Cen Yu checked the plot with the system in the bathroom and left the bathroom.
He was wearing the pajamas that Yu Xinyu handed him. His black hair was still wet, and a few strands of hair happened to rest on the tear stains under his eyes.
When Cen Yu walked to the living room, he saw Yu Xinyu still sitting on the small bench, blushing and rubbing her clothes...
It actually made him a little embarrassed.
He coughed, walked over and looked at the shirt in the basin, "Forget it, how long are you going to rub it?" He squatted down directly and threw the remaining clothes into the washing machine, "Washing machine. never mind."
"But remember, it won't happen again!"
"Husband!" Yu Xinyu sat on the small bench with her hands still in the cold water. When she saw that Cen Yu cared so much about her and refused to let her wash clothes, she was immediately moved to tears.
"I know you love me the most!" He said to Cen Yu movedly, "It's okay, husband, I will wash your clothes by hand every day from now on."
"..." Cen Yu wanted to complain in his heart.
He opened his mouth to say something, but finally swallowed it.
He looked at Yu Xinyu in silence for a few seconds, "As long as you are happy."
"Yeah!" Yu Xinyu nodded, then stood up from the bench.
He nonchalantly wiped his hands a few times on his expensive, non-machine washable clothes, and then came to Cen Yu's side, "Honey, let me blow dry your hair~"
Cen Yu saw Yu Xinyu's eyes shining brightly, as if she was looking forward to this very much.
In the end, he didn't say that he could just wipe his hair, but acquiesced to the other party's actions.
So Yu Xinyu happily took Cen Yu's hand and came to the sofa in the living room. He motioned for Cen Yu to sit down on the sofa, and then he brought a hair dryer.
"As expected, I can't do it without my husband..." Yu Xinyu said to herself, "I can't even blow my hair by myself."
Cen Yu really wanted to ask, could it be that a savage blew his hair when he was on a business trip? !
He complained wildly in his heart.
But he still looked tired on the surface and leaned on the sofa.
Her neck happened to be stuck on the edge of the sofa, and she raised her head and let Yu Xinyu blow her wet hair.
Yu Xinyu held a hair dryer and combed her fingers through Cen Yu's hair that had just come out of the shower and had not dried it at all. He slowly combed his fingers along Cen Yu's hair roots... Cen Yu's hair color was extremely dark, matching the coldness. The white skin color and indifferent face give people the feeling of the person in the painting.
His fingers slowly massaged Cen Yu's scalp, "I'll massage your scalp. This will relieve the headache."
"...Hmm." Cen Yu hummed.
Yu Xinyu looked at Cen Yu's face greedily.
He looked at Cen Yu's tall nose, his long eyelashes, and the two moles under his eyes.
He stretched out his fingers and traced the positions of the two tear moles in the air. He felt that Cen Yu looked very good-looking no matter where he was... He gently combed Cen Yu's black hair, then took out the hair dryer and blew it slowly Dried his hair.
The wet hair slowly dried under the hot air and the caressing of his fingers.
It also slowly became softer, like a well-maintained cat, with glossy and smooth fur that everyone would praise.
He still remembered that when he first met Cen Yu, his hair was cut very short and looked a little messy because he didn't take care of it much.
Wearing the simplest sportswear, there are still some bruises on his cheeks.
The two moles under his eyes made him remember them at first sight.
He watched Cen Yu's skin slowly return to its cold white color under his care, and his black hair no longer looked dry and messy, and he felt very satisfied in his heart.
The high-power hair dryer blew the hair very quickly, and within a short while, Cen Yu's wet hair was completely dry.
Yu Xinyu looked at all this with some regret, but still put down the hair dryer.
After blow-drying his hair, Cen Yu's head became fluffy. He lost his previous indifference and his whole person became softer.
Yu Xinyu looked down for a while, and finally reached out and pinched Cen Yu's earlobe, "Okay, let's blow dry your hair."
Cen Yu, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up when he heard Yu Xinyu's words.
"Then I'm going to bed. I have to go to work tomorrow."
He stood up and walked to his bedroom without looking back.
When he was halfway there, he looked at Yu Xinyu standing behind the sofa, and finally couldn't help but said, "Go to bed early and forget about your clothes."
…
As soon as he entered the room, Cen Yu felt his head became dizzy again.
It seemed that the previous mild fever had become more serious due to taking a bath and staying in the living room wearing pajamas just now.
It's quite miraculous.
Although Yu Xinyu and Cen Yu live together, they have always slept in separate rooms——
Because same-sex marriage is normal in this world, Cen Yu said, "I can't bear to touch you before we get married."
When Yu Xinyu heard this, she was immediately moved to tears, so the two became roommates in a sense - no, they were the landlord and the long-term worker.
Cen Yu had resisted saying that he had a fever before, because as long as he said that he had a fever, Yu Xinyu would definitely be in danger, and even if he called the emergency call, he would be sent to the hospital.
Cen Yu is someone who doesn't go to the hospital if he can. Besides, for him, if he has a fever, he just needs to take some antipyretics.
What's the matter...
Thinking of this, he poured himself another glass of warm water and fell into the soft bed.
…
Yu Xinyu went to take a shower just after Cen Yu walked into the bedroom.
The pajamas he wore matched those of Cen Yu...but the careless Cen Yu didn't realize that what Yu Xinyu gave him was actually his own top.
Because the sizes of pajamas are relatively large, even if Yu Xinyu is taller than Cen Yu, he can still wear the other party's clothes.
Yu Xinyu carefully put her pajamas aside, and then stood in the still wet bathroom.
There is a slight smell of water vapor and cypress in the bathroom. This is the scent of a shower gel that Cen Yu likes very much - although he has never said he likes it, he uses it every time and never asks Yu Xinyu to change it to another one. style, so Yu Xinyu knew that Cen Yu liked this fragrance very much.
The smell of cypress wood mixed with the dense water vapor made Yu Xinyu couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Then he unbuttoned his shirt and looked at himself in the mirror.
——Unlike her tall and thin appearance, Yu Xinyu has a very strong chest.
The abdominal muscles are clearly defined, perhaps because of his mixed race. His overall frame is larger, but because of his height and his usual dress, he looks tall and thin.
He took off his clothes and was about to throw them into the dirty clothes basket next to him.
Then he saw the shirt that Cen Yu had just taken off.
He hesitated for a moment, then nervously picked up the shirt and smelled the collar and cuffs carefully——
A hint of rum mixed with patchouli.
This aggressive and iconic perfume made Yu Xinyu instantly squeeze the shirt in his hand. He squeezed the shirt in his hand, as if he wanted to use the shirt to crush the owner of the perfume to death.
"Bitch." He said bitterly.
