After everything had calmed down, the night had already hung up.
In the thick ink and color, the shining stars are not afraid of the cold winter, hanging high in the sky.
Xue Xue was carried into the bathroom by Mu Rong and carried out. She was wearing the other party's pajamas, which didn't fit well, like a child who secretly wore an adult's clothes. She looked funny and cute, and there was a faint hint of sexiness that stirred up the man's visual nerves.
So after drying Xue Xue's hair, Mu Rong went into the bathroom and took a cold shower.
The bored Xue Xue lay on the bed and played with her mobile phone until the man came out of the bathroom.
The two were wearing identical pajamas.
Xue Xue threw the phone aside and blinked at the man walking towards him.
"Mu Rong."
"Um?"
"Do you think we wear couple's clothes like this?"
Hearing this, Mu Rong lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.
After a long while, he heard a low reply, agreeing with Xue Xue's words.
Others may think such a response is too indifferent, but Xue Xue, who knows Mu Rong well enough, knows that her boyfriend is shy.
When he sat down on the bed, Xue Xue was more certain of his judgment.
The light color from the back of the ear was connected to the neck, and the still dripping black hair was attached to the man's forehead, softening his facial features and softening his eyebrows, making Mu Rong look young at this time. It's harmless, like a male college student who was at a loss after secretly opening a room with his girlfriend.
The overly specific imagination made Xue Xue burst out laughing.
Mu Rong raised his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Well..." Xue Xue shook her head and got up and sat in Mu Rong's arms. "fine."
She said while feeling the man's body stiffen in an instant.
In the past, Xue Xue might think that this was because Mu Rong was not used to doing some intimate actions when he was awake.
It's a very reasonable guess, considering Mu Rong's past experience.
But now, Xue Xue has another guess in his heart.
She looked like she was skimming her phone just now, but she was actually thinking about it all the time.
So, Xue Xue decided to make a little trial at the end.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
The sudden question made Mu Rong startled.
"No, it's not..." There was a bit of panic in his tone, and then his voice dropped again as if he had suddenly remembered something. "I haven't blown my hair yet, I'll get wet, why don't you... get up first?"
Mu Rong asked cautiously.
"OK."
Xue Xue was unexpectedly straightforward.
Before the man's dangling heart had completely returned to its original place, she heard her continue: "But you have to answer my question honestly."
"Honest..." Mu Rong was at a loss for a moment. "Answer question?"
"Yeah." Xue Xue's brows and eyes curled, looking like she was in a good mood. "Don't worry, I won't deliberately make things difficult for you, it's very simple."
What she said made Mu Rong even more uneasy.
So the man asked a very stupid question.
"Can you not answer?"
Hearing this, Xue Xue stared straight at him.
The apricot eyes were watery, and the autumn pupil reflected light, and the lightly flapping feathered eyelashes cast a thin shadow on the lower eyelid, which made a pair of smart and spirited eyes extraordinarily bright.
Mu Rong subconsciously wanted to avoid her gaze.
"Of course you can." After a long silence, Xue Xue pulled the corner of her lower lip. "I have the right to ask, and of course you have the right not to answer."
There is a lesson from the past, she said, Mu Rong can't rest assured at all.
really.
"If you don't want to answer, let's just break up."
"impossible!"
The voices of the two fell almost at the same time.
Mu Rong's face changed, his expression was full of anger and anger, and the hands that were placed on both sides of Xue Xue were also tightened, as if he was afraid that the woman in his arms would suddenly run away.
However, Xue Xue had no plans to move from beginning to end.
The last time she compromised, this time it was fair for Mu Rong to compromise.
When their eyes met, the moment they met, it was like a sudden turbulent airflow on the calm sea. After a brief stalemate, Mu Rong's tightly pursed lips loosened, and a helpless and indulgent sigh escaped.
"Okay, you can ask," he said. "I told you all."
There were actually only two questions Xue Xue wanted to ask.
One is out of concern, and the other is out of heartbreak.
As for how Mu Rong cleaned up Mu Yidian and Mu Hui, she didn't really care about the process. The important thing was that it was enough for Mu Rong to sit beside him.
Peace is blessing.
Thinking about it, Xue Xue put her hand on the man's chest and felt the gentle but powerful heartbeat under her palm.
"You are usually used to wearing bathrobes, right?" She said her observation. "The two pajamas are obviously new and are pressed underneath, but the bathrobe is on the outermost layer of the cabinet, where it can be accessed at any time."
Mu Rong didn't answer, just lowered his eyelids and his eyes fell on Xue Xue's fingertips.
Beautiful crescents are embedded in her pink nails like cherry blossom petals.
"And when we just had sex." Xue Xue continued, "You never took off your upper body clothes, and..."
The five fingers that were close to Mu Rong's heart were slightly bent, making a folded gesture.
"You always purposely avoid vigorous upper body movements."
I didn't think there was anything strange at the moment, but after thinking about it, something was wrong everywhere.
Xue Xue only thought of one possibility.
"You're hurt, right?" She said her guess, not letting Mu Rong have any chance to escape. "Can I take a look?"