What should I do if all the contractors are in love?

"Disgusting, very weird." Yunjiu retorted with a wooden face.

However, there was an unnatural tremor in her voice that she herself was not aware of.

Xie Zhiyu: ...Obviously I don’t hate it.

Yunjiu's physical reaction was far more honest than what she said, but Xie Zhiyu did not expose her.

As for the weirdness...

——Xie Zhiyu discovered that because of this side of his contract master, his heart beat even more happily than when he first touched her.

Instead of feeling nervous, there seemed to be some strange emotion spreading deep in my heart.

Yunjiu didn't say anything else, and the whole room fell silent, as if it was a silent invitation.

Feeling his heart beating like a drum and smelling the faint fragrance mixed with shower gel at the tip of his nose, Xie Zhiyu kissed her gently.

Then—he…

Xie Zhiyu subconsciously wanted to use...

But with the cover of..., such behavior is useless.

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—They are all so cute, he thought.

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But this action did not satisfy its owner.

——Because Xie Zhiyu felt that his hair was grabbed by Yunjiu, and in a very suggestive way... he pressed it.

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Xie Zhiyu: ...Okay.

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He raised his hand, and just as his hand touched Yunjiu's waist, she grabbed it.

"what?"

Yunjiu's voice at this moment was more delicate than ever before, but her words were still as overbearing as ever.

"Not comfortable enough, is it? ... It will get better."

Xie Zhiyu's muffled voice came from...

Yunjiu: ...

She let go of his hand hesitantly.

With Xie Zhiyu's tacit consent, she..., in the end...'covered up' was also... by him...

Directly... it caused slight pain in both of their bodies...

When he heard Yunjiu's unconsciously heavier breathing, he...

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But he was still considerate...about that place, and did not neglect this place that could bring her more...

...The breathing inside the room seemed particularly clear, which made him get kicked a few more times by Yunjiu.

Xie Zhiyu: ...That’s too much.

He couldn't speak, but felt wronged and couldn't help it...

Xie Zhiyu only felt that his body began to become strange.

……

After everything was over, Xie Zhiyu was finally able to...break away and take a breath.

Although the indoor temperature control function was turned on, his back was still covered with a thin layer of sweat after being stuck inside for so long.

Xie Zhiyu glanced at the leg that was resting on his abdomen, and couldn't help but hold it in his hand and gesture.

——Well, the thinnest part can be completely grasped.

He pinched Yunjiu's calf again and found that although he looked thin, he had muscles.

"……what?"

Yunjiu's voice was a little muffled, and he moved a few of his toes, looking like he wanted to kick him.

——But because he was so happy with the service, he felt lazy and a little reluctant to move.

Xie Zhiyu inexplicably felt a strange sense of relief.

——After all, I managed to resist kicking him, thank God.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

He felt that Yunjiu's current health was a little unhealthy and he needed to eat something good to replenish his body.

……

Who has time to think about this in sage time.

Yunjiu rolled her eyes at Xie Zhiyu and said, "I'll tell you tomorrow."

Xie Zhiyu suddenly became curious about Yun Jiu's expression and couldn't help but lean closer to her.

Since the lights were not on and the curtains were drawn, visibility inside the room was limited, so Xie Zhiyu could only move closer.

Yunjiu mistakenly thought that Xie Zhiyu was going to kiss her again, so she frowned in disdain and raised her hand to push away the handsome face that was approaching her: "Yue Zhuang."

After saying this, Yun Jiu, feeling the touch of... in his hand, showed an indescribable expression, and rubbed his hand back and forth on Xie Zhiyu's clothes.

Xie Zhiyu: ...It’s really too much.

He laughed angrily, and pulled Yunjiu's hand unhappily, pressing it against his overly scalded face.

Xie Zhiyu buried his face in Yunjiu's palms, and said in a vague tone that seemed to be complaining and laughing: "How could someone dislike Yuezhuang?"

Yunjiu didn't pull his hand back, but he also snorted softly: "I just dislike it."

To her… it would be weird to kiss her after that.

……

Xie Zhiyu gave up on talking to Yunjiu, the "scoundrel", and recalled the process he had learned in school - generally in this situation, it is best to clean up afterwards.

So he asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"

Yunjiu loves cleanliness, and Xie Zhiyu feels that she will not refuse.

"wash."

If conditions permit, Yunjiu is a person with severe mysophobia, but if conditions don’t permit... he can barely tolerate it.

"Shall I hug you?"

Xie Zhiyu sat on the edge of the bed, opened his arms towards Yunjiu, and felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.

However, the scene that Xie Zhiyu had expected, "being thrown into the arms of the contract master with a soft body and at least a cute face", did not appear.

Yunjiu was still leaning against the bed with a boneless look on his face, and he stretched out his hand to him: "Hurry up, what are you waiting for? You can't hold me, right?"

Xie Zhiyu: ...Okay, this is our ancestor.

He had no choice but to reach out and pull the person into his arms, and finally picked up Yunjiu horizontally.

……

On the way to the bathroom, Xie Zhiyu couldn't help but weigh the person in his arms.

It was heavier than he expected, and it seemed that he just had a small frame, which made him look thin.

Yunjiu's hands were on Xie Zhiyu's shoulders, and her head was tilted on his neck. Suddenly, he pushed her and her head hit his chin.

It doesn't hurt, but it does make Yunjiu feel uncomfortable.

So she bit Xie Zhiyu's neck in revenge.

The sudden pain and numbness caused Xie Zhiyu to groan.

This made him subconsciously hold Yunjiu tighter in his arms.

——"If you dare to throw me down..."

Yunjiu didn't even bother to look up at him, but raised one hand and patted Xie Zhiyu's face as a warning.

Perhaps she felt it was interesting, she pinched the flesh on Xie Zhiyu's cheek and gently pulled it outward.

Xie Zhiyu: ...too much to die.