by others, I am your knight, and I will be responsible for protecting Her Royal Highness from now on, are you satisfied?"

"Go away." Zhuang Shao's teeth itch with hatred.

"Hey—" Meng Ye gave a smirk with a smirk, "His Royal Highness, this minister will retire first."

If there is a rope in his hand at this moment, Zhuang Shao will definitely kill Meng Ye first and then kill himself, and go to the eighteenth hell to be a partner, a wicked and smoking man!

After washing, it was time to sweat and steam, but there were few people in the sauna room. Meng Ye joked when he entered: "How come everyone can't stand the test so much, it's ridiculous, Zhuang Shao, let's steam it for 30 minutes!"

"What about steamed egg tarts?"

Zhuang Shao went over to sit down, Meng Ye lay down next to him with a towel, and crossed Erlang's legs.

"It's really awkward." He pouted, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhuang Shao's face right above, close at hand.

Meng Ye was stunned for a second.

Zhuang Shao asked, "Where is the head, head?"

Meng Ye: "Well..."

"Then you put on my towel too."

Those thick eyelashes and the tip of her nose seemed to have magic power. As soon as her eyes touched her, she would not leave, and she even wanted to get closer. Zhuang Shao was calm on the surface, but in reality it was all soft from the waist down, and it was about to melt. Meng Ye also blushed inexplicably, and he couldn't explain the reason.

No, it can't be like this, Zhuang Shao persuaded himself that if Meng Ye's first kiss would be more than just drowning, he might have to be divided into five horses.

Just as heaven and man were fighting, the door was slammed open and shut like a ghost: "Damn it! Two gays are fighting inside!"

"..."

Zhuang Shao sat up quickly.

Meng Ye sat up and scratched his hair with a shy face: "What the hell are people thinking now?"

Too dirty, he scolded the two people who came in.

Too dirty, Zhuang Shao scolded himself.

Since then, it has stopped, the well water does not enter the river, and no one is next to anyone. But neither of them had the courage to walk out of the sauna, so they could not wait to sit until it was dark.

Terrible, my friends...

Five minutes later, the voice outside was like a bell: "183, 184! It's time for you to take a shower!"

"..."

The two took a few deep breaths, Zhuang Shao walked in front of Meng Ye, Meng Ye stumbled on his left foot, and barely fell.

Zhuang Shao helped him: "Can you stabilize the point?"

Meng Ye muttered: "It's not all the good things you did."

"What have I done?"

Dare I? If you lend me ten guts, I have to hesitate! Who made fists and feet blind...

"You know it yourself."

Meng Ye rolled his eyes, turned into Li Guai Li again, and went out limping. Zhuang Shao followed angrily, thinking that I have a lot of bullshit, as if someone wanted to rape you. I won't take advantage of the danger. Thank you.

Dozens of pairs of eyes from outside swept them around, and even the uncle who took the bath tutted and said, "Young people today...not as pure as we used to be!" In the end, the two of them couldn't stand it anymore. After rubbing the ashes, he ran away quickly.

Running outside the bathroom, Zhuang Shao gasped for breath as if he was deprived of oxygen. Meng Ye was panting at first, and then he began to laugh while panting, and he couldn't stand upright with his knees laughing.

Zhuang Shao glared at him: "How can you still laugh?"

Meng Ye straightened up and was about to fall, so he wrapped his right hand around his neck and continued to laugh, endlessly. Zhuang Shao was so angry that he hooked his neck with his backhand and dragged him into the alley, then groaned frantically.

"Ouch, oops!" Meng Ye begged for mercy again and again, his body slipped straight down, and finally lay down in the snow, his limbs itchy, "Brother! Brother! Stop, I'm itchy!"

"Do you still dare?"

Meng Ye said he didn't dare, but as soon as Zhuang Shaogang let go, he picked up a handful of snow and smashed her face, and directly put her on the ground.

"Meng Ye, I'm fucking you!" Zhuang Shao pooh pooh snow, finally opened his eyes, only to see Meng Ye standing in front of him with his hips on his shoulders, laughing like nothing in the sky. His eyes swept the whiteness of the snow, reflecting the outline of another person, green, warm, and focused.

Zhuang Shao suddenly forgot what he was going to say.

Finding yourself in Meng Ye's eyes is a fucking important thing, and everything else pales in comparison to it. At this moment, Zhuang Shao didn't think about it at all, and didn't want to be a fool. To think about how much of a place he had in this person's heart, he just wanted to take a camera to take a picture and let it freeze until he was buried in a grave and burned with paper. .

When I was judged by the Lord of Hell: "Silly rat, what crime did you commit?" He admitted frankly that I fell in love with a person I shouldn't like, and I didn't regret it.