The big guy is different from the outside [Transmigration Book]

The two played the game for a while, and they didn't go to bed until around ten o'clock in the evening.

Wu Nanfei, who had a good schedule, couldn't stand it anymore, only Ying Zhaoli played games by himself more and more vigorously.

"Stop playing, go to sleep."

Seeing that he was still reluctant to part with him, Wu Nanfei moved his gaming chair and pushed it to the side of the bed.

"Go to bed and play tomorrow." Wu Nanfei said again.

Ying Zhaoli regretted all over his face: "That's fine."

Aggrieved, he climbed onto the bed and covered his body with the quilt firmly.

Now the weather is cold, and besides the beach, the temperature difference between day and night is huge. Ying Zhaoli feels unheated when lying in the quilt. There is only one cold breath after another, slowly climbing up from his feet. .

"Baby, don't go to bed yet." Ying Zhaoli called Wu Nanfei to stop him.

Wu Nanfei stopped.

"I'm so cold, let's turn on the air conditioner."

Wu Nanfei understood, then he walked over and turned on the air conditioner.

Ying Zhaoli heard the sound of the air conditioner running, and felt relieved, but it was of no use, the heat would return to him in a while, and now his quilt was still cool, he had been lying in it for so long, and there was no heat left live.

Ying Zhaoli is decadent, what if it's winter.

I won't be frozen to death, I will be frozen to death by this cold weather.

Just thinking about it made me shiver in the corner, woo woo woo.

A corner of the quilt was opened by Wu Nanfei, waiting for Wu Nanfei to lie down in it.

Ying Zhaoli's eyes widened.

Damn, how could it be like this, how could Wu Nanfei have so much heat just now when he came in.

Then what's the use of turning on the air conditioner? If I knew Wu Nanfei was so warm, I would have let him go to bed earlier.

Failed.

Ying Zhaoli moved over bit by bit, and tugged at the corner of his clothes with his hands: "Baby."

Wu Nanfei looked over: "What's wrong."

"Touch my hand." Ying Zhaoli stretched out his hand and put it on Wu Nanfei's abdominal muscles.

Feel my coldness and take you to experience the coolness of summer.

Wu Nanfei:?

Obediently, Wu Nanfei touched it with his hand. The moment he touched it, his hand stiffened, and he quickly covered it with his big hand, kneading it non-stop.

"Why is it so cold?"

When he just touched it, he thought he felt wrong, but his white and tender hands were as cold as ice.

"sick?"

Wu Nanfei kept thinking in his mind, and touched Ying Zhaoli Baijing's forehead with his hand involuntarily: "The temperature is normal."

"I'm just cold." Ying Zhaoli's voice was still soft.

"Take it with the other hand too." Wu Nanfei planned to use both hands at the same time.

"Okay." Ying Zhaoli stretched out his other hand obediently, and after feeling the heat, he sighed comfortably, "Wu Nanfei, you are so kind."

How can I live without you in winter.

Wu Nanfei alone is the same as a big stove, there is no difference.

"Are your feet cold?" Wu Nanfei asked again, he just thought that cold hands and feet would also lead to cold feet, but he didn't know if it would happen to Ying Zhaoli.

Ying Zhaoli's feet must be cold!He felt that his feet were stiff and he couldn't move.

But hearing what Wu Nanfei meant, was he planning to warm his feet?

Ying Zhaoli was shocked again, Wu Nanfei really kept surprising him.

"The feet are colder than the hands." Ying Zhaoli said it truthfully.

At the beginning, the air-conditioning came directly from the feet, and the hands became cold after it came up.

"Stand out your feet." Wu Nanfei stepped forward with his feet, and stopped when he hit a soft and icy place.

When the two feet touch each other, the hot air and the cold air will add up and finally be defeated by the cold air, leaving only the hot air.

Ying Zhaoli felt more comfortable now, he closed his eyes happily, and habitually stuffed his head into Wu Nanfei's chest, and said sullenly: "Okay, let's go to sleep."

