After taking a shower, Shang Yan felt refreshed all over.
He had been running all the way and had fought the Hidden Mist Demon for so long that he was covered in sweat and felt sticky all over.
Feeling relaxed, he put on the clothes Zhou Ping had given him and went outside.
When they came out, Zhou Ping was looking at his phone, looking very focused.
019 felt that Shang Yan had just been harassing it, and now it wouldn't respond no matter how Shang Yan called it.
After Shang Yan called it several times and saw that it didn't respond, he simply stopped calling it.
Seeing Shang Yan come out, Zhou Ping silently put down his phone, his movements somewhat flustered as if he were trying to hide something.
Shang Yan: ?
It would have been better if he hadn't hidden it; the moment he did, Shangyan knew he must be hiding something.
"What are you looking at?" Shang Yan walked up to him.
"It's nothing..." Zhou Ping lowered his eyes and didn't look at him. After putting down his phone, he turned and went to the bathroom.
He didn't look at Shang Yan at all throughout the entire process.
Shang Yan lay on the bed watching Zhou Ping's retreating figure, which looked like he was fleeing in panic. He stroked his chin, thinking that Zhou Ping must have secretly done something!
The sound of running water could already be heard from the bathroom. Shang Yan secretly took Zhou Ping's phone.
【Host, you only have his phone, do you know his password?】, 019 joined in the fun.
Shang Yan typed Zhou Ping's birthday into the form, but it was wrong.
"As a high-end intelligent system, couldn't you just check his password and let the phone unlock automatically?" Shang Yan tried two more times, but still failed.
There are only two chances left. If I enter the password twice more and still can't unlock the phone, it will lock itself automatically.
Shang Yan was in a hurry; Zhou Ping was washing very quickly, and he wanted to make the most of every second.
019 is too lazy to even comment. [I'm just a system, not some turtle in a wishing well. You'd better figure out the password yourself.]
Shang Yan has lost again, and he didn't get it right.
Shang Yan: ...
Could it be... that day?
After much deliberation, he decided to use this last chance to unlock the phone. If he still couldn't open it and the phone locked itself, he would then beg Zhou Ping to come out and say that he didn't do it on purpose.
Surprisingly, it actually opened.
After Shang Yan opened it, he found the post that Zhou Ping had just made.
"I think I'm a little abnormal. Is it normal to have these kinds of thoughts about my best friend?"
Shang Yan: ...?
Is this something Zhou Ping will release?
No, Zhou Ping usually seems like an honest person, why would he ask such a question?
The post itself exudes an honest and simple-minded vibe; it's clear that he wouldn't have posted it if he wasn't genuinely puzzled.
The post was published and someone came out shortly after.
Cunning: oi, posting again? You two aren't together yet?
The frog who's already out of the single life: We're just saying, the poster is an honest person.
Big Goose: After looking through the original poster's previous posts, I feel that you are not exactly innocent.
Cunning: What brothers? Do you even call this a brother?
Misguided: You city folks call this "brothers," and you've all been using that xxx drug, oh my god...
Upon seeing this, Shang Yan was stunned. What medicine?
He quickly clicked into Zhou Ping's previous posts to see what they were. Zhou Ping had only posted three posts, which was quite obvious.
Was it a joke that my best friend said he liked me when he was sick?
What are the uses of xxxx ointment? (with pictures)
Shang Yan fell silent.
The first thing should be when he hugged Zhou Ping and called her "wife," Zhou Ping had a question.
The ointment in the second item, wasn't that given to him by Shang Qingqian? He felt it was cool and refreshing after applying it and thought it would definitely have a miraculous effect on mosquito bites.
Shang Qingqian has really done him a lot of harm; she must have misunderstood something before.
"Shangyan, stop looking," 019 reminded him.
"Can't you see I'm busy? Don't rush me." Shang Yan thought 019 was really idle; he was currently browsing Zhou Ping's browsing history.
Shang Yan, who was focused on this, seemed to have forgotten that the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped.
Zhou Ping came out after getting dressed. He was still covered in moisture, and his hair was wet, with water droplets slowly dripping down his body.
After coming out, he first glanced in Shang Yan's direction.
All that could be seen was the back of a dark head; Shang Yan was lying on the bed looking at his phone.
After looking away, Zhou Ping used a hairdryer to dry his hair.
etc……
He didn't seem to see his phone on the table just now, so whose phone was Shang Yan looking at?
The answer is self-evident.
Zhou Ping silently put down the hairdryer in his hand and walked towards Shang Yan before his hair was even dry.
"Shang Yan, what are you doing?" He walked over to Shang Yan and looked down, and sure enough, it was his...
How did Shang Yan know the password? Did he guess it?
That's not the point; it's what he watched!
Did he not see the post he just made?
Hearing Zhou Ping's voice behind him, Shang Yan jolted and dropped his phone.
"I didn't do anything..." he practically confessed, "and I didn't look at your phone..."
"Then what are you working on?" Zhou Ping asked helplessly, looking at Shang Yan, who was in a flustered state.
"...Why did your phone get into my hands? It's not my fault..." Shang Yan presented Zhou Ping's phone with both hands.
Zhou Ping:......
"Watch it if you want to later." What else can we do? Should we criticize him?
Zhou Ping reached out and ruffled Shang Yan's hair. "Why did you lie to me?"
"...I'm sorry," Shang Yan said sincerely, bowing his head.
Zhou Ping: ...The apology was timely, but the change was minimal.
By the time Zhou Ping finished drying his hair, Shang Yan was already lying properly on the bed.
They booked a king-size bed this time, a bed that Shang Yan could easily roll around in twice on.
"Go to sleep, we're going to the zoo tomorrow," Zhou Ping's deep voice sounded after the lights were turned off.
Shang Yan was indeed a little sleepy. He gave a perfunctory reply and then fell asleep.
However, while he fell asleep, Zhou Ping next to him couldn't fall asleep at all.
He turned around and lay on his side, looking at Shang Yan, who was not far from him.
He must have been too tired during the day, because Shang Yan was sleeping soundly and didn't move around much, being very well-behaved.
The instant this thought arose, Shang Yan, who had been fast asleep, leaned closer.
In the darkness, Zhou Ping's slightly dilated pupils reflected Shang Yan's somewhat blurry figure.
Those hands wrapped around his waist once more. Zhou Ping's expression darkened for a moment, then he slowly reached out, a very slow movement for him.
After he gently reached out and pulled Shang Yan into his arms, he smiled faintly.
No wonder Shang Yan always hugs someone when he sleeps at night; so this is what it feels like to hug someone.
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