Feel overwhelmed

The patter of water in the bathroom is particularly obvious in the empty and quiet room. Lou Yu's shoulder and back are straight and his eyes fall straight on the closed door in front of him.

The water was gurgling and itchy.

All kinds of strange and absurd images came to mind, and his eyes were narrow, imagining the faint fragrance of his usual body wash when it was rubbed on a girl.

This thought, the tip of the nose as if illusion lingering a little minty smell.

Lou Yu gently tut, can not help but curved lips smile.

"Woof!"

A small dog bark caught off guard to pull back his thoughts, Ye Zong took his head arch the owner's leg, and then excitedly picked up his toy ball to let the owner play with it.

"..."

Lou Yu eyes black heavy, by his mind this strange dangerous idea made some face stiff.

His fingertips quivered and he forced himself to look away.

After pouring a mouthful of ice water, Lou Yu carefully hid his obscure unknown emotions, did not respond to the total, got up and went to the kitchen.

By the time he opened the refrigerator, the teenager had returned to his usual sober and calm appearance.

With a quick glance, he pulled out a few pieces of ginger and a bag of red dates. There were scallions in the kitchen. He searched for ginger soup on his phone and ordered brown sugar and vegetables on the delivery app.

Taking advantage of the delivery of the effort, Lou Yu will first boil the water, at the same time peel and slice ginger, and red dates, onion white together into the pot.

When the water boils, what he ordered is delivered just in time.

Add jujube wolfberry in the pot, the fire turned warm fire continue to boil for about ten minutes, Lou Yu raised the wrist bone looked at the time, left the kitchen.

As if he just thought of him, and as if he was deliberately diverting his attention, he bent down to pick up the blue ball on the ground and planned to play with him for a while.

"Click --"

The door lock rang, then the bathroom door was pushed open.

Light mint fragrance from the bathroom dense out, mixed with wet water vapor, suddenly become gentle and lingering, ambiguous towards the building to Luu.

His body froze.

The girl just came out of the bath, black hair, white tender little face was vacated by the hot water a little red, the skin is white and delicate, the water eyes are bright, with a little blank, a small one stood there, like a clear and ignorant deer, ignorant and beautiful.

Fu Kite came out and called Lou Yu's name, saw he did not respond, and then tempted to call: "senior?"

Lou Yu returned to God, the corners of his mouth took up a nonchalant smile, "washed?"

"HMM."

He saw the little girl nod her head, hold up her wet clothes as if sheepishly, and ask him where the dryer was.

The voice is soft and soft, and Lou Yu's heart is itchy again. He coughed softly and turned: "I'll take you."

Following him to the balcony, Fu Yin heard him ask, "Do you need help?"

Looking carefully at the dryer, which is a brand from home, she shook her head and smiled a little: "I can use it."

"Good," said Hermione. Lou Yu did not continue to stay, go to the living room to wait for her.

A minute later, Fu Yuan came out from the balcony and froze when he was still in the living room, "Didn't you go to take a bath?"

Lou Yu handed over a dry towel and did not answer rhetorical questions: "Why not blow your hair?"

"... I like to air dry." She made an excuse.

Girls take a bath this will be much slower than boys, plus Fu Kite and clothes to wash, and then blow the head to waste more than half an hour, think of Lou Yu also soaked in the rain, so she decisively give up the blow head, in a hurry with a bath towel two times to leave the bathroom.

Did not expect the other side will ask her this question, Fu kite absent-minded took the towel.

Dripping dripping hair, back clothes were a large wet marks, Lou Yu eyes helpless, leaning over the towel, gentle action for her to wipe.

Boys on the cold incense overwhelming pressure down to her, Fu Kite a leng, scared back, leaning against the cold wall behind.

"Senior?"

Lou Yu eyes looked at her, pointing to the belly quietly touched the towel soft fabric, chuckled, joking: "Natural drying is no problem, but now it is raining outside, the air is humid, do not take the towel to wipe, perhaps an hour can not do."

Looking back, he whispered, "The clothes in the back are wet again. Do you need to change a new one?"

Fu Kite nervously pinch the fingertips, carefully feel the next, only to realize the wet hair soaked clothes.

"No, that's all right." She snatched the towel from his hand. "I'll do it myself."

"Senior, you hurry to take a bath, don't catch cold." She gave him back what he had said not long before.

Lou Yu low eyes looked at the time, "No hurry, I cooked ginger tea for you, time is almost up, I go to sheng."

There was a spicy smell in the air. It was him brewing ginger tea.

Fu Yuan blinked his eyes, rubbed his hair at random, and suddenly heard a low call from the kitchen.

With the dull sound of the bowl hitting the table top.

"Senior? "

She dropped her towel and rushed into the kitchen.

Marble table with some dark brown liquid, see Lou Yu standing beside, brow heart slightly frown, Fu kite expression changed, is about to come forward to grab his hand.

"Senior, are you okay? You....."

The worry in her voice could not be suppressed.

"The Fu Kite."

He stopped her, shaking his head to indicate that he was OK, his face was mild and calm and he opened: "There is a medicine box on the TV cabinet in the living room, I will flush cold water first, you can help me find a burn cream?"

'Good! The girl nodded hurriedly, turned and ran away.

Looked at her back, until the living room came the rustling sound of movement, Lou Yu just lowered his eyes, leisurely end up the bowl.

Tilt.

The boiling hot liquid poured onto the left hand, the back of the hand that was slightly red was visible to the naked eye into a deep red, the teenager's face was expressionless, as if he did not know that it was hot, and there was no ripple in the eyes.

Even with a subtle smile.

Perhaps it is impulsive, but he has been unbearable, not satisfied with the ordinary estranged friend relationship between her now older sister.

The fingertips are slightly tightened.

Inexplicable, desperate for her care, desperate to be closer to her, if only a little.

After a while, Fu Yuan came back with the ointment, and what came into view was the young man's slender and straight back.

She frowned.

What's he doing, making soup?

You're serving soup?

"Lou Yu!" Fu Yuan quickly walked over, his voice with a little anger and urgency: "You rush the water, ah, what do you do with soup?"

Took the bowl out of his hand and set it aside.

When she saw the dark red on the back of his hand, her small face immediately crinkled into a ball, Rao was a good temper, and could not help but scold: "Are you stupid?"

Lou Yu eyes light flash, look innocent: "I rushed through the cold water."

"Keep rushing, rush for a while, not just for you to rush!" In a low, somewhat instructing voice, she took his hand under the tap and forced it for several minutes.