Accidental Love

She was so obedient just now that everything was waiting for her here.

At this moment, Zheng Shuyi felt that this was something he had done most to regret.

Even the fingers wrapped in the thick gauze felt numb for a while, and she even felt that she could cut out a hole with her hands and bury herself.

"The doctor said," Zheng Shuyi still didn't turn around, but there was not a trace of "empowerment" in his voice, "No, use."

"Really?"

Shi Yan stood up at some point, holding his arms, looking at Zheng Shuyi from a distance, with a clear smile in his voice, "I need someone to feed me for dinner, someone to wait for me to drink water, and I can't even tie my hair. How do you take a bath? ?"

Zheng Shuyi didn't know whether Shi Yan was serious or teasing her, so he tried to reason with him seriously.

"It's fine if you don't touch the water. I, I went out in the morning and took a shower, so just a little bit of it.

"How to do it casually?"

Shi Yan walked over step by step, "Is there no need to undress or apply shower gel?"

Zheng Shuyi: "..."

When the words "take off" and "smear" come out of his mouth, it feels like they are not simple verbs.

"I said no!"

Zheng Shuyi has a tendency to become angry, but Shiyan doesn't mean to constrain at all, "Then you don't like cleanliness."

"Yes, yes, I just don't like cleanliness."

Zheng Shuyi walked away. Although she didn't look back, she felt that Shi Yan must be staring at her with a good-looking attitude, so the pace was getting faster and faster.

A few steps later, Shi Yan stopped her again.

"Shuyi, really don't need to help? You call me later, I won't be so patient, don't regret it."

"Say no help!"

Zheng Shuyi's mind was so shameful and angry that he said firmly with the last trace of reason, "It's your son who regrets it!"

Even this kind of thing was said.

Shi Yan looked at her fled back, with a smile on her lips, and returned to the living room.

After half an hour.

Shi Yan turned off the computer and was about to go back to the room to wash her pajamas.

The bathroom is built into his room.

As he passed the steaming bathroom, the door lock rang slightly.

He heard the footsteps and looked sideways at the bathroom.

After a few seconds, the door opened a crack, and a head poked out half of it.

"father……"

Shiyan: "..."

——

Zheng Shuyi can indeed take a bath alone.

Anyway, she plans to go to the hairdresser to wash her hair tomorrow, so now she just has to take a little effort to wrap her hair into balls, put water in the bathtub, and lie in with her arms raised.

Everything is perfect.

Even when she washes her underwear with one hand wrapped in a bath towel after washing, she feels that her left hand has unlimited potential to be developed.

Then the idea was met by Waterloo two minutes later.

The pajamas brought by Zheng Shuyi were light and silky, and the contours of the body were contoured obediently. After she put it on, she looked in the mirror for a while, and then looked down at the revealing ups and downs of her chest.

Without the constraints of underwear, the shape is a bit too obvious.

In the hot bathroom, Zheng Shuyi's cheeks gradually became hot.

At the thought of Shiyan outside, Zheng Shuyi even felt that wearing pajamas in the middle of nowhere is no different from running naked.

But she couldn't button her underwear with one hand.

When I was packing my luggage, I put a few sets later, without considering this at all.

So, after several minutes of inner struggle, Zheng Shuyi opened the door a little bit, and stopped Shi Yan with his head.

Outside.

Shi Yan looked at the half flushed face in the crack of the door and tilted his head.

"How? What can I do for you?"

Zheng Shuyi's fingers were tightly clasped by the door, and the sound was like a mosquito.

"Help me button my underwear."

"Ok?"

Shi Yan really didn't hear it clearly.

He squinted and moved closer. "What are you talking about?"

Zheng Shuyi was not sure if he meant it on purpose.

But the inner struggle just now has given her enough psychological construction.

What happened to the underwear?

Isn’t it just a button of underwear?

-It's not about asking him to take a backhand dunk on the spot.

So Zheng Shuyi turned around, facing Shiyan from his back, and commanded high above: "Button me underwear, hurry up, I'm sleepy!"

Shi Yan stared at her for a long time before coming over.

