Bian Nan felt that he could swear to God that before Qiu Yi said this, he had absolutely no intention of going into the bathroom.
Of course, there are still other ideas, such as pushing open the slit to take a look, he has never seen Qiu Yi who is completely naked...or say a few hooligan words through the door...
But as soon as Qiu Yi said these words, he suddenly had a strong unhealthy thought.
"I didn't want to," he twisted the lock and pushed the door open, "but you said that..."
"Then close the door and chat." Qiu Yi turned on the hot water switch, and steamed water sprayed out from the nozzle.
"You man," Bian Nan clicked his tongue and asked out of words, "Is the water hot?"
"Well," Qiu Yi looked back at him, "Have you never taken a shower when you moved in, don't you know if the water is hot or not?"
"...Damn," Bian Nan was a little embarrassed, "Aren't I afraid that we have different requirements for water temperature? When Wan Fei and I wash together, the water he adjusts makes me wash as if I were slaughtering a pig to remove its hair."
"Really," Qiu Yi smiled, standing under the nozzle and pouring his head into the water, "Do you two always wash together?"
"Just after the training..." Bian Nan stopped halfway, and then laughed after two seconds of silence, "You're jealous."
"I'm jealous, thinking that Wan Fei has watched you all over the place, my back hurts and my legs cramp." Qiu Yi turned around, "I can't live anymore."
Bian Nan laughed aloud twice, then opened his mouth and made no sound.
The water from the nozzle worked very hard, and after a few words, the white steam had already risen.
Qiu Yi stood in the mist with his back facing him, his beautiful back and slender straight legs were already making people want to find something to talk about, but when he turned around suddenly, Bian Nan immediately felt that there was a momentary blank in his mind, Then there was a loud bang.
Ding Ding Dang Dang Dang did not know what he was thinking.
"Where's the shampoo?" Qiu Yi tilted his head, his face was covered with water, he closed one eye and looked at Bian Nan.
"...on the shelf." Bian Nan pointed to the next shelf.
"Oh," Qiu Yi looked, and reached out to take the shampoo. There was only this bottle on the shelf. He looked again, "No body wash?"
"Use soap," Bian Nan swallowed, "I forgot to buy it, I use dish soap for laundry..."
"No wonder, I've always smelled a familiar smell on you these two days." Qiu Yi laughed.
"Can you smell it?" Bian Nan frowned, pulled his clothes and smelled it, but he could only smell the smell of shampoo that filled the bathroom. It was the first time he found that the smell of shampoo was so... rippling.
Qiu Yi smiled and didn't speak any more, grabbed a head of bubbles and stood under the nozzle to flush the water.
Large and small white foams slid down his body, neck, shoulders, chest, lower abdomen...
"Hey," Bian Nan pulled up his trousers and sighed, "I've been thinking too much."
"It feels like you are like a dynamite bag, you can blow it up at any time by pulling the string." Qiu Yi said with a smile.
"Didn't you? When I bombed you, you didn't follow me." Bian Nan leaned against the door frame, staring at Qiu Yi's body, sweeping up and down.
"You..." Qiu Yi wiped the water on his face after washing off the foam on his head, "Do you want a piece together? I feel that you are very calm today."
"Damn," Bian Nan bit his lip, pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom, took off his shirt, stood directly in front of the nozzle, and stood face to face with Qiu Yi, "illusion."
"Scared me," Qiu Yi was taken aback, "Are you going to fight..."
The mercury in the nozzle sprayed on Bian Nan's face and body, and the mist covering the surroundings and the tiny touch of the water droplets made Bian Nan feel a little uncontrollable excitement amidst the ambiguity.
He didn't let Qiu Yi finish his sentence, he kissed him directly, put his arms on Qiu Yi's body hard, and pressed him against the wall.
Water splashed all over his body and face immediately, the warm water flowed past the lips of the two, and throbbed with clear heat from the shoulders and back.
