gentle trap

Yu Fei was a little nervous because this was the first time he went to the bathhouse with Ying Qingyuan.

He doesn't like to take a bath with others, so the normal dormitory meeting to go to the bathhouse together didn't happen to him.

Yu Fei couldn't tell whether the sweat on his body was from the activity he had just done or from being too nervous.

On the way back, he walked with Ying Qingyuan not far away, chatting, Ying Qingyuan said that it was getting late and he was going to take a bath.

In fact, Yu Fei's heart was moved at that time, because his body was covered with sweat and smelly, and it was definitely not because he had any unreasonable thoughts about his wife.

He pretended to speak naturally: "I just happened to be sweating all over, and I was going to take a bath."

If the roommate was around, he would definitely expose him.

Normally, he would rather endure the stinky sweat than go to the bathhouse.

How could anyone agree so quickly like he is now, let alone say that he took the initiative.

He was the only one in the dormitory, Yu Fei stayed inside, and finally calmed down, thinking that Ying Qingyuan was also preparing, quickly took the things he needed, and then stood outside the door and waited.

Not long after, Ying Qingyuan also came out.

The other party's basin was filled with shower gel, shampoo, and soap, and there were towels, clothes, and underwear on his hands.

It's not strange for a boy to put his underwear on top carelessly. It's a normal thing to take a piece of clothing, but Yu Fei's eyes can't help but look randomly.

He didn't want to look at it, but the underwear seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, which always attracted his eyes.

It's nothing special, and there's nothing outlandish, or cute.

In fact, the panties don't look special, and neither do his. Rounding up, does it mean that he and his wife are in a couple outfit.

Muttering in his heart, Yu Fei blushed, but luckily Ying Qingyuan didn't look up at him.

The walls on both sides of the single room are not too high, and they can be crossed as long as they raise their hands.

Different from the last time, Yu Fei was next to Ying Qingyuan this time, as long as he lowered his head a little and turned his eyes a little bit, he could see everything about Ying Qingyuan.

He had that thought, and felt very wretched.

If you get caught, you really are a stinky hooligan.

Usually friends say that you tease me a little, and I tease you a little, and when they look at each other, they won't be a few centimeters shorter or a few centimeters shorter.Maybe I saw it by accident, and I didn't take it to heart.But today, he probably had an impure mind, and he didn't dare to aim his eyes randomly, for fear that if he saw something, he would not want to look away.

Because of restraint and stiffness, Yu didn't pay attention for a while when the water was boiling, the water covered his face, choking his nose sore and sore.

Beside him is Ying Qingyuan laughing.

When Yu Fei opened his eyes, his eyes were white, not the kind of sickly white, but the kind of white and tender like a girl's skin, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the skin is as thick as fat.

Because of playing basketball, he has never been white. Standing next to a person with normal skin color, he also makes the other person very white.

He could imagine that when he and Ying Qingyuan were walking together, they would probably make each other shine like a light bulb.

It was foggy, but because the water had just boiled, it didn't fill the bathhouse all at once, but climbed up quickly from the bottom.Wisps and strands of white mist wrapped around Ying Qingyuan's body, covering a little of the color, but faintly showing two spots of red on his chest.

Even though Yu Fei quickly looked away, the faintly visible color just now was still in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

He cooled the water a bit, trying to reduce the heat on his body, but his heart was much more honest.

My wife is white and tender, I really want to touch it.

Quickly pinching himself, Yu Fei shuddered, feeling the pain to suppress his messy thoughts a bit.He told some interesting stories about his usual playing, hoping to divert Ying Qingyuan's attention, and at the same time divert his own attention.

During the whole process, Ying Qingyuan responded while listening. When the water was turned off and rubbing the shower gel, a strong orange smell wafted over, and Yu Fei felt that he was also contaminated by that smell.

It just so happened that he turned off the water, and the sound of the shower gel touching the skin was amplified in his ears bit by bit, and that charming thought was finally suppressed, and then instantly aroused.

"Speaking of which, you smelled like this last time Brother Fei." Ying Qingyuan brought up this topic for no reason: "Brother Fei, is your shower gel the same as mine?"

Ying Qingyuan's eyes fell on him, and Yu Fei felt it. He tried to pretend to be calm, but the thoughts in his head were out of his control.

"Really?" Yu Fei bent slightly, and when he squeezed the shower gel, he used the wall in front of him to block himself: "Maybe our shower gel is exactly the same."

He went looking for an orange-flavored shower gel.

"Brother Fei, do you also like oranges?" Ying Qingyuan asked: "I saw you drinking orange juice last time."

"Ah."

Stupid, it's not that I like oranges, but I just like you who like oranges.

Feeling that if he continued like this, it would be easy to cause problems, so Yu Fei wiped some shower gel indiscriminately, then hurriedly washed the shower gel off his body with cold water, and quickly put on his clothes: "I'm done washing, I'll go to wash the clothes first gone."

