Gu Qingxu came out of the shower and sat on the sofa to watch him. He took his copy of "Dharma Rain from the Western Window" and slowly turned a page:
"Has the turtle finished his bath?"
Gu Qingxu's body was still steaming, his black hair was slightly damp, and the scent of shower gel was refreshing, neither vulgar nor strong. His body temperature was particularly noticeable when it was close to her, making people think of life and fragrance.
He whispered softly, "How did I become a cuckold?"
"Because I won't let you see it, and it retreats into its shell whenever I try to see it. What a jerk! So did I win the special prize?"
Zhou Meng turned another page of his boring book on jurisprudence.
Boring, extremely boring.
There is nothing to play with at home.
Gu Qingxu felt a little embarrassed: "Can we talk about it later?"
Zhumian slammed the book shut and said unhappily, "You big bastard."
Although he felt a little embarrassed, Gu Qingxu still let her call him that.
Xiao Mian stood up, walked in front of him, looked up at him, and said in a heavy tone: "Gu Qingxu, I feel a strong sense of distance between us now. It seems that I can't get close to you no matter what."
His heart skipped a beat.
Before he could ask, Zhuomian touched his chest and said, "Now you lock the door when you take a shower. I feel so sad."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
So that's it.
Gu Qingxu wanted to respond with a smile, but suddenly realized something.
He was a little bit incredulous: "Mianmian, did you...open the door when I was taking a shower before?"
Zhumian was confident and self-assured, his tone lazy, not taking the matter seriously at all: "Yeah, what's wrong."
She leaned closer. "What's wrong with twisting the bathroom doorknob?"
Gu Qingxu's heart was beating like thunder: "Did you...see it?"
She moved closer to him, resting her chin on his chest, not a bit coquettish, quite confident, staring straight at him with her dark eyes:
"You like me so much, why can't you let me see you?"
His ears burned: "Even if you like it... you can't just look at it casually."
She sneered: "You can't just look at someone you like casually. You are so stingy with the people you like. It seems that you are a very stingy person."
He said in embarrassment: "No..."
She wrapped her slender arms around him and looked up at him: "And you never come out of the shower wrapped in a towel. I'm really, really sad."
"Mianmian, did you really see it?" Gu Qingxu's heart was still beating very fast.
"What are you so afraid of seeing? Is there something you haven't seen enough of?"
Gu Qingxu said decisively: "No."
He answered extremely quickly, just like when you ask a man his height, a 1.80 meter tall man will quickly answer 1.80 meters.
It's a matter of man's dignity, without any hesitation.
Zhumian nodded: "Oh, I got a rare type."
Gu Qingxu: “?”
He realized later that she probably hadn't seen it, but she tricked him into telling him everything he wanted to know.
"You're quite proud." She said it calmly, as if it was a casual whisper.
But her eyes were so charming, inky, bright and clear. Gu Qingxu felt that her eyes were too good at judging people. He stretched out his right hand, supported the back of her head, pressed her in his arms, and stopped her from continuing.
She leaned in his arms and felt like he was a wall. Even if she put all her weight on him, he would not move at all.
She stretched out her hand, and Gu Qingxu thought she was going to hug him back, but Xiao Mian put her hand on his butt.
I pinched his butt and talked to him: "It's only a little after eight o'clock."
Gu Qingxu: "..."
Daytime nap: "Are there any other activities?"
Gu Qingxu: "..."
He endured the humiliation and said embarrassedly: "Mianmian, can you let go of your hand first?"
Xiaomian let go of his hand dissatisfiedly: "Let me touch your pajamas, why are you so stingy."
She was so calm that it seemed as if she was really just touching her pajamas.
Gu Qingxu's temples were throbbing wildly.
Zhumian stood up straight, without any blush at all, as if it was a matter of course: "I'm going to take a shower, you wait for me in bed."
Gu Qingxu hesitated for a moment. After all, sleeping in a bed at home and sleeping in a bed outside were two different concepts. He was afraid that she would feel offended. "Do you want to sleep in the guest room? I asked someone to clean it up in advance."
She looked up at him and didn't respond.
When she came out, Gu Qingxu heard her enter the guest room. After a while, his door was suddenly opened and Zhuo Min was standing at the door holding a pillow.
Her face was bare, her black hair fell softly behind her shoulders, and her slender arms were holding a large pillow.
She threw the pillow on the bed, pulled back the covers and crawled in from the foot of the bed.
Gu Qingxu's muscles were inexplicably tense. She was like an elusive snake in the quilt, feeling like she would reach out to touch him or bite him at any time.
She poked her head out from beside Gu Qingxu, and although she had brought the pillow over, she slept on his pillow.
Her thin, fair face turned towards him, and she looked like a very innocent little girl. "I think it's good to be here for the first time."
"What do you mean the first time?" He didn't react for a moment.
She pulled the quilt up to wrap around her neck, smiling, as charming as a fox, her eyes curved lazily and charmingly, the corners of her mouth raised, exactly like the vixen I saw in cartoons when I was a child:
"This is the first time I've used verbs with you."
This sentence made Gu Qingxu's body heat surge up in waves, like steam: "Here?"
Seeing his face turn red, Xiao Mian stopped smiling and said slowly, "Yes, this place is full of your smell. It's so comfortable lying here."
There is a very quiet sandalwood and vetiver scent, light, clean and masculine, with a warm sense of security, just like the musk used by male musk deer to attract the attention of the opposite sex.
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