"I'll wipe it myself, you go out first."
Zhou Suyan pushed Ying Xixi out and slammed the bathroom door shut.
Ying Xixi, who was locked outside the door, couldn't help laughing after a second.
The laughter reached inside the door, and Zhou Suyan's ears felt even hotter.
He covered his face and looked at himself in the mirror.
His face was so red that he hardly looked like himself.
From the first time he saw Ying Xixi, he started to act strangely.
Ying Xixi smiled for a while and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Zhou Suyan is truly worthy of being Achun's body.
When she got bolder, Zhou Suyan became shy.
When she became shy, Zhou Suyan became bolder.
Ying Xixi listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, pulled her suitcase and put her clothes into the cloakroom first.
She is a freelancer now, and as long as she has nothing to do, she can stay at home.
Her simple clothes were enough for her.
When I opened the wardrobe, all the clothes hanging inside were Zhou Suyan's.
All the clothes hanging here were suits, so she found a wardrobe for casual clothes and hung her own clothes there.
She didn't have much clothing, so it only took up a small space.
But seeing their clothes so close together, her heart swelled.
The daily life that I talked about with Achun before has now become a reality.
Although Zhou Suyan has not yet restored Achun's memory.
Ying Xixi changed into her pajamas and went out, and saw Zhou Suyan coming out of the bathroom with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist.
His short hair was wet and still dripping, and water droplets were also dripping down his chest.
Although he has been lying down for four months, his eight abdominal muscles have not yet become one, but the shape is visible.
The water droplets slid across the abdominal muscles, covered the mermaid line, and disappeared at the edge of the bath towel.
This scene was somewhat commonplace to Ying Xixi.
Achun used to do the same thing at home.
"Zhou Suyan, you took a shower right away? Didn't you say your body isn't ready for a shower yet?"
Ying Xixi frowned and asked him directly.
Zhou Suyan wiped his hair with a towel and said, "I just took a quick shower, it's fine."
"Okay, hurry up and find some clothes to put on."
After saying this, Ying Xixi went into the bathroom and closed the door.
Zhou Suyan paused while wiping his head and looked down at his abdominal muscles.
Why is there no emotion in Ying Xixi's eyes?
Is it true that he has no attraction to Xixi at all?
Even if I stood naked in front of her, she would remain indifferent? ?
So that's why she could take off his pants without batting an eyelid?
Realizing this, Zhou Suyan felt depressed.
He wiped his hair casually, threw the towel on the sofa, and went to the cloakroom to find pajamas.
He opened the closet door and next to it were some women's clothes that he had never seen before.
He was just about to ask whose clothes were stuffed into his closet when he suddenly remembered that he was married now.
These clothes...
It's his wife's.
Zhou Suyan suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart again.
His wife's clothes are placed in the same wardrobe as his...
Zhou Suyan's ears felt hot again. He took two deep breaths, closed the cabinet door, put on his pajamas again, and then returned to the room.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at the two beds joined together.
There is only one quilt on the bed.
He remembered to ask someone to deliver the bed, but forgot to ask someone to bring another quilt.
While Zhou Suyan was struggling over whether to ask someone to send over another quilt, Ying Xixi came out of the bathroom.
She took out her skin care products and wiped her face carefully. She didn't wipe off the water in her hair or blow dry it, and it was still dripping wetly.
Seeing this, Zhou Suyan stood up, took out a hair dryer and stood behind Ying Xixi.
"Let me blow dry your hair."
Ying Xixi: “?”
"Well, that's troublesome."
"No trouble."
Zhou Suyan was blowing Ying Xixi's hair when he suddenly realized why he was blowing her hair.
It was as if his body was doing something his brain wasn't aware of before his brain even realized it.
He even felt vaguely that this scene was familiar.
Just like he had blown Ying Xixi's hair before.
But how is that possible?
Zhou Suyan curled his lips and stopped thinking about it.
The only sound in the room was the buzzing of the hair dryer. Ying Xixi looked at the image of Zhou Suyan standing behind her and blowing her hair reflected in the window, feeling mixed emotions.
Achun used to blow-dry her hair like this.
Zhou Suyan rubbed his already dried hair and said, "Okay, go to sleep."
He put the hair dryer back in its place and went straight to lie down on the bed.
Ying Xixi looked at the two joined beds, and then looked at the only quilt that Zhou Suyan was covering.
"Is there only one quilt?"
"Well, we are husband and wife, it's normal to cover ourselves with the same quilt. Come here."
Zhou Suyan patted the seat beside him.
Ying Xixi: “….”
Since there is already a quilt, what's the point of bringing in another bed?
She was lying on the edge of the small patchwork bed, and Zhou Suyan moved over and generously gave her half of the quilt.
Zhou Suyan turned off the lights, and his vision suddenly became dark, which magnified his other senses.
For example, Ying Xixi smelled the scent of shower gel on Zhou Suyan's body.
They both used the same bottle of shower gel, but Ying Xixi sniffed and felt that Zhou Suyan's body smelled better.
I don’t know when Zhou Suyan will be able to restore Achun’s memory.
I hope this day will come soon.
Ying Xixi was lost in thought and slowly fell asleep.
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