After a while, Rouyu smiled and said, "Let's just say you are a foreigner. I'm afraid it will hurt your self-esteem. In fact, the best way to keep warm is to go back to the house from outside and take a comfortable hot shower to force away the cold and eliminate fatigue.
"
"Yes." Zhihao heard the wind or rain and hurriedly ran into the bathroom to adjust the water temperature.
When Rouyu came out of the bathroom, clean and fresh, she saw Zhihao lying lazily on the bed, and said with a smile, "You should go take a shower too, it's very comfortable."
Zhihao smiled and said nothing, shaking his head slightly.
Rouyu looked angry, her fair face slightly red, "If you don't take a shower, I won't let you... hug me and sleep with me at night."
Zhihao smiled and said, "Did I say I would sleep with you in my arms?"
"You're so disgusting, you big slacker." Rouyu blushed, pulled Zhihao up, pushed and pushed Zhihao, and sent him to the bathroom, "I'm sweating this morning, and it stinks..."
Just as Zhihao closed the door, Rouyu opened the crack again and handed her pajamas in.
When the two of them were lying on the bunk, Zhihao smiled and asked, "I'm sweating. Does it really stink?"
"Yeah." Rouyu nodded with a smile, "But it's still acceptable. It's so good now, so slippery." As she said that, she put a small hand into Zhihao's pajamas and gently stroked his chest.
Zhihao smiled, picked up Rouyu and sniffed around. Rouyu pushed Zhihao's face away in anger, "What are you smelling? Yu'er is not smelly... cooing."
Zhihao looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh. He was heartbroken and said, "It's better not to take a shower. Yu'er, who smelled so good, has no smell now. It's a huge loss that is irreparable..."
Zhihao let out a long sigh, which was an exaggerated joke, but it was also a true portrayal of his inner world.
Rouyu smiled and squeezed Zhihao's face with her small hands, "It's not that exaggerated. Besides, it's better than you being... coaxing, right?"
Zhihao said sternly, "In the future, you will never take a shower casually without my consent, which will affect my mood."
"Virtue?" Rouyu rolled her eyes at Zhihao, and since Zhihao was pregnant, she lay obediently next to Zhihao and giggled, "She is becoming more and more domineering. She even has to ask for permission early to take a shower.
Report in the evening, type up the report, and wait for you to approve it, why don’t you cover it up? Mr. President, having your freedom of life so restricted has to be said to be the greatest tragedy in life.”
Zhihao smiled and said, "Yu'er, think about it clearly. You are a commoner now, no different from me."
"Then everyone should be equal." Rouyu argued.
"Yes, it's a very equal and very humane suggestion." Zhihao did his part, "Yu'er, think about it, if you say I'm lazy, I'm afraid that I'll wash off the protective armor on my body. So you don't have to be diligent. Being too diligent will affect the air quality.
, and more importantly, it seriously hurt my mood."
Rouyu laughed so hard that she punched Zhihao, and the warm breath blew on Zhihao's face. Zhihao suddenly became sensitive to that breath. It had just been washed clean, and now it was rejuvenated. Zhihao hurriedly took Rouyu's hands and said, "
Yu'er, don't move."
Rouyu looked at Zhihao pretending to do that, it was ridiculous and a little cute, and she didn't care about Zhihao. Ren Zhihao gently touched Rouyu's face, using the tip of his nose and lips.
Zhihao finally fixed his position in front of Rouyu. Through his pajamas, he could still feel it. It was light, pure, and innate. It had not changed due to any experiences he had had. He remained pure and had endless aftertaste.
Zhihao's face gently leaned against her, resting comfortably on Rouyu's body.
Rouyu did not refuse, she hugged Zhihao's neck naturally and gently combed Zhihao's hair.
Zhihao's hair has grown to full length. When it is long, it is no longer as thick and unruly as when it was short-lived. It is stylishly covered on his head. It is slightly damp and slightly soft. It has obviously been blown by a hair dryer.