Bian Nan felt a little short of breath in the water mist. He didn't know if it was because of excitement or something else, but this half-suffocated state made his body sensitive, and the excitement rose up in his body little by little. Regardless, keep sucking and nibbling, keep exploring.
Qiu Yi responded to his somewhat crazy kiss, and slowly touched his back with his hand, stroked gently with the water, and finally tugged at his pants.
Bian Nan didn't let go of him, but just pulled down his trousers with his free hand, kicked the trousers aside with two lifts of his legs, and Qiu Yi's hand grabbed his buttocks hard.
Bian Nan followed Qiu Yi's lower abdomen, and when he was about to touch it, Qiu Yi's fingers that were originally placed on his buttocks suddenly deviated.
"Huh?" Bian Nan stopped abruptly, his body tensed.
Qiu Yi didn't speak, and pulled his shoulder with a bit of strength. Bian Nan hadn't recovered from the excitement and confusion, and he threw himself on the wall when he pulled him.
"Would you like to try?" Qiu Yi leaned over, pressed tightly behind him, and gently touched his waist with his hand.
"What..." Bian Nan paused, these words made him suddenly sober, Qiu Yi was going to... the dizzy pictures in the bed before instantly exploded in his mind.
He grabbed Qiu Yi's hand, turned around after being frozen for two seconds, and pushed Qiu Yi back: "Wait a minute."
Qiu Yi looked at him and said nothing.
The hair dripping with water on his forehead, the deep eyes with dancing small flames, and the heaving chest all made Bian Nan's mouth dry.
But what Qiu Yi wanted to do was completely unprepared for him. He didn't even know what he was thinking now, he just felt a mess, with both excitement and resistance.
In the end, he just stared at Qiu Yi for a long time without saying a word.
"What are you waiting for?" Qiu Yi leaned under the nozzle and flushed water on his face.
"I just... just feel... I..." Bian Nan frowned and didn't know how to express it. Finally, he gritted his teeth, "Have you seen... that kind of movie?"
Qiu Yi also frowned, and stared at him for a long time, finally the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile spread across his face: "Got it, you can't accept it after reading it, don't you?"
"It's...it's not that I can't accept it, I just feel..." Bian Nan spoke very hard, the water flowed down from his head, and he didn't even bother to avoid it. He drank a mouthful of water while talking, "I feel It's so fucking hot, I don't even think about it."
"Understood," Qiu Yi smiled, and touched Bian Nan's face, "But I don't have that experience."
"How come you don't have this experience?" Bian Nan frowned.
"At first, I was thinking of men." Qiu Yi squeezed under the nozzle and flushed the water, then turned around and took the soap and slowly applied it.
"... Oh." Bian Nan leaned against the wall and did not move.
Until Qiu Yi finished taking a shower, changed his clothes and left the bathroom with a towel on, Bian Nan leaned against the wall and did not move.
I can't tell what it feels like, but on the one hand, I feel a little unacceptable, and on the other hand, I feel very sorry for Qiu Yi.
He didn't know what was going on in his head, but when he heard a door knock from the living room, Bian Nan suddenly came back to his senses, opened the bathroom door and shouted outside: "Qiu Yi?"
Qiu Yi didn't respond, Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, and ran into the living room from the bathroom, ignoring the water all over his body.
"Fuck," there was no one in the living room, so he yelled upstairs again, "Qiu Dabao?"
Still no one answered him, he was stunned when he saw that Qiu Yi's coat on the chair in the living room was gone.
Angry away
Are you angry
Ran
Bian Nan turned back and ran into the bathroom, took a towel around him, ran to open the door, and there was no one in the corridor, he saw the numbers on the elevator jumping down slowly.
"Your uncle!" Bian Nan was a little anxious, rushed to press the elevator button, and rushed back to the house to get the keys and clothes.
He remembered that he threw the key on the table after entering the door, but he couldn't find it after looking around.
There was a ding of the elevator outside the door.
