Yang Yunruo returned to the room and simply dealt with the top of his head - smearing toothpaste. This is one of the two soil methods that his mother told Yang Yunruo in his previous life. If you are burned, you should apply toothpaste, if you are bitten by a mosquito, you should apply toothpaste, and if you are injured, you should apply toothpaste. There is also a method of camellia oil, if you have a toothache, it contains camellia oil, if it is itchy, it is smeared with camellia oil, and when it is on fire, you can stir-fry vegetables and stew soup with camellia oil. It seems that in this life, as long as you have toothpaste and camellia oil, you can live a long life.

Whether this method is useful or not, Yang Yunruo has not analyzed it, but it is just habitual or psychological, and he habitually applies toothpaste. The white toothpaste is smeared on the forehead, which is cool and cool, and it should still have a certain use. It's just that the toothpaste on my forehead is a bit unsightly, but it doesn't matter.

Yang Yunruo, who returned to the room, originally packed up his things and was about to leave, but he just thought of Su Qing's domineering appearance, if he pulled the box and left, would it mean that he was afraid of her? Although he didn't have any machismo, he definitely couldn't bow to women. Well, Yang Yunruo thinks he doesn't have machismo.

Yang Yunruo endured the pain, or in order to find something to do to disperse the pain in his forehead, he took the computer and copied the second chapter of 'cohabitation rules' on Weibo. I remember that the physical book "Days of Living with a Flight Attendant" has only 16 chapters, but the online version has 72 chapters, and the typesetting on Yang Yunruo's computer follows the physical book. Halfway through the road, Huang Siyang was already shouting under the window: "Brother Yang, Sister is still coming down to eat."

Yang Yunruo looked at the sky outside, it looked like it was more than six o'clock, but in Xiangnan, a small city in the south, the sky was not dark at this time, and the sky was full of burning clouds, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light. After thinking about it, Yang Yunruo put aside the unpleasantness of the afternoon, after all, it was like what Uncle Huang said, under the same roof, how could there be pots and bowls that did not touch. After a little tidying up, lock the door, pull out the key and go downstairs.

Downstairs, Zhou was still sitting at a low round table in the courtyard, his hands roasting meat on a barbecue machine, under the illumination of the remnant sun, he had a different style, Su Qing and Huang Siyang were chatting about something in the corner of the table, laughing like silver bells from time to time, and Huang Uncle Huang Wenbin was stir-frying dishes on the small stove next to him. Yang Yunruo approached, but no one paid attention to him, and he didn't know how to talk, so he was a little embarrassed, so he had to walk up to Uncle Huang and say, "Uncle Huang, I'll help you." ”

"It's okay, young man, you can rest for a while, and you'll be fine in no time. Uncle Huang refused.

"Let's do it with me" Yang Yunruo snatched the spatula and asked him to sit among the women to rest, the two of them are still enemies, so they are a little embarrassed that they can't sit down, so it's better to stir-fry here.

"Cheng, today Uncle will try your craft" Uncle Huang looked at Yang Yunruo and grabbed the spatula and didn't insist, and walked next to his daughter to talk to his daughter.

Yang Yunruo took the spatula and looked at the vegetables burning in the pot, he felt that it was a mistake to go downstairs, it was better to cook it for himself, and he had to cook it for others when he went downstairs. It's just that it's already down, so I have to take out all my skills.

It was easy to make all the dishes next to him into delicious dishes, Yang Yunruo wiped his hands and sat next to Uncle Huang, and Zhou Yi was on the left.

"Come on, come on, these dishes are all ......" Uncle Huang stuck the card and remembered that his daughter told him yesterday that this young man's name was Yang Yunruo. "Yang boy made it, he was stir-frying when I went up yesterday, he is a good guy. ”

"Where, where" Yang Yunruo said modestly, he tasted the dishes copied by Uncle Huang before, and he was not stunned when it came to stir-frying.

"The young man is drinking," Uncle Huang asked Yang Yunruo.

"Thank you, don't drink" Yang Yunruo has been allergic to alcohol since he was a child, and when he drinks alcohol, he will have red acne all over his body.

