The Most Beautiful Years Met You [117] Midnight: The wound hurts a little
Ye Hehuan blow-dried his hair and lay on his bed, turning over and over.
He didn't dare to send a text message to Yu Zhongxiao rashly, for fear of disturbing him from talking to his father.
When she was dazed, someone held her hand, tightened it slightly, and then relaxed it again, trying to wake her up but seeming to be afraid of waking her up.
Ye Hehuan refused to let himself fall asleep and forced his eyes open. What he saw was Yu Zhongxiao who was already sitting beside him.
He was looking down at himself.
A desk lamp was turned on in the guest room, giving off dim light. Yu Zhongxiao was still wearing the same clothes he had been wearing when he came back. It seemed that he came directly to her after coming out of the study.
Ye Hehuan rubbed his groggy eyes and sat up, asking vaguely: "What time is it?"
"A quarter past one in the morning."
After waking up, Ye Hehuan sat and looked at Yu Zhongxiao for a while, then threw himself into his arms and held his hands on his neck.
Yu Zhongxiao naturally reached out his hand to catch her.
Ye Hehuan found a comfortable position in his arms and sighed: "I forgot it was National Day, and I don't know if I can still buy a ticket."
Yu Zhongxiao knew what she was referring to: "Where have you planned to go?"
"I want to go to the north." After a pause, Ye Hehuan turned to look at him: "Harbin, what do you think?"
Fengcheng and City B are cities in the Yangtze River Delta region, while Harbin is located in the northeastern province. Unless you take a plane, drive or train, the distance is indeed quite far.
Regarding her sudden whim, Yu Zhongxiao just smiled and asked her: "Why do you want to go there?"
"I want to see snow sculptures. I've seen them on TV before, and this time I want to be immersed in them."
"Are you sure there will be snow in Harbin this month?"
Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment and looked at him with wide, bright eyes: "Isn't there?"
Yu Zhongxiao was very curious about who told this silly girl that Harbin has snow all year round, but was afraid of dampening her enthusiasm for traveling: "Maybe it depends on the weather. In some years, the temperature drops quickly and it snows early."
"What about this year?" Ye Hehuan couldn't wait to know the answer.
"You will know this when you get there."
Ye Hehuan was a little disappointed: "Then if it doesn't snow, wouldn't my trip be in vain?"
But she was unwilling to go.
"There are also many other tourist attractions. You can see the snow sculptures and walk around."
Ye Hehuan felt that what he said made sense, and his eyes lit up again. The more he talked, the more he yearned for the city of Harbin: "Then let's go there."
A deep voice came from above: "Once you've made your decision, you can't change it."
"Well, it hasn't changed." Ye Hehuan suddenly left Yu Zhongxiao's arms, sat up straight, and expressed his worries: "What if there is no ticket?"
Yu Zhongxiao chuckled: "I will handle this. Okay, it's too late. You can rest."
Ye Hehuan looked at his smile, which moved her heart like a flower blooming in spring. When she saw him really getting up to leave, she acted rogue and said, "I can't sleep alone."
"Close your eyes and lie down for a while and fall asleep."
At this time, shouldn't I say, "Then I'll stay with you"?
Before Yu Zhongxiao left, he turned off the floor lamp next to the desk for her. In the dark light, Ye Hehuan's sleepiness had already been driven away.
…
I took my phone and looked at it. It was already past two in the morning.
Ye Hehuan had a bad idea. She couldn't sleep and wanted to disturb the person sleeping opposite.
She sent a text message to Yu Zhongxiao——[Still can’t sleep (ノへ￣,)]
Finally, I specially added a crying emoticon.
Yu Zhongxiao replied quickly.
[Counting sheep and falling asleep after counting one hundred]
Ye Hehuan only wanted him now and had no interest in counting sheep. He turned on the light again, stretched out his thin white legs, pointed the phone camera at the gauze at the ankle, made a 'click' sound, and then sent it to him.
By the way, there is a disturbing sentence - [The wound hurts a little, I want you to rub it for me.]
...I want you to help me rub it.
Yu Zhongxiao was lying on the bed, with one hand behind his head, holding the phone in his right hand and raising it to his eyes. It was undeniable that his originally silent mood was aroused.
——
Ye Hehuan had just turned over and lay on the pillow when her phone buzzed. She clicked on it and saw Yu Zhongxiao's reply——
【How do you want to knead it】
Ye Hehuan's face turned red from shyness, but his heart became more and more distracted.
She got up quickly, straightened her appearance in the mirror and made sure she was not slovenly. Then she quietly walked to the door, opened the door quietly, and arrived in front of Yu Zhongxiao's door in two steps. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard something in the corridor.