To die, next time he will never take a bath with his wife again.

Taking a bath with your wife can easily lead to big problems.

Ying Qingyuan muffledly replied "Oh", but couldn't see any emotional changes, especially in the haze, the other party's expression was even more difficult to see clearly.

At this moment, Yu Fei walked out on his own.

The laundry counter in the bathroom is outside, and it is much cooler outside than the sweltering heat inside.Yu Fei didn't care about whether he would catch a cold, so he ignored the sound of splashing water behind him, and turned on the faucet of the laundry table, trying to use the sound of splashing water here to dilute his thoughts and embarrassment just now.

He watched the transparent water continuously flow into the basin, and stayed there for a while, holding the water in his hands and patting his face, taking all the bad thoughts out of his head.

Yu Fei was not in a hurry to wash his clothes, and only pretended to rub them when he heard the sound of slippers inside.

He is not the kind who is particularly good at doing housework. He usually just throws the clothes into the washing machine when he washes them. Suddenly, he needs to rub his clothes in high school. alright.But now that Ying Qingyuan was beside him, he started rubbing this and that, and after a while, his hands were a little sore.

Ying Qingyuan next to him was doing things in a calm and unhurried manner. Washing a piece of clothing seemed to be an artistic creation, which was pleasing to the eye.

It is hard for him not to guarantee that there is a high probability that his "beauty is in the eye of the beholder".

While washing and washing, Yu Fei heard a "呲啦", and when he turned his head to look, Ying Qingyuan was holding the torn clothes by himself, frowning.

???

This is a school uniform, right?

It is recognized that the school uniform with the best quality, why is it rotten?

Yu Fei is still more inclined, probably accidentally scratched.

Reason told him that no idiot would scratch his school uniform at such a time.

Seeing him looking at him, Ying Qingyuan felt a little embarrassed, and put the clothes in balls aside: "I think it's a little dirty there, so I tried a little harder."

"Then what are you wearing tomorrow?"

"I still have a spare."

Ying Qingyuan noticed that Yu Fei was still looking at him, and his eyes fell on the school uniform he had just torn apart from time to time, his hands were a little flustered, and the already slippery soap flew to Yu Fei's side.

He wanted to grab the soap in his hands, and Yu Fei also wanted to help. The two bodies touched each other, and Yu Fei's palm pressed on the back of Ying Qingyuan's hand.

Although it was just an accident, he was in a state of mind.

Because his hands were full of foam, Yu Fei only felt a piece of slippery, and a little bit of warmth from Ying Qingyuan's own hands.

His hands were a little cold when they touched the cold water, but the heat from Ying Qingyuan's hands seemed to melt him.

"I'm sorry." After Yu Fei realized it, he withdrew his hand all of a sudden, still reminiscing about the feeling just now.

He didn't want to wash his hands anymore, but actually having bubbles in his hands wasn't a big deal.

Ying Qingyuan's ears also started to turn red. After picking up the soap with great effort, he immediately hid away, as if he had encountered a big bad wolf and was afraid that it would eat him.

Such a wife is also very cute.

Yu Fei started whistling about Ying Qingyuan crazily again.

"Ayuan." Yu Fei licked his dry mouth: "Do you have someone you like?"

It seems presumptuous to ask this question.But if Ying Qingyuan doesn't have someone he likes, he wants to chase after him.

If you chase after it, you will get it.

"No." Ying Qingyuan quickly replied, his face was flushed, as if he was surprised by his question just now: "How long has school started, puppy love is wrong."

Ying Qingyuan said that puppy love is wrong, but he didn't say it's wrong to like someone.

Yu Fei paused while rubbing his clothes, and he pretended to test: "You are so good, there must be many girls who like you, haven't you thought about talking about it in high school?"

"You can talk about dating after college." Ying Qingyuan nodded as he said, as if echoing what he said: "I am still a student now, and the main task of a student is to study."

Hearing Ying Qingyuan's answer, Yu Fei couldn't help laughing and said, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"Like what?" Ying Qingyuan asked puzzled.

"Like the kind of dean who earnestly persuades students not to fall in love early."

Ying Qingyuan gave him a sideways look, with a sense of complaint, quite like coquettishness, so coquettish that Yu Fei's heart melted: "You don't understand, I'm called responsible."

"Like is a very precious emotion. I am not only responsible for this emotion, but also for the person I like."

Yu Fei wanted to ask something else, but the words were stuck in his mouth. After thinking about it, he still didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and rubbed the top of Ying Qingyuan's head with his clean elbow:

"I see, Teacher Xiao Ying."

"Don't call me Teacher Xiaoying!"

The author says:

Xiao Ying is really a good boy, but I don’t think that a child with puppy love is a bad boy, because there are seniors and sisters in my high school who went both ways. At that time, they fell in love with each other, and in the end they became better people with each other.