Chapter 37037 Indirect Intimate Contact

Lin Wei got anxious when she heard this and quickly said, "I want to go too!"

"You can do it next time."

Director Xu's tone was calm but unquestionable. He knew his niece's temper very well. She would probably make a fuss and come back on the first day if they went to the remote mountainous area.

On the contrary, although Yu Zeyuan looks unruly, he is actually capable of taking on responsibilities and willing to endure hardships. This time, he was called out to train him.

The only elder Lin Wei was afraid of was Mr. Xu. Knowing that he was the one who had the final say, she had no choice but to compromise reluctantly.

The charity trip was very tight, and we had to gather and set off at 8 o'clock the next morning.

So when they got home from get off work, Xue Yi and Yu Zeyuan started packing their luggage.

"There are many mosquitoes in the mountains, and they are very poisonous. Bring this with you."

Xue Yi handed over an unopened bottle of toilet water.

Yu Zeyuan took a glance at it, took it silently, and said nothing.

This kid, is he still angry about what happened this morning?

Xue Yi looked at him in silence, feeling helpless.

We have to go into the mountains together tomorrow, we can't keep feeling awkward like this.

She simply stood sideways in front of his door, her arms folded across her chest. "Why, I was the one who was seen naked, and you're angry?"

The word "mother" is a forbidden zone in Yu Zeyuan's heart that cannot be touched, especially cannot be used as a joke.

If it were someone else, they would have blocked and deleted him, never contacting each other again. Now he just remained silent, which was his gentlest way of avoiding him.

Yu Zeyuan's beautiful peach blossom eyes swept across her, then quickly dropped again. He whispered, "I was wrong about what happened this morning." Then he was about to walk around her and go back to his room.

Xue Yi noticed that he was in an unusual mood and grabbed his wrist. "In that case, I also apologize for the joke I made this morning. I'm sorry."

Yu Zeyuan paused, his nose suddenly felt a little sour, an indescribable sense of grievance surged into his chest, and he uttered a muffled "hmm".

He suddenly missed his mother a little.

Xue Yi sensed his depressed mood, loosened his hand, and spoke more slowly: "I'll make some noodles. Do you want an egg?"

Yu Ze nodded slightly.

She didn't ask any more questions, turned and went into the kitchen, leaving him the quiet space.

"The noodles are ready."

Xue Yi's cooking skills weren't particularly good, but she could fill her stomach. She recalled how she nearly got food poisoning when she first started learning to cook, and the house was filled with the smell of burnt food every day. Fortunately, she learned quickly and was able to cook independently in less than two weeks.

This time the fried eggs were cooked to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and still runny.

Yu Zeyuan took a bite, then lowered his head and ate a few more mouthfuls of noodles.

The hot soup warms the stomach, and the originally empty and uncomfortable stomach finally feels a little better.

His mood improved slightly, and he looked up at Xue Yi opposite him. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that she didn't know the inside story, and the joke was unintentional. She also apologized and took the initiative to cook dinner.

Thinking of my cold face all day, I felt a little guilty, but I didn't know how to express it. I just praised dryly: "The noodles are delicious."

Xue Yi didn't even raise her head: "There's still some in the pot, if it's not enough, add more yourself."

"Um..." As he stood up, he added in a low voice, "Thank you."

Xue Yi's lips curved slightly. "Noodles don't come for free. You're the one washing the dishes. Just don't flood my kitchen like you did last time."

Thinking of that embarrassment, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Yu Zeyuan's face: "That was an accident."

Now he has made great progress and can wash dozens of dishes without any problem.

Although there were some minor incidents during the day, this evening was pretty good.

Yu Zeyuan lay on the bed, sliding his fingertips across the screen of his mobile phone, and finally gently clicked on Xue Yi's WeChat avatar.

Her circle of friends is simple and monotonous, full of work-related promotional links.

The only photo of my life is a picture of me walking my dog ​​in the evening.

Xue Yi squatted on the sidewalk and gently stroked Xiao Yudian's head.

The photo only captured her profile. The afterglow of the setting sun cast a soft glow on her, but the faint smile at the corner of her mouth was more eye-catching than the sunlight.

As she had to meet up early tomorrow, Xue Yi started washing and taking care of her skin before 10 o'clock.

Looking at the lotion that was almost gone, I suddenly remembered that Yu Zeyuan always ordered the cheapest meals recently, rarely ordered takeout, and basically didn't ride his motorcycle out at night.

I guess even gas money is tight.

If he continues like this, he will have to work part-time in a bar again sooner or later.

Xue Yi frowned and had to think of a way to help him without hurting his self-esteem.

Got it.

She knocked on Yu Zeyuan's door.

He was standing behind the door in his solid-colored pajamas, his black hair draped softly over his forehead, his collar slightly open, revealing a section of his fair collarbone. "What's going on?"

"Oh, that's right. Isn't the company meeting at 8 o'clock tomorrow? I'm afraid the subway won't be very convenient if we go too early, so I thought I could take a ride on your motorcycle."

"OK."

Seeing that she was still standing, he asked again, "Anything else?"

Xue Yi seemed to remember something: "Oh, I can't just ride in your car for free. I'll pay for the gas and I'll transfer it to you later."

Just as Yu Zeyuan was about to refuse, Xue Yi had already transferred the money smoothly.

He looked down and saw one thousand yuan.

Xue Yi noticed with sharp eyes that the screen of his mobile phone, which was still on, seemed to show his circle of friends.

Was he secretly observing her?

