Yu Changle, who had just arrived, had time to look at the small courtyard in front of him. It was a typical military area family courtyard with a small two-bay bungalow and a small yard. He could also grow some fruits and vegetables to be self-sufficient.
Unfortunately, the original courtyard was overgrown with weeds. When she opened the door and took a look, the house was even more dirty.
The dishes and chopsticks that had been stored for an unknown number of days were piled up in the sink. Melon rinds and fruit shells were all over the floor. Dirty clothes and dirty socks were scattered everywhere.
It's like living in a garbage dump. No wonder her husband doesn't want to go home!
Now that it was him who wanted to live here, no matter how reluctant Yu Changle was, he could only frown and pick up the broom and dustpan in the corner and put them away.
It took more than two hours, and I was so tired that my back ached. I finally finished tidying up the house.
Suddenly, an extremely sour smell penetrated her nose, coming from her own body.
How many days has it been since you took a shower? !
Every piece of the original owner's clothes smelled smelly, so Yu Changle focused on the clothes of the original owner's husband, Meng Jiu'an.
The relationship between the two has not been good since they got married, and they still sleep in separate rooms.
Meng Jiu'an is a soldier and has a strict life discipline. His room is as clean and tidy as in the army. The items in the room are also arranged in an orderly manner. Finding clean clothes to wear is not a problem.
Anyway, the two of them just had a fight yesterday, and Meng Jiuan was sent back to the army in anger, and he would not be discovered if he took some clothes from him.
Yu Changle found a military short-sleeved shirt from his cabinet and made some gestures. The length was almost to his knees, which was more than enough to cover his buttocks.
Meng Jiu'an is 1.88 meters tall, and the original owner is 1.63 meters tall, which is a full 25 centimeters taller.
The pants were too long to put on, so I just took the shirt and boiled water in the kitchen to take a shower.
Don't even think about shower gel, there's not even soap, and there's half a bar of soap next to the kitchen sink.
Yu Changle is not pretentious, as long as he can wash away the smelly sweat, the smell of soap is always better than the smell of sweat.
I had just finished washing and was remembering that I had not found a clean towel to wipe the water with. Suddenly, there was a "dong-dong" knock on the door of the room, and the sound was quite loud.
"Who?"
Yu Changle was startled, and quickly hugged his naked body and crouched in a ball, staring warily in the direction of the door.
"I!"
What kind of answer is this?
Yu Changle looked unhappy: "Who are you?!"
"Open the door!" Meng Jiu'an's face was livid with anger outside the door. This woman must have deliberately locked the door in broad daylight and deliberately provoked him.
After saying two more words, Yu Changle realized that the voice seemed to be that of her cheap husband - Meng Jiu'an, but why was he back at this time? !
"You, why are you back?!"
She was a little panicked and put on the shirt in a few moments, regardless of whether the water on her body was dry.
"I'm going back to my house, am I going to have to file a report?"
Meng Jiu'an laughed angrily, and his voice became louder unconsciously. He suddenly noticed someone looking outside the courtyard door, and lowered his voice to warn Yu Changle fiercely.
"Stop talking nonsense, open the door quickly!"
"Wait a minute!"
Yu Changle buttoned the last button and made sure that all the places that should be covered were covered. Then he took off the buttoned door lock, opened a crack, and stuck his head out.
"What's your business?"
Hearing Yu Changle blocking the door and asking this, Meng Jiu'an became furious, pushed open the door and strode into the room.
The door was immediately closed with a "dong" sound, eliminating the eyes of those gossiping about good things.
"oops--"
Yu Changle, who was standing behind the door, couldn't stand upright and was pushed to the ground. Fortunately, his butt was thick, so the fall didn't hurt him too much.
Meng Jiu'an subconsciously reached out to pull it, but was shocked by the sight in front of him.
The long, shiny black hair lay wetly on her chest, and Yu Changle's fair and delicate skin could be clearly seen through the open collar of her shirt. The water droplets dripping from the tips of her hair soaked part of the crisp shirt, showing a looming appearance against her body. The outline and the hem of the shirt even have a large patch of white flowers - legs? !
He turned away quickly, his face flushed crimson, and he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "What kind of monster are you doing?!"
Yu Changle rubbed his butt and was about to get up from the ground when Leng Buding was startled by Meng Jiu'an's loud scolding. He was stunned for a second and suddenly became angry.
"You pushed me down and didn't even apologize. Why did you ask me what kind of monster I was?!"
His bright eyes were full of anger, staring at Meng Jiu'an without giving an inch, his red lips pouted angrily, and his chest was heaving.
Meng Jiu'an, who was about to turn around, saw a sudden sight, and immediately turned his head again, his voice a little unnatural: "Who asked you to lock the door in broad daylight? And... what are you wearing?!"
Yu Changle stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said angrily: "What happened to the military uniform I was wearing?!"
After hearing what she said about the military uniform she was wearing, Meng Jiuan looked back and found that she was actually wearing his short-sleeved military uniform shirt, and he immediately became angry again.
"Take it off for me quickly!"
As he was talking, he was about to attack. Yu Changle was so frightened that he quickly raised his hand to block it. He turned around and wanted to hide away. While hiding, he scolded: "You are crazy!"
After all, it was Meng Jiu'an who was so strong that he grabbed Yu Changle's hand, pulled him in front of him, and held him tightly.
"Military uniforms are not just for you to wear and fool around..."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Jiuan suddenly realized how ambiguous the movements between the two were. At this moment, a warm and soft body was pressed tightly against his chest.
His throat rolled unconsciously and his words stopped abruptly.
This wonderful touch that he had never experienced before made Meng Jiuan stunned on the spot, neither speaking nor letting go.
Yu Changle struggled hard to push him away, and when he raised his head, he saw Meng Jiu'an's face right in front of him.
He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a straight nose. He is a handsome guy with strong facial features, but he has a tougher temperament because of the resolute temperament of a soldier. He can also smell a faint scent of soap on his body. Coupled with the military uniform, this—— It’s simply a real-life uniform temptation!
"Let go, you hurt me..."
Yu Changle's fat face turned red and his voice dropped an octave. Sure enough, being handsome was also an advantage.
Meng Jiu'an let go of his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream, and took two steps back. His voice was inexplicably hoarse: "The military uniform is not for you to fool around in, so change it quickly!"
Only then did Yu Changle realize what he had just done, and quickly explained: "I didn't mean to wear your military uniform. I borrowed your clothes to wear temporarily because my clothes were washed. Wait. When the clothes are dry tomorrow, I will change them, wash them and return them to you."
Meng Jiu'an frowned when he heard this. This woman was telling lies. In the six months since they were married, he had never helped her wash the dirty clothes until he couldn't stand it anymore. He had never seen her take the initiative to wash the clothes.
It turned out that the problem was greed and laziness, and now he also added lying?
He was about to speak sarcastically when he noticed that the room had been tidied up at some point.
The garbage everywhere on the floor is gone, the table is clean, and except for three cushions on the bench, there is no trace of those dirty clothes.
Could it be...that it was really washed?