Suddenly there was the sound of the toilet flushing, and then the bathroom door opened.
Ye Hehuan was a little frightened when he saw Yu Zhanming coming out of it. When Yu Zhanming looked up, he was also a little surprised when he saw her in the corridor.
"Uncle...Hello, uncle." Ye Hehuan suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the bathroom behind him: "I'm here to use the toilet."
Yu Zhanming: "..."
——
Yu Zhongxiao vaguely heard the voices outside, and then waited quietly for a while, but did not wait for the person who asked him to rub his legs.
I couldn't help but wonder if I had misunderstood what she meant.
Maybe she was just acting coquettishly with him...
Putting the phone back on the bedside table, Yu Zhongxiao turned around on the bed. Just as he was about to go to bed, the door was knocked very lightly, like a chicken pecking rice, and at the same time, a sweet female voice sounded so low that it was almost inaudible: "
Uncle, are you asleep? I'm coming~"
After a while, the sound at the door disappeared, and the phone on the bedside table vibrated.
Yu Zhongxiao clicked on the text message - [(0￣)oI'm at the door]
Through the crack in the door, someone could be seen sneaking around outside. Inexplicably, Yu Zhongxiao wanted to laugh and replied to her - [Hmm]
Then he went down and opened the door.
Ye Hehuan was squatting by the door when he heard a "squeak" and immediately raised his head.
The fluorescence of the mobile phone screen fell on her face, and her cat pupils seemed to be tempered by stars, exceptionally bright. She grinned, then stood up, and flowed into Yu Zhongxiao's room like a little loach, then turned around and urged him to hurry up.
Click to close the door.
After closing the door, Yu Zhongxiao turned on the light in the room.
Ye Hehuan saw that he was wearing a white vest and home trousers. He must have taken a shower, and heard him ask himself: "My legs don't hurt anymore?"
The man's voice becomes deeper and more magnetic late at night.
Ye Hehuan rolled his eyes, walked to the side with a groan, walked up to it, and grinned: "I had forgotten about it, but it hurt again when you mentioned it."
Yu Zhongxiao actually knelt down and rubbed her feet.
The orange light shrouded his slender and strong body. From Ye Hehuan's perspective, the bridge of his nose seemed to be higher. She thought of the words "sword eyebrows and star eyes", and her heart was ready to move, but she said something against her will: "
Your father is so handsome and your mother is also very beautiful. How come you are so ordinary looking?"
"In the future, I will find a beautiful wife and the children I will give birth to will not be ugly."
Obviously what he said was very serious, but Ye Hehuan blushed after listening to it, and moved the thumb of the foot he held: "It's a beautiful thought!"
After rubbing it for a while, Yu Zhongxiao let go of her foot.
Before he opened his mouth to chase him away, Ye Hehuan quickly climbed onto the bed, got into the blanket, and patted the empty space next to him: "I'll give you half of the bed, come on up!"
Yu Zhongxiao looked at the expectant and shy expression on her face, and his heart that finally calmed down began to ripple again.
When he lifted the blanket and lay down, Ye Hehuan had already occupied his arms, and his long flaxen hair covered his chest, and some of it fell on his waist.
Indescribable charm*.
Yu Zhongxiao looked down at the little woman in his arms, raised his hand and fell on her hair, stroking it lovingly.
Ye Hehuan put one hand behind Yu Zhongxiao, put one hand on his fat-free waist, and gently squeezed the oil. The muscles were so strong!
Putting her chin on his chest, she said aggrievedly: "I was bitten by a dog today!"
Yu Zhongxiao: "Yeah."
Ye Hehuan moved in his arms.
Her legs under the thin blanket rubbed Yu Zhongxiao's long legs, and she remembered what happened in Han Minjing's suite that morning. She was too young, and was full of enthusiasm and curiosity about sex, especially when she was confused once.
With the experience I have gained, I want to explore more and more about the male body.
Now, the man I want to explore is right next to me...
Ye Hehuan pinched his voice and said, "I'm frightened. Shouldn't you give me some comfort?"
"What do you want?" Yu Zhongxiao's voice was very low, low and full of hormones.
Ye Hehuan's hand on his waist became restless, and her fingertips tapped on his side: "Let me touch it."
Yu Zhongxiao saw her little hand moving down a little, but he didn't stop her like he did twice before. He let her hand reach the waistband of his trousers. He just followed her words and asked in a low voice: "Where to touch?"
"There."
As soon as the words fell, the room suddenly became quiet.
Ye Hehuan thought he wouldn't agree, so she talked to him softly: "I won't hurt you, just touch you, and I'll go to sleep after touching you."
