When Shen Zemu woke up, his head hurt, as if he was under a magic spell. He lay on his side on the bed, with half of his face sunk in the pillow, and blinked his eyes in confusion.
He couldn't remember what time they drank last night. All they knew was that the jar of wine Wang Wang brought was quickly consumed, and they drank a lot of beer.
He remembered playing the harmonica, and then he seemed to sing? What did you sing? can't remember...
The memory after that is completely blurred into a phantom, and I can't grasp it.
Shen Zemu didn't like this feeling.
He wanted to rub his temples, and when he was about to raise his hand, he realized that there was something in his arms.
No, exactly, it's not a thing, it's a person.
Soft, warm, naked, a body.
Shen Zemu finally woke up completely.
The person in his arms curled up, his legs were folded upwards, and one knee was just right between his legs, the most embarrassing place.
Shen Zemu closed his eyes, he suspected that his wine might not be sober yet.
With a glimmer of hope, he opened his eyes again, and saw the top of the man's hair exposed from the edge of the quilt.
The whole person is almost completely buried under the quilt, and he is not afraid of suffocating to death.
He lifted the quilt down a little, and saw that the man tilted his head downwards, his short hair was fluffy and messy, covering his face.
Judging from the length of the hair, it was either Lin Chuyan or Yang Yin.
Shen Zemu was suddenly a little worried. If it was Lin Chuyan, he would rather commit suicide.
Soon, Shen Zemu was sure that this person was not Lin Chuyan. Because the person in his arms moved his body, Shen Zemu felt two lumps sticking to his chest.
The soft, full, unfamiliar touch made him breathless.
Just when he was in a daze, Yang Yin opened his eyes.
Three seconds later.
"Ah-"
Shen Zemu blocked Yang Yin's scream in her throat. He covered her mouth, "Yes, I'm sorry."
Yang Yin didn't struggle, she just broke his hand with her hands, and then looked at him with moist eyes.
She looked so much like a helpless little animal, Shen Zemu softened his heart, let go of his hand and said, "Shut up."
Yang Yin was so irritated that she reacted blankly for a while before asking him: "What's going on?"
"I don't know." Shen Zemu felt his head hurt even more. For a moment, he even preferred that the person in his arms was Lin Chuyan. There is an essential difference between a woman and a man. At least, he doesn't need to feel guilty when facing the naked Lin Chuyan.
Yang Yin: "You last night..."
"Was drunk."
Yang Yin thought for a moment, "Me too."
People, once drunk it is easy to turn into a beast.
The first thing to do is get your clothes on. After the two of them got dressed, Yang Yin sat on the bed, not knowing what she was thinking, she stared, her eyeballs were rolling, and she seemed to be very active mentally. Shen Zemu peeked at her, her expression didn't look sad, but more shocked and incredible.
He was a little worried. Could it be that something fierce happened between the two last night
"How could this be?" Yang Yin said to herself.
Shen Zemu rubbed his temples, "We last night..."
"Ah?" Yang Yin came back to her senses and glanced at him. She lowered her head and said, "Don't you worry, we didn't have anything last night."
Shen Zemu was not stupid enough to ask why.
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Xiang Nuan left a message for Yang Yin. She and Lin Chuyan went to class early in the morning, and Wang Wang had already returned to the team. Lin Chuyan made an appointment for housekeeping service, so the things in the house don't need to be tidied up, just leave them alone.
Yang Yin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the message, but luckily everyone was away.
No, there is one left...
So, when the two of them went downstairs, they ran into the lonely Chen Yinghu unexpectedly.
Chen Yinghu was crackling sunflower seeds in the living room. Seeing them coming down, Chen Yinghu said, "Cousin, I'm hungry."
"Oh." Shen Zemu turned to look at Yang Yin, "Have breakfast together?"
"No. I have something else to do. I'll go first. Goodbye." Yang Yin hurriedly walked quickly.
Shen Zemu rubbed his temples again.
Chen Yinghu was still knocking sunflower seeds carelessly to appease his hungry stomach. While knocking, he said to Shen Zemu, "Cousin, why did you go downstairs with Sister Yin? Is there something wrong between you two?"
"No." Shen Zemu was a little annoyed, his cousin's mentally handicapped person collapsed at any rate.
Chen Yinghu looked sad: "Cousin, don't fall in love, okay?"
"why?"
"I'm a single dog, and now I'm counting on you to find balance."
Shen Zemu didn't speak, he was thinking about Yang Yin's preoccupied look just now. Could it be that there is something to hide from him
Chen Yinghu is still talking to himself: "Cousin, you are also single, I think you are a German Shepherd, cool, smart, and loyal. What do you say I am? I think I am Bomei or Teddy, super cute kind of."
It turned out that this guy's evaluation of himself was super cute... Shen Zemu got goosebumps all over his body, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and left.
For several days after that, neither Yang Yin nor Shen Zemu took the initiative to talk to anyone. The only communication was when the Thunder Cup prize money was handed out. Chen Yinghu and the others happily distributed red envelopes in the WeChat group, and Shen Zemu followed suit Also posted one.
He sent a red envelope of 200 yuan to four people, but Yang Yin grabbed 165 yuan by herself.
Yang Yin: Thank you local tyrant. ^-^
Shen Zemu: No thanks.