Chapter 36
Chapter 36
Shu Yao was afraid that he would really drag her to count her abdominal muscles, so she stayed close to her grandmother all night.
"My Fair Princess" was still playing on TV. Shu Yao listened to the background music while chatting with Zhao Tiantian.
Zhao Tiantian asked her if she had checked the senior class group.
Shu Yao didn't have the habit of checking group chats. Currently, except for the Shen family group, all other group chats were do not disturb.
She clicked on it and saw that the group was discussing a class reunion this weekend.
Zhao Tiantian: [Are you going?]
Class reunions have only been held in the past two years. Last year, Shu Yao was dragged to one by Zhao Tiantian. She thought it would be awkward, but it wasn't. Shu Yao even unexpectedly learned at the reunion that a classmate was in the jewelry business, which allowed her to buy some hard-to-find raw materials at a discounted price.
She asked very practically: "Is the classmate who runs the jewelry business still going?"
Zhao Tiantian: [Jiang Yayun? She went.]
Shu Yao: [That’s fine.]
When the message was sent out, the TV series was broadcasting the scene where the Fifth Prince had a fight with Xiao Jian because of jealousy.
Grandma kicked Shen Ye's calf next to her and asked him to go to the kitchen to heat milk.
Shu Yao saw Chen Ye fiddling with the computer, and guessed he had work to do, so he immediately stood up: "I'll go."
Before grandma could stop her, she had already run to the kitchen in her slippers.
Although she had been to the kitchen many times, Chen Ye had never let her touch the kitchen utensils. At most, he asked her to help him when he was cooking.
So Shu Yao was very confused.
For the first time, she realized that she didn't even know how to turn on the stove. How come there wasn't even a switch... What kind of high-tech thing was this?
Shu Yao held the milk and didn't know where to start. She leaned towards the door and the word "Chen Ye" was on the tip of her tongue, but then she remembered something and changed her name temporarily.
"Husband..."
The first sound was too soft, completely drowned out by the sound of the TV. Shu Yao shouted at the top of her lungs, "Husband!!!"
Facing his grandmother's teasing gaze, Chen Ye calmly moved away from the computer, stood up and cleared his throat: "Did you see that, grandma? I didn't shout before because I was afraid you would choke."
Grandma kicked him again.
Chen Ye turned and walked into the kitchen. Their eyes met, and Shu Yao realized belatedly that the sound he had just made seemed a bit exaggerated.
She looked away and pointed at the pot: "It won't boil."
This time, Shen Ye did not take the job directly. Instead, he stood behind her and taught her softly: "Press this first, then press this to select the firepower."
"oh."
Shu Yao took the milk and poured a cup of it into the pot, but she felt that the heat around her body was even higher than that in the pot.
He had just taken a shower and had a faint scent of white peach on his body. He lowered his head and asked, "Is it done yet?
Shu Yao: "I will. You can go out first."
Shen Ye sneered, not only did he not leave, but he also took half a step forward: "You're crossing the river and destroying the bridge, right?"
Shu Yao's abdomen was pressed against the slightly cool marble. Although her back was not touching his chest, Shu Yao could feel his breath spraying on her earlobes as he spoke.
Shu Yao's heart skipped a beat. She tried to push him back with her backhand, but her palm suddenly touched something.
The pajamas he was wearing felt icy and cool to the touch, but after the chill, it was warm. She looked back and saw that her left hand was very domineeringly supporting his abdomen.
There was a hardness under his palm, and Shu Yao's first reaction was, Oh, it turns out he really has abdominal muscles.
As if he saw through her thoughts, Shen Ye did not retreat, and chuckled: "You really touched me when I asked you to. If I had known earlier, I would have just practiced."
"..." Shu Yao turned around in a hurry, completely forgetting that he had already poured the milk. He picked up the box beside him and gulped it down.
Three minutes later, the two of them walked out of the kitchen carrying three cups of milk, and Shen Ye also poured a bowl for the biscuits.