"Hey!" Bian Nan yelled, fuck your mother, grabbed the phone, turned around and ran out again, the door should be open, there is no fart in the room anyway.
After entering the elevator, he held the towel in one hand and the mobile phone in the other and dialed Qiu Yi's number.
The elevator reached the first floor, but Qiu Yi didn't answer the phone either.
It was very cold outside, Bian Nan felt his body cooling down a little bit, this bastard is too easy to get angry!
Even if you are rejected on the spur of the moment, you don't have to just shake your hands and leave!
Qiu Yi, who has always been considerate of others, would actually run away like this, which made Bian Nan feel unspeakably depressed and... panicked.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Bian Nan was immediately shivered by the cold rushing in.
After jumping out of the elevator, he immediately saw a figure just out of the downstairs hall. Qiu Yi's coat was black and he couldn't see clearly, but he recognized the sweatpants with blue background and white stripes on his legs at a glance. .
"Qiu Yi!" Bian Nan yelled while holding the towel, "Where are you going!"
Qiu Yi, who had already walked out, paused and turned his head.
When he saw him, he immediately turned around and ran back, and ran to him within a few steps with the wind.
"What are you doing!" Qiu Yi's eyes were wide open, he took off his coat and wrapped it around him, ran over and pressed the elevator button, "You are sick!"
"Are you sick!" Bian Nan pulled his coat, "Why are you running?"
"What did I do?" Qiu Yi pushed him into the elevator and pressed the floor, "I'm not going to go out to buy washing powder!"
Bian Nan suddenly turned his head to look at him: "Buy washing powder?"
"You feel comfortable wearing dish soap?" Qiu Yi clicked his tongue, "No harm to hands, no residue..."
"When did you say you were going to buy washing powder?" Bian Nan suddenly felt like a psycho, and the illness was quite deep.
"I said it in the living room, or shouted it..." Qiu Yi frowned and lifted his chin, "Didn't you hear? What are you thinking?"
"The water is on... Can I hear you?" Bian Nan said in a muffled voice, he was really absorbed in thinking messily in the bathroom just now.
Walking out of the elevator tremblingly, Bian Nan was about to say don't go back to the house and buy washing powder while the elevator is still there, when he looked up and saw that the door had closed at some point.
"Fuck! It's over!" He rushed over and slammed the door, "Locked! Fuck!"
Qiu Yi sighed, took out the key and opened the door.
"You... are you really going to buy washing powder?" Bian Nan entered the house, finding it hard to face his coercive behavior, "Then why don't you answer the phone?"
"I'm just going to the small supermarket outside, why do I still use my mobile phone?" Qiu Yi sighed again in a long voice, and put his arms around him, "What's the matter with you?"
"I thought you ran away in anger." Bian Nan followed suit with a sigh.
Qiu Yi was silent for a while and laughed out loud. It took a long time before he stopped and looked at him: "What about me?"
"Who knows," Bian Nan thought happily, "If someone put out the fire with a bucket of cold water, it's not going to make anyone happy."
"It also depends on the situation." Qiu Yi smiled, took the coat and put it on, "Besides, I have never had a temper with you."
"Really," Bian Nan laughed aloud, threw the towel on the back of the chair next to him, turned around and ran to the bathroom, "I'll charge again, I'm freezing to death."
"Bian Nan!" Qiu Yi suddenly roared behind him.
"Hey!" Bian Nan was so frightened that he almost fell into the bathroom, and looked back at him, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going downstairs to buy washing powder!" Qiu Yi continued to shout, "Can you hear me!"
"I heard...Your uncle!" Bian Nan went into the bathroom.
After Bian Nan came out of the shower, Qiu Yi bought washing powder from the supermarket and came back with a bag of noodles, eggs and a few tomatoes.
"Cooked noodles?" Bian Nan leaned over to have a look, "Wouldn't it be enough to go out and eat two bites?"