"It's okay, the beer is not intoxicating" Uncle Huang forced Yang Yunruo to pour a plastic cup of beer, Yang Yunruo looked at this cup of yellow bubbling beer and had a little headache, you said beer, and said that it was not intoxicating, beer is also wine.

"Come on, come on, have a drink" Uncle Huang looked at the silent table and raised his glass a little overwhelmed. "For the sake of all of us to live well in the future, there is no misunderstanding" He couldn't find any good words because his mouth was not very sharp.

"Come" Zhou still raised his wine glass, and pulled Su Qing to raise it too.

"What's the matter, surnamed Yang, you are still not a man" Su Qing raised her wine glass and looked at Yang Yunruo with disdain, although the matter did exist and there was a misunderstanding, but she just felt that it was not pleasing to look at Yang Yunruo.

Yang Yunruo really wanted to say that it is not a man, you try it, but thinking that Su Qing's violence was indeed intentional, he had to silently raise it and touch it, and then drink a little bit gently, which tasted the same as the beer of the previous world, and the taste that he didn't like.

"What about raising fish," Su Qing said dissatisfiedly after drinking a whole cup.

"Eat vegetables first, eat vegetables first" Uncle Huang came to play the round, and he regretted renting the house to these two tenants a little, if it wasn't for making more money, how could he rent out the house back, after all, he was not at home during the day, only his daughter Huang Siyang was at home. It's just that Huang Siyang's illness can be regarded as subsidizing the family by renting it out.

"Come, I'll toast you alone" Su Qing picked up the wine bottle and filled it up, and also poured Yang Yunruo's slightly lower wine glass to the full. "It's kind of an apology for beating you up in the afternoon"

"Let's do it," Su Qing said defiantly.

"Hehe" Yang Yunruo touched the big bag on his head, and continued to take a sip gently, how could the habits he had developed in his previous life be stimulated by you.

Seeing that Yang Yunruo didn't eat oil and salt, Su Qing was angry, but he couldn't think of any good way for a while. I had to clink glasses with Zhou and drink stuffy wine, but I had to pull Yang Yunruo every time I drank a glass, even if Yang Yunruo only drank a small sip, it would cost him eight hundred enemies before.

It is said that the wine table is the best catalyst for feelings, and Yang Yunruo, who was a little drunk, felt a lot more pleasing to the eye when he looked at Zhou Yi and Su Qing, and the anger in his heart slowly dissipated.

.....

It was raining heavily, and the roads were a foot-deep ocean, and the taxis that came and went seemed to be unable to see people's beckoning, whistling by, bringing up bursts of waves. Yang Yunruo took off his coat and propped it on Ouyang Mingyue's head, escorting her and running forward. There are small shops on both sides, but neither of them has any intention of hiding from the rain in this small shop. After all, their love affair has not yet been made public. Like Ouyang Mingyue said, it is not good for Yang Yunruo's career to come out publicly, Yang Yunruo believes Ouyang Mingyue's words, in this circle, Ouyang Mingyue is his senior. If you go in to hide from the rain and be recognized, you have to make it public if you don't make it public.

"I have a house in the front neighborhood that is used as a piano room, so let's go there and hide first. Looking at Yang Yunruo soaking wet, Ouyang Mingyue said.

"Well, this damn rain, I looked at the weather in the morning, didn't I say it wouldn't rain. Yang Yunruo got up and said with a sigh, to help Ouyang Mingyue put on her coat so that the coat could not cover her eyes, and to follow Ouyang Mingyue's speed and slowness, not to let the rain wet her, Yang Yunruo's physical strength was consumed quickly.

"The weather forecast can't be trusted" Ouyang Mingyue enjoyed the rain very much, shrunk under Yang Yunruo's armpits, and let Yang Yunruo help him shelter from the wind and rain, looking like a little bird.

"Hey, I said I would take you out to visit this kind of small commodity store. ”

"There will be a chance in the future"

"Yes, there will be a chance in the future" Yang Yunruo laughed happily, his heart was sweet.

"Come in, come in......," Ouyang Mingyue greeted happily.

When he ran to Ouyang Mingyue's piano room, Yang Yunruo was already soaked all over, and he could step on water from his shoes. Ouyang Mingyue was also soaked except for her head and the part that was covered by Yang Yunruo.