As Zhihao's hair grew, his hair changed slightly. Rouyu urged Zhihao to get a haircut. Zhihao smiled and said, "At this rate, we will have to get haircuts ten times a month. How much will it cost? Why don't we just give it a haircut?"
Please Yu'er, please do it yourself, familiar with the road, and most importantly, save money."
Faced with such a stingy brother, Rouyu had no choice but to make do with it. She was the CEO of Daewoo, her well-behaved sister when she came home, and now she is a free volunteer hairdresser. Rouyu was miserable. Fortunately, this stingy brother was still alive.
Not picky, no matter what the management is, it always comes down to one word, good.
How could Rouyu be wronged?
A kind of weak but majestic motherhood embodies love and expresses tolerance. Zhihao is willing to remain calm in it.
But Rouyu's feelings were expressed in such a nondescript manner that Zhihao couldn't help laughing.
Rouyu said softly, "Is it very comfortable?"
Zhihao nodded.
Zhihao said seriously, "Don't laugh, it will affect your understanding of the child's feelings."
"You." Rouyu didn't smile and gently touched Zhihao's face.
It was very warm and romantic. Zhihao felt it for a long time before he gently held Rouyu in front of him, looked openly into Rouyu's eyes, and asked softly, "Yu'er, can you start?"
Rouyu nodded generously.
In the early morning, Zhihao was awakened by an extremely gentle and mysterious touch.
In the so-called awakening, Zhihao only opened his eyes slightly, but there was no other movement. Even a hair on his head did not move slightly, let alone other places.
Zhihao's eyes only opened a narrow slit. If he didn't look at him, he would have thought that Zhihao was sleeping, sweet and peaceful.
Rouyu sat in front of Zhihao, with a delicate red face, holding her breath, focusing and shyly focusing on Zhihao's body, or a certain part of the body.
Zhihao remained motionless, keeping as he should and never letting him make any movement.
At this time, it was the most severe test of Zhihao's willpower, and there was no room for error. Zhihao calmly adjusted his breath and adjusted his sensitivity to the minimum, as if he had become numb and unconscious.
Zhihao's eyes didn't need to be half-open and half-closed, and his thoughts didn't need to be deliberately controlled. Zhihao was admiring the person who was as pure as jade in the morning. This absolutely beautiful person was called Yu'er.
Zhihao's hand gently stretched out and caressed Rouyu's waist. Zhihao wanted to take Rouyu into his arms.
Rouyu was startled, her delicate body disappeared quickly, and she quickly disappeared into the bathroom. When she came out and lay down in front of Zhihao, the slight blush on her delicate face showed that she had obviously calmed down, or had gradually become calmer.
Zhihao stroked it gently, feeling cool and silky.
"Yu'er, are you awake?" Zhihao asked, very casually, just like the caring greetings every morning, as warm as ever.
"Yes." Rou Yu nodded, very calmly, "Yu'er sat up and wanted to see how the weather is today? Can you take Yu'er to go hiking?"
Zhihao secretly smiled, the delicate and smart Yu'er was smarter than he imagined. However, with his back to the window and thick curtains, could he see the cloudy weather?
Of course Zhihao couldn't point it out, he smiled and said, "When I come here, of course I have to take Yu'er to climb the mountain. Climbing the mountain after snow must be beautiful. Deep in the mountains, there are towering mountains and crisscrossed ravines."
What Zhihao said next was an attempt to impersonate a famous internet writer by showing off a few bad words, or it was an obscure and humorous joke. I don’t know.
Rouyu is still calm and calm, no matter you are in the mountains, ravines, or small bridges and flowing water, I remain unmoved. If Zhihao was joking later, it would be much more boring.
Zhihao covered the quilt warmly, and the two of them hugged each other under the quilt. In the morning light, there was a different kind of laziness and a different kind of warmth, which truly fulfilled an erotic line in a famous book: My daughter is happy, and the wedding room is full of flowers and candles.
