The Flustering Sound of the Pipa from the Hallway

He looked back at Meng Xintang, a little wondering what to say.

Meng Xintang thought he hadn't heard it clearly, so he didn't respond, so he explained what he said just now.

"I said I'll help you. It should be inconvenient for you. Tell me if it hurts. I'll post it for you."

"It's okay," Shen Shiyan said a little smirk somehow when he replied. He stood leisurely, waiting to see Meng Xintang's response. "But my collar is too small to tear open. Undressed. "

The word "convinced" is only applicable to people who are not related. Meng Xintang's heart was disturbed by the words of Shen Shiyan. But for so many years, he hasn't been in vain. He still calmed his face, and looked at Shen Shiyan's grinning face and said normally: "Well, take it off."

With that said, he took the plaster from Shen Shiyan's hand.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, Shen Shiyan raised an eyebrow, turned around and quickly lifted the shirt down. Chi Luǒ's upper body filled the entire mirror, and indiscriminately, occupied Meng Xintang's entire eyes.

Just after taking a shower, even the taste of the two people is the same. He was in front of him and he was behind. There was a kind of fragrance that exudes the graceful sense of a small universe. Meng Xintang only needs to make another step forward, and the exhaled breath can sweep over Shen Shiyan's shoulder.

"Here is the center." Shen Shiyan looked at the mirror and rubbed her hands twice.

It's terrible that this man's fingernails look good.

The white dangling light, like a layer of filters, took Shen Shiyan's nail cover as a very light pink. When the finger was pressed down, due to the force, the fingertips became white, and then lifted up, and then resumed pale powder. This one click took Meng Xintang's heartbeat away.

Meng Xintang never expected that he would be fascinated by a row of fingernails one day. His heart was positive, and he secretly cursed himself, making him dizzy.

He cleared his throat, peeled the plaster off, and wanted to make a final confirmation before he started. He held the plaster and touched the place where Shen Shiyan touched with the other hand: "Here, right?"

I felt something wrong when I touched my hands. He glanced forward sharply, just looking at Shen Shiyan in the mirror. Shen Shiyan eaves his lips and nodded at him: "Yes."

Without saying anything, Meng Xintang secretly moved his fingers down.

Shen Shiyan looked at the man with low eyebrows in the mirror, felt that after putting the plaster on, he put his palm on his shoulder and compacted the plaster. Inevitably, there is a little skin affinity.

"Is there a warm water bag at home? Let's apply it hot." Meng Xintang tossed the peeled paper into a waste basket and asked.

Shen Shiyan was stunned by what just happened, heard the words, and nodded casually.

"Irrigation or electricity?"

"Irrigation."

Meng Xintang said, "Then I'll make some hot water for you."

After saying that, he handed him the coat that Shen Shiyan had just thrown on the chair, and told him, "Get on quickly and be careful."

Shen Shiyan took over the clothes, but she did not move in her hand. He looked at the back of Meng Xintang walking outwards, and interestingly, tilted his head.

"Meng Xintang."

Shen Shiyan called out, just as Meng Xintang was about to step out of the house.

Meng Xintang stopped and turned around.

"how?"

Shen Shiyan walked two steps forward, still undressed, and frankly went to Meng Xintang. He only needs to raise his gaze slightly to match Meng Xintang's eyes.

Meng Xintang's eyes are very attractive, not because he is boastful, but often, he can see a quiet life in these eyes. He hasn't seen such eyes. It seems that he can tolerate everything you have, and he can accept everything in this world.

But the look in the mirror just now, he had never seen it, and did not know how to understand.

"I told you, do I like men?"

If he didn't think of anything, he couldn't believe it.

The rain outside the window didn't stop, the sound of the rain lingered on the night, it seemed that the night was not so quiet and not so empty.

Meng Xintang was silent.

Shen Shiyan asked another question, this question is more like asking knowingly, more like asking to yourself.

"Do you like women?"

Later Meng Xintang thought that if he and Shen Shiyan were younger, regardless of whether or not, if he didn't worry so much, after Shen Shiyan's question was thrown out, he would definitely say, " I like you. "If that's the case, that night is probably not just a rainy night when they are alone, but gān woods burning endlessly, and Ying Ying doesn't ask when he wakes up.

But before they met, they had seen so many things, learned so much restraint and choice, and had the distance they wanted to reach.

"If you can find a lover in your life, it is not easy. I don't think we must use‘ men and women ’to define love.”

Shen Shiyan's hand clenching his clothes twice, grinning, and smiling, he dragged a long voice and said, "Ah, this."

They are all modest people. With a little speculation, they must not be discerned.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, but no one raised his sleep.

Meng Xintang burned the water, filled the warm water bag, and saw Shen Shiyan sitting on the chair in the front hall with his mobile phone.

He passed, unable to let Shen Shiyan take the warm water bag, and directly held it on his shoulder. Shen Shiyan seemed to take a nap before looking up at him.

"I forgot to tell you just now that your mobile phone is ringing. I think you are sleeping well and didn't call you." Meng Xintang lowered his head and seriously helped Shen Shiyan to apply heat. The water temperature was not low, and he didn't dare to stay in one place all the time.

"Well," said Shen Shiyan, "I see it."

Thinking of the content of that short message, Meng Xintang suddenly wondered how she would respond to the ex-boyfriend with Shen Shiyan's character.

"While hesitating to give you your phone, you accidentally glanced at the message." Meng Xintang felt that if he spied on privacy, he should apologize, even if it was accidentally, "Sorry."

Shen Shiyan stopped her movements and looked at Meng Xintang seriously. For the first time, someone apologized to him because he accidentally looked at his cell phone.

"Look at me gān?" Meng Xintang asked.

Shen Shiyan laughed lazily, and stunned him, "I'm thinking, how much is your principle, and how high are your moral requirements?"

Meng Xintang looked down at him, closed his eyes. His mind was confused by the two sudden problems just now, and he now wanted to use his hands to block Shen Shiyan's eyes-he couldn't stand the man who smiled at him so much.

When he wanted to re-focus on the hot compress, Shen Shiyan suddenly opened his mouth again.

"Do you want to know why I broke up with him?"

Mind reading? Meng Xintang doubts.

But he paused for a few seconds and said honestly, "Think."

"The flesh is derailed."

Regardless of the astonishment that these four words brought to Meng Xintang, Shen Shiyan turned the mobile phone and continued, "He told me that no man can respond to a seductive body, I don't believe it. I think you are the kind of person he said he doesn't have, lust, material desire, you should not look down on. "

On this night, Meng Xintang finally knew what kind of person Shen Shiyan was looking for.

Regret is only a momentary matter, and he has never experienced such a dilemma.

It took a long time for his voice to ring.

"I know the eaves, can I ask you a question?"

"what?"

"What kind of love do you want?"

It was this problem that made Shen Shiyan determine the love of Meng Xintang. One thing, if someone seriously asks what you want, then he must have thought about it for you.