Wu Nanfei didn't need to lower his head, he could see the fluffy black head under his chin.

He wrapped Ying Zhaoli's hand with one hand, leaving one free hand to hold Ying Zhaoli in his arms.

There should be no conflict.

Wu Nanfei didn't let go either.

The two fell asleep together with the sound of rain outside.

I don't know how long it has passed, Ying Zhaoli felt in his dream that he could make people sweat in the hot summer, so he kept running and running, until he finally cooled down, the heat caught up again, no matter how much he ran Wherever he went, the hot air followed him and never left. He just wanted to ask Wu Nanfei to help him drive away the hot air when he woke up.

It was dark outside, it was still dark, and it was still raining. I hadn't heard of it, and there were faint signs of it getting bigger and bigger.

Ying Zhaoli panted heavily, and found that she was hugged tightly by Wu Nanfei, unable to break free at all, and she was also buried in his chest.

He said why he had such a strange dream in the cold weather.

It was just too suffocating.

Ying Zhaoli tried a few times, but still couldn't break free, so she gave up.

How could this man, Wu Nanfei, still have so much strength in his sleep?

His eyes drifted away, and seeing that the air conditioner was still running, his thoughts immediately turned to the scene where Wu Nanfei asked him to turn on the air conditioner because of the cold before he went to bed.

It turned out that the heat in the sleep was not only caused by Wu Nanfei, but also by the air conditioner.

Ying Zhaoli regretted turning on the air conditioner for the second time, and regretted for the first time when Wu Nanfei went to bed and found that he was a stove.

Ying Zhaoli was tired, so he had no choice but to sleep with the heat.

Before going to bed, he was still wondering if Wu Nanfei couldn't feel the heat.

Waking up the next day, Ying Zhaoli felt as if she had been soaked in water, her whole body was sticky, the sweat on her forehead was still not dry, and her black hair was sticking to her head in strands.

Ying Zhaoli didn't sleep well last night, and when she woke up in the morning, she found that Wu Nanfei hadn't woken up yet, so Wu Nanfei couldn't help it.

He directly broke Wu Nanfei's arms around him, wanting to get out of his arms, he really couldn't bear the stickiness on his body, he wanted to take a bath now to relieve it.

Wu Nanfei was awakened by his movements, but he still hadn't fully woken up: "What's wrong?"

Along the way, he tightened the hand that encircled Ying Zhaoli.

Ying Zhaoli took a picture of it: "I'm going to take a shower, you see I'm completely wet."

Wu Nanfei looked over, the fawn who was afraid of the cold turned into a drenched fawn.

Wu Nanfei let go of Ying Zhaoli and let him go out from his encirclement.

Ying Zhaoli got a chance to catch his breath and ran to the bathroom non-stop without taking anything.

Ying Zhaoli was in the bathroom, and immediately locked the door behind him. He looked in the mirror at his flushed cheeks.

He wanted to take a cold shower right away.

It was too hot and too dry.

Ying Zhaoli did what he said, he just took off his clothes, turned on the ice water, and in the next second, turned it off again.

He was wrong, he shouldn't be so capricious.

Who knew that the water was so icy that it was useless for him to feel the heat and dryness all over his body.

He was so scared that he quickly closed it. He was really brave just now. If he did this operation, he would catch a cold even if he didn't have a fever.

You can't be too presumptuous in life.

He obediently switched to the hot water mode before standing in, and the comfortable water slipped from his body.

After he took a shower, he realized that there was nothing but his dirty clothes, not even a bathrobe.

Ying Zhaoli looked at the towel and shook his head.

Still the same sentence, you can't be too presumptuous in life.

What if Wu Nanfei can't control it, or he can't control it, it's too dangerous.

Ying Zhaoli thought for a while, the heat around him dissipated, he still had to ask Wu Nanfei to get his clothes, and he just stretched out one hand to get the clothes.

No more than three seconds!

He was about to do this when there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Xiao Li, what happened?" Wu Nanfei's concerned voice sounded outside the door.

There is only one door between the two.