"It's cold. After eating warm, I came back and was completely frozen. I looked at the kitchen and everything is usable. I can make it myself." Qiu Yi put the washing powder in his hand, "Go and wash the clothes. I cook noodles."
"Yeah." Bian Nan took the clothes that the two of them had changed and threw them into the washing machine. He was a little hesitant when pouring in the washing powder, but when he was using the detergent, there wasn't much left in the bottle, so he poured it all out. , Now this bag of washing powder does not know how much to use.
With a shake of the hand, the washing powders happily threw a bowl of rice into the washing machine.
There must be too much, Bian Nan clicked his tongue, reached out to grab a handful and wanted to put it back into the bag, but he didn't get much back after a long time of handling, he was a little impatient, and threw the bag aside: "That's it. "
After two minutes of washing, he went over to take a look, and when he lifted the lid, he was delighted: "Whoa..."
"What's the matter?" Qiu Yi was cutting tomatoes, put the knife over and took a look, "How much washing powder did you put?"
"A bowl," Bian Nan said cheerfully. If the lid wasn't on, the bubbles would probably pop out. With the bubbles everywhere, the clothes would be hard to find. "This is more bubbly than detergent. The bubbles are not that big."
Qiu Yi glanced at him, and went back to the kitchen to continue cutting tomatoes: "I suddenly feel that it is very dangerous for you to live alone."
"It's not that exaggerated. It's just that I haven't washed clothes by myself. When I lived in school, I didn't do it by myself, and I didn't have an old woman to follow me." Bian Nan followed into the kitchen, "It's fine for me to cook noodles by myself."
"Are you going to eat noodles for several months?" Qiu Yi opened the lid of the pot and put the noodles in.
"I don't know how long it will take for Zhanfei to arrange a dormitory," Bian Nan leaned against the stove, "I told Yang Xu to stay for two months, let's talk about it then."
"How about making arrangements?" Qiu Yi asked.
"Hey, who knows, I didn't think about it," Bian Nan didn't bother to think about these things, "If it doesn't work, let Yang Xu talk to Shi Jiang, see if it's possible... hey! By the way, I haven't told you yet, I saw Yang Xu's photo when I was packing the suitcase!"
"Really photo?" Qiu Yi glanced at him, "So excited."
"What are you thinking about?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue and moved closer to him, "I took a photo with Shi Jiang, and the two of them were posing in a symmetrical pose. You know, Yang Xu also played tennis before."
"Together with Shi Jiang?" Qiu Yi was taken aback.
"Well, see?" Bian Nan asked.
Qiu Yi was aroused and turned down the fire. The two ran into the room and found the photo album in the box.
Bian Nan pointed to the two people in the photo: "They must have a good relationship. I'll ask if Yang Xu can help me with Shi Jiang..."
"You better not ask." Qiu Yi said.
"Huh?" Bian Nan was taken aback, "Why?"
"The two of them..." Qiu Yi looked at the photo, "Do they usually have a relationship?"
"It seems... not so much, but last time Shi Jiang ate such boring wife cakes for breakfast," Bian Nan thought for a while, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"It's hard to say," Qiu Yi flicked his finger on the photo, put the album back in the box, and walked out of the room, "Maybe I'm thinking too much."
"What are you thinking?" Bian Nan followed him back to the kitchen in a daze, and it took a long time before he slapped the refrigerator next to him, "Damn, do you think the two of them..."
"It is said that the relationship is pretty good, but we don't have much contact with each other..."
"Don't hang out and still eat his cakes..."
Qiu Yi looked at him and said nothing.
Bian Nan didn't make a sound.
After the two looked at each other for a while, Qiu Yi said, "We're so gossip."
Bian Nan was amused: "What should I do, let you say this, I really think there is something wrong with them."
"Anyway, just don't ask, and don't ask Yang Xu to ask Shi Jiang for help." Qiu Yi put the ingredients into the pot and picked them up slowly with chopsticks, "Who knows what's going on with them? With Shi Jiang's unspoken secret, it's not good for you to ask for help like this."