Yu Zeyuan noticed her gaze, coughed lightly, and quickly locked the screen.

Xue Yi didn't expose the truth and continued to explain, "I'm sure I'll have to trouble you frequently in the future. It's better to pay it off in one lump sum so I can sit back and relax. Then I'll go to bed first, and you should get some rest too!"

This reason sounded reasonable, and he seemed to have no room for refusal. Looking at the transfer on the screen, his eyes moved slightly.

Just at this moment, a new dynamic notification slid out from the top of the screen, indicating that Xue Yi had posted a new circle of friends.

Yu Zeyuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his finger clicked in faster than he could think.

A photo with a very brief caption of only three words: "See you tomorrow."

He clicked on the picture.

In the corner of a wooden table, there is a pure blue mug, and behind the out-of-focus background is a bottle of toilet water, which seems to be unintentional yet deliberate.

The bottle of toilet water was exactly the same as the one she gave herself.

A strange and subtle emotion quietly spread in my heart, coming suddenly but not unpleasant.

He locked the screen and put his phone back on the bedside table, and the room fell into darkness again. However, the words "See you tomorrow" and the photo of the toilet water remained etched in his mind and could not be erased.

*

The next morning, Xue Yi went out with his luggage and changed into a pair of sports shoes suitable for mountain roads.

When they reached the motorcycle, she instructed, "Just drop me off at the intersection in front of the company."

"good."

Xue Yi skillfully climbed onto the back seat, her arms naturally wrapping around Yu Zeyuan's waist.

Compared to the first time when he was nervous and stiff, he is now much more relaxed. His waist feels... strangely thin, perhaps even thinner than hers?

Tsk, is he too thin, or should I lose weight?

The sky was just getting bright, the morning light penetrated the mist, and golden red light spread out.

Xue Yi felt a little stuffy, so he opened the visor of his helmet and took a deep breath of the morning air.

She leaned against Yu Zeyuan's back and could smell the clean scent on him. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but it seemed to have a hint of milky fragrance, which was very pleasant.

I have to say that Yu Zeyuan has a good advantage, he loves cleanliness.

Unlike some boys who always smell of sweat, he takes a shower every morning and evening, and his room is always tidy and tidy.

"arrive."

When the car stopped, Xue Yi got out, took off his helmet and returned it to him.

Yu Zeyuan took the helmet and paused. Suddenly, he passed over the helmet and lightly brushed her hair with his fingertips, fiddling with it gently: "It's a little messy here."

Xue Yi stood there in a daze, slowly raising her hand to adjust her hair, "...Thank you."

She walked forward with her head half lowered, and only dared to raise her head after the motorcycle passed by her.

My hand unconsciously touched my heart, which was beating violently and my ears were also slightly hot.

His gentle movements and the low tone of his voice...

It's so tempting so early in the morning.

When I walked downstairs to the company, almost everyone was there.

There are five people in this charity event: she, Yu Zeyuan, Liu Maosheng, Chen Xin from the Human Resources Department, and driver Wang Wei.

The company arranged a five-seater SUV.

Originally, Chen Xin was a little depressed because she was going to the mountains to do volunteer work, but when she heard that Yu Zeyuan was also going, she immediately became cheerful.

She specially brought some steamed dumplings and boiled eggs, and greeted them warmly: "I brought breakfast, do you want some?"

Xue Yi got up too early and had no appetite, so she just took an egg and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome~" Chen Xin smiled and walked in front of Yu Zeyuan again, her voice softer: "What about you? Do you want to eat something?"

Yu Zeyuan glanced at it and shook his head, "No, I get carsick."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Chen Xin's eyes, and she returned to her seat.

The drive to the mountains takes a full ten hours.

It was okay for others, but it was torture for Yu Zeyuan. He slumped in the back seat the whole way, his face pale and his eyes closed. Even the motion sickness medicine he took had little effect.

Xue Yi saw this and suggested, "Yu Zeyuan, why don't you go drive for Brother Wang? He's been driving for five hours straight. It's time for a break."

Yu Zeyuan endured the discomfort and nodded: "Okay."

Wang Wei quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. I'm used to long-distance driving. The mountain road behind is difficult to drive on, you are not familiar with it."

"It's okay, we'll change back when we get to the mountain road."

"All right then."

It was lunch time during the break when the car was changing lanes.

We decided to find a roadside restaurant to have a quick meal, as we were getting further and further away and were afraid we wouldn't be able to find a place to eat.

Finally I chose a fast food restaurant.

The store is small and doesn't look very clean, with flies buzzing around.

Yu Zeyuan frowned. He was already carsick, and now his churning stomach had made him lose his appetite.

Xue Yi looked around and noticed the kettle on the table, so he poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her, "Drink some water first to warm your stomach."

Yu Zeyuan looked at the cup in her hand. It was not disposable, but seemed to have been used for many years. The cup was yellowed and there were oil stains on the edge.

Xue Yi immediately understood his concerns and said, "When we get to the mountains, the conditions will be even tougher than this. You should learn to adapt."

It was her first time volunteering, and just like him, she gradually adapted to it.

Xue Yi turned back to the car, took out her thermos, rinsed it carefully, filled it with hot water again and handed it to him: "Use mine, I've washed it. If you don't mind."

Yu Zeyuan reached out to take it, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and took a sip.

It’s not that he dislikes this thermos, but... this is her cup. Even though it has been washed, it always feels like indirect intimate contact.

He unconsciously licked his lips, feeling the lingering warmth.