From her calves to her waist, Ren Tingxi carefully cleaned every inch of Lan Xiaolan's skin. He covered the cleaned areas with a quilt, fearing that the wind would blow them away.
Now, his hands hung naturally, pressing on both sides of Lan Xiaolan's waist.
Ren Tingxi's body sank involuntarily, with such a familiar breath and breathing rhythm, as well as the familiar smell of each other's bodies.
Such an ambiguous posture made both of their hearts beat wildly. If they got any closer, they were afraid they would lose control of themselves.
Lan Xiaolan raised her head slightly, and her forehead bumped into Ren Tingxi's cheek.
A little painful, a little sour, a little sweet.
If the movement had been a little bigger, maybe the two of them would have kissed...
Lan Xiaolan reached out and pushed Ren Tingxi away: "Let me do it myself..." Then she covered her hair with a bath towel and wiped it hard.
Ren Tingxi pursed his lips and covered Lan Xiaolan with the quilt. Then he stood up and adjusted the air conditioner to a suitable temperature.
"You haven't eaten anything since last night?"
"Um."
"Are you in such a hurry to work? Don't you even eat your meal properly? You look like you have low blood sugar."
"It's all because of you..."
"Um?"
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have rushed here in such a hurry to tell my boss to lift the cordon off the construction site."
Oh? So this is indeed his fault.
Ren Tingxi didn't answer, walked to the door, turned around and said, "Put on some clothes, don't catch a cold. I'll buy you something to eat." Then he turned and left.
Lan Xiaolan covered her head with the quilt. Oh my god! Who knew what she had just experienced? It was so embarrassing. She was really embarrassed to death.
Ren Tingxi's heart was already beating in his throat. Damn hormones were playing tricks on him.
He and Lan Xiaolan have broken up, and she already has a new boyfriend.
Now, the two of them can perhaps only be considered as two strangers who know each other.
Some things that go beyond the rules should not be done!
But what could he do? The damn hormones wouldn't go away. Ren Tingxi had no choice but to run, buy food, and sweat it out, maybe he'd feel better.
After a while, Ren Tingxi came back with a few takeout bags.
A bowl of snail rice noodle, a bowl of millet porridge, some milk and buns. The portion is large enough for two people to share.
Smelling the fragrance, Lan Xiaolan walked out of the room.
She was already dressed in a white round-neck T-shirt. Her hair had not been completely dried yet, and the damp hair was casually draped around her waist.
This kind of dressing is exactly the same as what I used to wear at home.
"Come and have something to eat."
Ren Tingxi placed the snail noodles in front of Lan Xiaolan. It was a bowl of snail noodles without green onions, coriander or peanuts, with more sour beans and bamboo shoots, and two braised eggs. It was slightly spicy and numb.
This was Lan Xiaolan's favorite way to eat it in the past, and Ren Tingxi still remembers it clearly.
Some tastes are hard to change, and some things are hard to forget.
Lan Xiaolan ate with satisfaction. This must be the happiness brought by carbohydrates.
Suddenly, her hair was lifted up from behind, and then the sound of a hair dryer was heard. Ren Tingxi was behind her, blowing Lan Xiaolan's hair with skillful techniques.
Lan Xiaolan has black hair that reaches her waist, but because of her work, she wears her hair in a bun most of the time.
It is very troublesome for women with long hair to wash their hair at home, and even more so to blow-dry their hair.
In the past, Ren Tingxi often washed and blow-dried Lan Xiaolan's hair at home, so he developed the now familiar set of movements.
Of course, only Lan Xiaolan has enjoyed such skillful hair-blowing action.
"After you finish eating, take a good rest. The people at the construction site just sent me a message saying that Professor Bai is directing everyone on site to speed up the excavation of the ancient tomb. You don't need to worry too much."
"Professor Bai also sent you a message, but you didn't reply, so he asked me to tell you."
"You can take a day off today and go back to the scene tomorrow."
Lan Xiaolan looked, felt, and searched around, but couldn't find her phone.
"It's next to your pillow on the bed. You just put it there after you finished talking on the phone. I put it away for you." As he said this, he stroked Lan Xiaolan's hair with his hand.
Yes, Lan Xiaolan just made a phone call. To be more precise, she called her current boyfriend.
Now the person blow-drying her hair was her ex-boyfriend, who clearly heard the conversation between her and her current boyfriend. The man on the phone said he missed her, and she, in turn, said she missed him.
I heard it so clearly!
"I leave this phone randomly when I get home. My habit of losing things hasn't changed at all."
"What's it to you, huh..." Lan Xiaolan rolled her eyes and ate the snail noodles in big mouthfuls.
After eating and drinking, Lan Xiaolan returned to her room and soon fell into a deep sleep. A lot had happened that day and she was really exhausted.
I am tired physically and mentally.
She doesn't like to close the door when she sleeps because the windows and doors create convection, which makes sleeping more comfortable.
And in this space, besides her, there is also Ren Tingxi. Although he is an ex-boyfriend, the sense of security that Ren Tingxi gave her still vaguely remains.
With Ren Tingxi around, she has nothing to fear and can sleep peacefully.
Ren Tingxi saw that Lan Xiaolan had fallen asleep, so he left the door of the room ajar, because he still had a day's work to do. He was afraid that the typing noise would wake her up.
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