During the few seconds of standing still, Zheng Shuyi's heart beat a drum.

When the clothes on her back were gently lifted, her limbs were tight, and she fixedly looked at the blurred figure reflected on the front wall without blinking.

Shi Yan lowered her head, breathing on the back of her neck.

The movements of the hands are meticulous, but when I look at her bare waist, my hands will still touch the skin of her back inadvertently.

Every time he moved, Zheng Shuyi became more nervous.

However, Shi Yan remained silent throughout the whole process. After buckling her slowly, he lowered his hand and helped her tidy up her pajamas.

"All right."

Zheng Shuyi blinked in disbelief.

He turned out to be quite personal now.

After shaking his mind, Zheng Shuyi coughed slightly.

what happened.

Is PTSD caused by Shi Yan's inaction these few days?

Obviously this is him.

"what's happenin?"

Shi Yan's voice sounded behind her, "Is there anyone else who can help?"

"that's all, thanks."

Zheng Shuyi took the clothes he had changed, turned around and ran into the bedroom.

Shi Yan turned his head, looked after her voice, and smiled silently when she saw her taking out bottles and jars and sitting on the bed.

——

After completing a complete set of skin care procedures, Zheng Shuyi got into the bed.

There is a faint scent on the bed, which is very familiar and belongs to Shiyan.

Zheng Shuyi pulled up the quilt and covered half of his face. Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, he felt that the air was getting thinner.

She does not resist sharing the same bed with Shi Yan, nor is she afraid.

Since agreeing to live in, she has been mentally prepared.

But at night, the nervousness still swallowed up her mental preparation a little bit.

I don’t know if it’s because of my nervousness that my senses have become more sensitive, and the cramping sensation in the wounds of my fingers has also come on.

Zheng Shuyi took a deep breath, turned his back to the bathroom, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

A few minutes later, there was a sound of opening the door.

The room was carpeted and no footsteps could be heard, but Zheng Shuyi could feel Shi Yan coming.

Step by step approach, until a piece of collapsed side of the bed.

Zheng Shuyi closed his eyes tightly, but his eyelashes quivered.

Suddenly, she felt Shi Yan's breath approaching, touching her ears.

He propped up his upper body and looked down at Zheng Shuyi.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "Are you nervous, or is the wound hurt?"

Zheng Shuyi: "..."

Really accurate.

She was nervous and painful.

"It hurts." Zheng Shuyi frowned, opened his eyes slowly, but still turned his back to Shi Yan.

"The ten fingers connect to the heart, and the heart hurts from time to time."

Shi Yan looked at her hand on the outside of the quilt, a layer of light yellow oozing out of the gauze, and a faint smell of plaster.

"Want to take painkillers?"

"I have eaten it." Zheng Shuyi said, "but it still hurts."

"Yeah." Shi Yan stretched out his hand and brushed the hair on her cheek, "Then go to bed, it won't hurt if you fall asleep."

After speaking, he lay down, his arms passed through her waist, and lightly held the left hand in front of her lower abdomen.

After a few minutes, the people behind him remained silent, and Zheng Shuyi really relaxed and fell asleep with the sound of his own heartbeat.

The moonlight of the spring night covered the night sky softly.

The breath of the people behind him was calm and long, and his body temperature was like sticking. Before he knew it, the corners of Zheng Shuyi's mouth were bent together with the crescent moon outside the window.

However, the silence lasted less than an hour.

When the deep sleepiness hit, Zheng Shuyi was half awake and half subconscious, all of which prompted her to start seeking a more comfortable and warm place.

then.

Shi Yan suddenly opened his eyes when he was half-dreaming and half-waking up.

It was pitch black in front of him, and he could only feel Zheng Shuyi turning around, slowly climbing his waist with one hand, and getting into his arms little by little.

But it seemed that she could not find the most comfortable position. She twisted a few times, rubbing her chin against Shi Yan's chest, trying to stick her whole body up.

"..."

Shi Yan frowned in the darkness, and the rhythm of his breathing was suddenly disrupted.

The person in his arms is still adjusting his posture restlessly.