Only then did Ying Zhaoli realize that he had been here for a long time, the water had stopped for a long time, and he hadn't gone out in it, no wonder Wu Nanfei came over.

"Wu Nanfei, can you help me get a suit of clothes." Ying Zhaoli had just finished speaking, when he thought of something again, "No, no, just take a bathrobe."

His little Nei Nei was a little embarrassed to call Wu Nan Fei Na.

"Go in without clothes?"

"Yep."

"Then you wait first, I'll get you clothes." Wu Nanfei went to get them after finishing speaking.

Why did he go back to getting the clothes again, Ying Zhaoli quickly stopped and shouted: "Take the bathrobe! Take the bathrobe!"

But Wu Nanfei didn't hear it.

Ying Zhaoli didn't hear his reply, her heart went cold.

It's over, the innocence of my little niece is gone, it is no longer the little niece I touched alone.

After a while, Wu Nanfei knocked on the bathroom door again.

"The clothes are here." Wu Nanfei gestured for him to open the door.

Ying Zhaoli said weakly, "Okay."

He put his hand on it slowly, unlocked the lock slowly, opened the door slowly, and took the clothes in slowly.

"Xiao Li, are you sick?" Wu Nanfei asked outside, he looked at the weak little hand stretched out from the bathroom, afraid that he might be sick.

"No, I'm just a little weak." Ying Zhaoli continued to be confused.

Except when he was a child, he has washed his underwear by himself since he grew up. He never troubled other people, and dared not trouble him.

Although I didn't help him wash it up to now, I just touched it.

He looked at the pajamas he brought in, and there was a small underwear inside as expected.

He looked at the familiar little nei, I'm sorry for you, my nei.

The matter has come to this point, there is no use crying, who told you to forget to bring your clothes in.

Ying Zhaoli put on his clothes in a hurry, and then opened the door to go out. He didn't see Wu Nanfei at the door, and he bumped into it without paying attention.

Wu Nanfei hugged the soft waist reflexively: "What's wrong?"

Ying Zhaoli rubbed his nose, which hurt his nose a little: "It's nothing, what are we playing today?"

Wu Nanfei let go of Ying Zhaoli, only to find that his whole body was leaning against his body. Just as soon as he let go of his hand, he slid to another place, so he quickly put his hand on it again, controlled his body, and tried his best to Don't let him fall.

The bodies of the two were in close contact, and Wu Nanfei's heart beat faster than before.

"Are you okay?" Wu Nanfei asked again thoughtfully.

Only then did Ying Zhaoli realize that she was leaning against him, she hurriedly got up and tidied up her clothes, and then helped Wu Nanfei tidy up: "It's all right, I just stayed inside for a long time, and I'm a little bored."

"Yeah." Wu Nanfei didn't know where to put his hand after it was removed from his waist, as if it didn't fit anywhere, "We may not be able to go out this morning, and it's still raining."

Ying Zhaoli heard it, and went to the window to look, and sure enough it was still raining.

Ying Zhaoli was a little irritable. Hearing the sound of rain might calm his heart at first, but after listening to it for a long time, he would become more and more irritable. Moreover, the rain started to fall last night, and it was still falling this morning.

When I woke up in the early morning yesterday, I thought the rain would stop in the morning, but I was thinking too much.

I thought I could go out to play today, but now it seems that there is no chance, because the rain shows no sign of disappearing.

Wu Nanfei walked over, looked at him with a lost face and didn't know how to comfort him: "If the rain doesn't stop today, we can continue to play the game from yesterday, or we can ask the hotel staff if there is any indoor entertainment place."

Ying Zhaoli was excited when he heard that, so he looked at him expectantly: "Then ask, we're going to play somewhere else today, I'm a bit tired of playing the game yesterday."

"Okay." Wu Nanfei couldn't refuse Ying Zhaoli, not to mention that he proposed it himself, so he immediately walked to the bedside and picked up the phone, tapped the phone with his finger, and held it to his ear to listen.

Ying Zhaoli also followed, sat down by the bed, and waited quietly for the result.