Grandma looked at what they were holding in confusion and said, "I asked you to heat up a cup, but you heated up a pot for me?"
Shu Yao: “…”
*
After grandma went to bed, Shu Yao went to the study and drew the design for an hour.
I rubbed my slightly sore eyes and walked into the bedroom. The light was soft and there was no one inside.
Living in the same room with Chen Ye was actually not as uncomfortable as Shu Yao had thought. To the point that she sometimes even forgot there was an extra person in the room, just like now, when she easily opened the bathroom door and planned to go in to wash up.
But I found a naked man inside.
The pajamas had been taken off and placed on the shelf beside him. Chen Ye's upper body was naked, and his abdominal muscles were clearly visible.
His skin was very white, and his abdomen was not overly muscular, but rather had smooth lines that were just right.
Following the inverted triangle, the pajamas were baggy, and the outline of a certain part was faintly visible.
Shen Ye faced her calmly and chuckled, "Just touching isn't enough, right?"
"..." Shu Yao blinked and said expressionlessly, "I'll just see if you're lying."
After saying that, she calmly stepped back and helped him close the door.
Sometimes, Shu Yao's mouth moves faster than his brain, and he only realized it belatedly at this moment that he felt embarrassed.
She leaned against the door and clapped her hands over her face.
Unable to stay in the bedroom any longer, she simply ran back to the study and decided to spend another two hours with the design.
But in less than an hour, the design was completed.
Shu Yao supported his head and inexplicably recalled the scene just now.
Previously, when Zhao Tiantian saw videos of handsome guys with abdominal muscles on short video websites, they would also share them with her. Although she would support them, she usually didn’t feel too much inside.
Why can't I forget it this time?
She supported her forehead with both hands, closed her eyes, took a piece of white paper from the side, and drew something to relieve her emotions.
…
Five minutes passed.
Shu Yao fell into deep reflection as he looked at the outline of his abdominal muscles on the white paper.
“Knock, knock.”
The sudden knock on the door made Shu Yao tremble all over.
She crumpled the white paper into a ball, and seeing there was no trash can around, she had to stuff it into her pajamas pocket for the time being.
"Come in."
As soon as the words fell, Shen Ye opened the door.
He leaned lazily against the door frame. "Are you planning to spend the night in the study?"
"No." Shu Yao stood up and walked over to turn off the light in the study. "I'm drawing the design."
"Oh?" Shen Ye said slowly, but did not expose her.
The room seemed to still have a slight heat from the bathroom.
Shu Yao took her clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
When he came out, Shen Ye was already lying safely on the bed.
He was polite yesterday, but today he acts like the boss.
However, he seemed to be the master.
Shu Yao lifted the quilt, climbed onto the bed from the other side, and asked in a low voice, "Is the quilt not washed yet?"
"Um."
"How about...I order a takeaway from the supermarket?"
"I can't get used to sleeping with that kind of quilt." Chen Ye lay on the pillow with his eyes closed, looking sleepy.
That's understandable.
Shu Yao thought that although she didn't see anything special about the quilt before, maybe it was just low-key in appearance.
She originally wanted to say that she could give him the current bed and use the new one, but then she thought it was too troublesome. If her grandmother saw it, she would definitely find it strange.
never mind.
Anyway, both of them sleep well and don't cross the line at all.
Have a good night's sleep.
Perhaps because he didn't get enough rest last night, when Shu Yao woke up the next day, Chen Ye was still asleep. He was lying on his side, his right hand placed neatly on the pillow, the collar of his pajamas drooping, revealing the smooth lines of his collarbone.
This was the first time Shu Yao had really looked at him sleeping. He didn't look as cold as he usually was in front of outsiders, but instead looked a bit more childish.
Shu Yao quietly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom to wash up.
But just when she was halfway through brushing her teeth, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Shen Ye, with slightly messy hair, walked up to her drowsily.