In the extremely quiet night, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and he could see things in front of him clearly, and at the same time, the senses of the whole body were enlarged.

Shi Yan suddenly held on to Zheng Shuyi's shoulders, turned over, and put his arms on her side.

After staring for a moment, he leaned forward without hesitation.

However, when the two breathed tangled together, Shi Yan suddenly heard Zheng Shuyi's hiss.

After a pause, he felt his arm squeeze her finger, and raised his hand almost subconsciously.

After a stalemate for a second, Shi Yanchang exhaled and slowly lay on his side.

He adjusted his breath in bed for a while.

I don't know how long it took, the tingling of the fingers continued.

Zheng Shuyi half-opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the faint light in the bathroom and the sound of water.

She tucked the quilt, closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

——

When he woke up in the morning, Zheng Shuyi subconsciously sat up on the bed, his hands were hard, and he whispered in pain.

However, the room was empty, only her own echo.

Zheng Shuyi's consciousness hadn't completely returned to the basket, and he looked around for a while before slowly realizing that this was Shi Yan's home.

However, the feast was not there.

Zheng Shuyi got out of bed immediately and glanced at the bathroom, no one was there.

She walked outside and called Shiyan twice, but no one answered her.

At this moment, when she looked up, she saw the display on the clock cabinet. It turned out that it was nine o'clock.

No wonder Shi Yan is not there, he should have been sitting in the office by this time.

Thinking of this, Zheng Shuyi suddenly relaxed a lot, and walked back to the bedroom swaggeringly.

After lying in bed, he took out his mobile phone and found that Shi Yan hadn't sent her a message either.

Zheng Shuyi snorted coldly, cocked his legs, and made a call.

After ringing a few times, the other side picked up.

"Woke up?"

"Yes." Zheng Shuyi said, "when did you leave?"

Shiyan: "Eight o'clock."

Zheng Shuyi opened the curtains casually, and the sun poured in.

"Oh, so early."

"By the way, I suddenly remembered, did you get up in the middle of the night to take a shower last night?"

Because Shi Yan's tone was quite relaxed, Zheng Shuyi thought he was idle now, so he couldn't help but want to say a few more words to him.

However, the fact is that Chen Sheng and three secretaries are standing in front of Shi Yan at this moment.

"Really?" Zheng Shuyi asked again without hearing Shi Yan's answer, "Or am I dreaming?"

Shi Yan: "You have a dream."

"Oh..." Zheng Shuyi murmured, "Yes, any normal person gets up to take a bath in the middle of the night."

"..."

"Okay, I'll sleep for a while, and you should be busy."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Shuyi looked at the ceiling and began to laugh somehow.

But smiling and smiling, she suddenly couldn't laugh again.

She turned her head away, just in time to see herself reflected in the French windows.

Everyone slept rightly on his bed.

The result... let alone other things, not even a kiss?

Zheng Shuyi sat up slowly and touched his face.

Just then, Bi Ruoshan sent a message to Zheng Shuyi.

Bi Ruoshan: Damn, it can be said that Situ Yi has been dealt with. I will return by plane tomorrow.

Zheng Shuyi: Oh.

Bi Ruoshan: Are you busy? If you are not busy, I will come to your house in the evening and let's make our own hot pot.

Zheng Shuyi: I'm not busy, but I won't go home.

Bi Ruoshan:?

Zheng Shuyi: I live at Shiyan's house now.

Bi Ruoshan:...Tsk, okay, but you also live together very quickly, are you planning to take maternity leave at the end of the year?

Zheng Shuyi was silent for a while, then twisted his eyebrows and typed: Let me tell you, we slept on a bed last night.

Bi Ruoshan: That's enough, I don't want to listen to this, if you go on, I will report it.

Zheng Shuyi: Then nothing happened.

This time it was Bi Ruoshan's turn to remain silent.

After a while.

Bi Ruoshan: Option A, you are too unattractive. Option B, Shiyan he can't.

Zheng Shuyi: I think it's impossible for me to be unattractive. Let's rule out this impossible answer.

Bi Ruoshan: So the answer is B.