Shen Zhiyi almost fainted from embarrassment.
What kind of maintenance worker...
He is the maintenance man...
Why did he choose to be a maintenance worker instead of dying?
"I..." She regretted it now, very much.
I was completely immersed in the awkward heat, feeling dizzy and swollen, so much so that I hesitated for a long time but couldn't think of a reasonable explanation to give him.
I can only avoid eye contact.
Avoid his questions.
But he approached like a boiling volcano.
The heat from his body continuously burned her through the thin air.
It made her hands and feet go weak.
She was so embarrassed that she felt like she couldn't breathe.
Shen Zhiyi turned her head and reached out to push him softly, "Can you please not get so close to me? I... I feel like I'm a little short of oxygen..."
He is hot...
The aura on his body is also scary...
Make her dizzy...
Her soft, boneless hands pressed against his hard, hot chest.
It was the moment I touched him.
Lu Yanzhuo felt like he was electrocuted. He staggered back and took half a step back.
She had no strength at all.
Something in his heart was collapsing.
What was reshaped was a huge desire that even he himself could hardly imagine.
He turned around somewhat embarrassedly.
"I'll be out at seven in the morning."
He left after he said that.
If he stayed there for another second, he would be captured by some desire.
Do some crazy things that only wild animals would do.
When he heard the door close, Shen Zhiyi grabbed the door frame and gasped for air as if he had regained his breath.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
Lu Yanzhuo was in the splashing cold water, releasing his warmth and coldness at the same time.
It still scared her...
But……
Even through his clothes, he was shaken by the touch of her fingertips.
Perhaps because there was no skin contact, his illness did not relapse.
There were no flashbacks to those past scenes.
Instead, there is an endless dream of owning her in the future.
He longed for her soft fingertips to rest softly on him... He longed for her shy eyes, her fragrant lips, her rosy face... He longed for her gentleness and tolerance...
Lu Yanzhuo tortured himself over and over again in his endless and deep desire.
Until the delusions are gone and the heat dissipates.
But deep within her consciousness, she had dug out a larger abyss, desperately waiting for her to reward her with something to fill it...
*
the next day.
Shen Zhiyi got up early, and after cleaning up, he opened the door, stuck his head out and looked to the side.
Lu Yanzhuo opened the door, folded his arms, and leaned against the door frame of his house to look at her.
He raised his eyebrows at her like a thief.
Shen Zhiyi: …
"Hehehe..." She smiled awkwardly, clutched her bag, and moved out of her house obediently, walking up to him, "Have you shaved?"
An unintentional greeting.
If she came to change the subject.
But it made Lu Yanzhuo's body stiffen and he put down his hand.
He even looked away uncomfortably and looked at the steel key inside the house.
"Is it strange?" he asked.
He reached out and touched his chin.
“No.” Shen Zhiyi waved his hand, “He’s quite handsome.”
After saying that, they met his stunned gaze and both of them blushed.
They both quickly looked away.
"I, let me see what's happening with the key..." Shen Zhiyi coughed lightly, slipped through the gap between him and the door frame, and ran into the house.
He took off his shoes and ran towards the steel key.
"My dear, sister is here to see you..."
Lu Yanzhuo stared at her flustered back, his dark eyes suddenly softening.
"I won't be back at noon, you can eat here."
"And," he pointed to the kitchen, "I left breakfast for you."
Shen Zhiyi was relieved to see that he had helped Gang Jian change the medicine once, and his eyes followed his fingertips to the kitchen.
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