He skillfully squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush. The two of them stood side by side in front of the mirror, one tall and one short, doing the same brushing movements.
At that moment, Shu Yao was a little stunned.
When she saw him shirtless yesterday, Shu Yao felt more embarrassed and helpless than shy. She didn't feel anything ambiguous. But now, although it was a very common action, she felt her ears getting hot.
The people in the mirror are wearing the same pajamas and using toothbrushes in couple colors, as if they have lived together for a long time and will continue to live together like this.
Shu Yao was surprised to find that he didn't seem to reject this.
If it can continue like this, regardless of whether there is love or not, it seems to be a pretty good thing.
Suddenly meeting Chen Ye's gaze in the mirror, Shu Yao was stunned and instinctively lowered his eyes.
She suddenly became very busy.
First, she spit out the foam in her mouth, rinsed her mouth, and then began to hurriedly tie up her hair and wash her face.
The operation was as fierce as a tiger.
Shen Ye glanced at her doubtfully: “Are you in a hurry?”
"Ah." Shu Yao wiped the water stains off her face with a face towel. "I have an appointment with Mei'er's friends to look at the design drawings. It's too late."
Shen Ye said nothing more.
Shu Yao let go of her hair and turned around to find that the pajamas she had changed last night were still on the shelf. She pulled them off and hurriedly carried them out of the bathroom.
Throwing the clothes into the dirty clothes basket, Shu Yao turned up his pajamas, revealing the pockets at the top. He glanced at them and suddenly remembered something.
She picked up her pajamas again and searched the pockets, but both were empty.
Shu Yao's pupils trembled, and he suddenly remembered something. He turned around in a panic and pushed open the bathroom door again.
The bathroom still lingered with the faint minty scent of toothpaste. The window behind Chen Ye was half open, letting in a ray of sunlight.
His right hand rested on the marble, his left holding a crumpled piece of white paper, his eyes lowered, his gaze fixed calmly on it.
"To this extent..." He turned the white paper over, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone sounded a little distressed.
“It really scared me a little.”
Shu Yao: “…”
*
Shu Yao had originally planned to go out at two o'clock, but because of this accident, he had to leave an hour earlier.
After confirming the bracelet design with Zhao Meir's friend in the coffee shop, Shu Yao got into a taxi. The sky was gloomy and the drizzle wet the car windows.
She looked out the window, but the socially awkward scene of the morning still remained in her mind.
He said she was so obsessed with his abs that it scared him.
How did she answer?
Oh, she said all abdominal muscles are the same, and what she actually drew was SpongeBob with eight-pack abs.
After saying that, she turned around and left. She didn't see what Shen Ye's reaction was behind her at the time, but she thought that he probably didn't believe it.
Shu Yao was so speechless that he laughed.
The rain made the scenery blurred, but even so, when the taxi passed through the central park, she saw the familiar figure at a glance.
Chen Ye, Xiao Bingbing and their dog were squatting under the security booth at the park entrance, probably waiting for the rain to stop.
It was him who reminded her that it might rain and that she should bring an umbrella when she went out, but he didn't even bring one when he walked the dog.
Shu Yao asked the driver to stop the car, opened his umbrella and walked away quickly.
Chen Ye was looking down at his phone and didn't notice her. Through the dense rain, Shu Yao suddenly felt that this scene was a bit cute, like two puppies standing in a row obediently.
She secretly took out her cell phone and took a picture.
At that moment, Little Biscuit looked up and then ran forward two steps.
The traction rope was pulled, and Shen Ye looked up.
Shu Yao quickly put away her phone and walked up to him: "Why don't you bring an umbrella?"
"I just came out for a while, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."
Shen Ye naturally took the umbrella from her hand, picked up the biscuits and held them in his arms.
With one more person and one more dog under the umbrella, the place suddenly seemed a lot more crowded.