"Are we thinking the same thing?" Bian Nan was silent for a while and then asked Qiu Yi uncertainly, "It's just the two of them... what are you thinking?"
"Any other options?" Qiu Yi turned off the fire, took out two bowls and asked while washing them.
"A couple?" Bian Nan whispered.
"Otherwise?" Qiu Yi said.
"Maybe teammates who used to have a good relationship, they played doubles or something, and then... there was a conflict, and then the two stopped playing... and then..." Bian Nan couldn't make it up, and clicked twice, "Really Pretty gossip."
Qiu Yi smiled for a long time, and filled out the noodles: "Let's eat the noodles."
"Oh," Bian Nan took the bowl, walked towards the living room happily, and teased, "You give me..."
Before I finished speaking, I felt something was wrong. With what happened before, I felt too embarrassed to say anything now. I silently put the bowl on the table, dragged two chairs over, sat down and ate A mouthful of noodles.
Qiu Yi didn't answer his question, put the chair beside him, and sat down next to him: "Let's take a photo together, we don't have a photo together yet."
"Okay," Bian Nan suddenly became interested, and touched the phone, "How to take pictures?"
"I don't know, hold the noodles?" Qiu Yi raised the bowl in his hand.
"...Okay, stupid enough," he held up the phone, and the two held the bowls side by side, "Fuck, so stupid."
"Smile." Qiu Yi said with a smile.
Bian Nan gritted his teeth at the camera and pressed the shutter.
"This one didn't catch the heat, come again," Bian Nan looked at his phone, then raised his phone again, "Put your head in the middle... yes, laugh, why did we laugh like we just finished fighting... oh that's it Laugh, Qiu Yi, I really like to see you smile like this..."
"Do you want to take a picture?" Qiu Yi looked at the same posture and smile as the kindergarten children posing for a group photo on the screen, a little overwhelmed, "The face is lumpy."
"Laugh!" Bian Nan shouted.
After tossing around for several photos, they all looked silly, but Bian Nan was quite satisfied, anyway, he just looked at it by himself, admired it for a long time, and after passing the photos to Qiu Yi, he put down his phone and started eating noodles.
"Let me tell you, when you come back from get off work, buy some bread, some red sausage, etc., and you can make a slice of it for breakfast in the morning," Qiu Yi said while eating, "It's fine to cook some noodles by yourself at night. .”
"Well," Bian Nan nodded, "Why don't you come over and cook for me?"
"I can only come when I have time," Qiu Yi took out his phone and looked at the calendar, "I'm busy right now, and I have to deliver meals when my dad is hospitalized."
"There shouldn't be any problem, right?" Bian Nan was a little worried.
"Anyway, it's always been like this. The lungs have always been bad. Now I'm afraid that there are problems in other places. I won't know until after a comprehensive inspection." Qiu Yi frowned, "I'm going to board the ship in two days, you..."
"What?" Bian Nan put down his chopsticks as soon as he heard it, "Get on the boat? So fast? How long will it take?"
"It won't be too long, I'll be back in two or three days," Qiu Yi smiled, "I just want you to be free..."
"Well, I'm going to deliver meals to your dad. I'm free," Bian Nan said immediately, "Fuck, I'll be away for two or three days? I won't see you for two or three days?"
"It's nothing for two or three days, don't we often see each other for several days?" Qiu Yi lowered his head and ate the noodles.
"Can it be the same?" Bian Nan bit off the noodles fiercely, "It feels different. Usually you are at home, and when you are not at home, you are at a restaurant. I really want to see you when I go there. Get on the boat All you can do is think about it.”
Qiu Yi smiled and said nothing.
"Don't smile so calmly," Bian Nan looked at him, "I thought it was annoying that you were so quiet when you were in a relationship."
"Actually," Qiu Yi smiled, "When I think about getting on the boat, I will start thinking about you, and now I am."