Shu Yao could feel that the umbrella was tilted towards her from beginning to end, because her clothes were not stained by a single drop of water, but his right arm was half wet.
Both of them were wearing short sleeves, their skin pressed against each other without any obstruction. Shu Yao didn't know whether his body temperature was really higher than hers or it was an illusion, but she always felt a burning sensation in her arms.
She secretly moved away a little, but Shen Ye suddenly said: "Come closer, the umbrella is small."
"...Oh." Shu Yao pursed her lips and leaned back.
"Did you have a good day today?"
"It went smoothly. Mei'er's friend was very easy to talk to, and the design drawings remained almost unchanged."
"Um."
"By the way, I saw a really nice Samoyed on my way back just now, but it wasn't as cute as Biscuit."
If it were the Shu Yao from before, she would have classified this kind of thing as an insignificant trifle. She would have just read it and forgotten about it, and would never have mentioned it to anyone.
Even she herself did not realize that she was actually sharing her life with Shen Ye at this moment.
Shen Ye laughed: "Are you not speaking against your heart when you say this?"
"What's wrong with that?" Shu Yao touched Little Biscuit's ear. "You think Little Biscuit isn't cute? How come you don't have the daddy filter at all?"
"It's because your mother's filter is too thick."
The two chatted casually, and when they arrived at the door, the drizzle stopped.
The setting sun breaks through the clouds, and the sunlight shines on the water, making the water sparkle all the way.
Shu Yao looked at the two people's elongated shadows, feeling very puzzled. It seemed as if there was a pool of water in his heart, swaying gently.
After entering the door, Shu Yao took two towels, handed one to Shen Ye, then squatted down and used the other to help Xiao Bingbing dry his body.
Little Biscuit probably felt uncomfortable and dodged around.
Shu Yao pressed it firmly, but his tone was extremely gentle: "Wipe it dry so you won't catch a cold."
Her ears seemed to be covered, and Shu Yao was stunned for a moment, then realized that Shen Ye was wiping her hair with a towel.
Shu Yao raised her head and met his gaze.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Ye smiled and imitated her tone just now: "Wipe it dry so you won't catch a cold."
"Only puppies need help wiping. I can do it myself." Shu Yao noticed that his arm was still wet and reminded him, "And you should wipe yourself first."
Following her line of sight, Shen Ye looked down, then naturally handed the towel to her.
Shu Yao looked puzzled.
Shen Ye said as a matter of course: "You just said that the puppy needs help wiping."
?
When did he accept this setting so calmly?
Shu Yao stood up and took the towel from his hand. Chen Ye was very conscious and lowered his head so that she could wipe it more easily.
Shu Yao grabbed the towel with both hands and covered his head, gently at first, but then she remembered how he had teased her countless times about his abdominal muscles from last night to this morning. Shu Yao felt a little vengeful and her movements became rough.
He didn't resist. About ten seconds later, Shu Yao put away the towel and saw his messy black hair, as if it had exploded.
"Pfft." Shu Yao couldn't help laughing and supported himself on the sofa with his right hand.
"Shu Yao." Chen Ye narrowed his eyes and spoke word by word, "You're done."
"What do you want to do?"
"What do you think I want to do?" Chen Ye held her arm and pulled her over, put his right hand on her waist and scratched it gently.
"Ah, don't--" Shu Yao didn't expect that he would be so childish as to use such a trick as tickling. She tried her best to dodge, but was still firmly controlled by him in a corner of the sofa.
"Say you're wrong."
"I don't!"
The distance between the two people was so close that even their breathing seemed to be intertwined.
No one realized anything was wrong until a cough suddenly filled the air.
The two of them paused at the same time and looked sideways in tacit understanding.
Not far away, grandma stood at the stairs, staring at Chen Ye with a look of disappointment: "What did I tell you yesterday?! Follow your dad, learn the good things and not the bad things!"
Shen Ye: "..."
Shu Yao:?
Is the habit of tickling others... also hereditary?
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