The rain-soaked clothes stick to the body, looking exquisite.

Yang Yunruo swallowed his saliva and said, "Can you take a bath here, you have to take a hot bath quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold." ”

"I'll get you a bath towel first. ”

Yang Yunruo wiped his head with a thick bath towel and wiped the water column on his clothes. The sound of gurgling water in the bathroom crackled against the floor. In the living room, there is a small sofa on one side, a piano on the other, and some other musical instruments next to it. The glass of the balcony is closed, and the sound of the rain hitting the glass seems to be playing a wonderful song.

"I'm alright, you can wash it too. Ouyang Mingyue was wearing a nightgown and wiped her hair and said to Yang Yunruo.

"Ah, I...... All right. "If Yang Yunruo knew the poem 'Clear water comes out of hibiscus, naturally carved', he would definitely praise it like this, but there is no such sentence in this world, Yang Yunruo in his dream wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

"You're so beautiful. Yang Yunruo said.

"Flamboyant tongue" Ouyang Mingyue glanced at Yang Yunruo, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. "Go take a shower. ”

Yang Yunruo put down the bath towel, ran into the bathroom quickly, and took off all his clothes three times and two times, only remembering after taking them off.

"That, Mingyue, which towel do I use?" asked Yang Yunruo as he looked at the towels full of towel racks.

"The white ones are for washing their faces, the pink ones are for bathing, and the yellow ones are for washing their feet......" Ouyang Mingyue counted Yang Yunruo one by one, and couldn't help blushing just by counting. Let Yang Yunruo use white, it doesn't seem appropriate, purple is for his own bath, and yellow is for washing his feet......

"Which one do you like to use, which ......" After speaking, Ouyang Mingyue buried her head on the pillow of the sofa with a loud voice, her face flushed.

It's just that Yang Yunruo asked as if he didn't know, then I use pink.

"This bad guy ......," Ouyang Mingyue scolded through gritted teeth.

"Mingyue, I, my clothes are wet, I can't wear ......" After a while, Yang Yunruo's voice came again.

"I really owe you in my last life. Ouyang Mingyue said softly, but her heart was like a wave rolling, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

"I put my dressing gown in the door."

"Okay. The sound of opening the door, Yang Yunruo looked at the pink nightgown speechlessly, and was entangled for a while, but it is estimated that there are no other clothes that he can wear here.

"Mingyue, I think we can leave some spare clothes here. Yang Yunruo sat close and pulled Ouyang Mingyue's soft little hand.

"I have it," Ouyang Mingyue poured a cup of hot tea for Yang Yunruo.

"I didn't," Yang Yunruo said.

"You don't live here. ”

"I could stay here. ”

Ouyang Mingyue glanced at Yang Yunruo. "Scoundrel. ”

"Hey, hey, hey" Yang Yunruo scratched his head and looked honest.

"Mingyue, do you usually come here to practice singing?" Yang Yunruo stood up and walked to the piano, his fingers gently touching the keys.

"Yes, a person comes here to practice singing, quietly. ”

"Then I'll accompany you later, okay" Yang Yunruo took Ouyang Mingyue by the hand and said softly. He recently learned from Gao Tai and learned a lot of tricks.

"What are you going to do, you won't. Ouyang Mingyue said in disgust.

"You can teach me" Yang Yunruo sat down in front of the piano and looked at Ouyang Mingyue. "If you teach me, I'll do it, but husband and wife are both three-dimensional stars. ”

"Virtue" Ouyang Mingyue nodded Yang Yunruo's forehead, said with a smile, and sat on the other side of the piano chair with his fingers as light as elves, jumping gently. The melodious sound of the piano spreads, and it is like a hot spring, warmly surrounding the two of them.

Not only did the rain come quickly, but the time was short, and the lights outside the window slowly went out one by one. No matter what, time is always moving slowly, the night is getting deeper, and the people who were originally full of vitality have become decadent and have no energy.

"Mingyue, how did you spend tonight" Yang Yunruo secretly looked at the sofa in his heart, and then looked at the only bedroom, and said to Ouyang Mingyue.

"What do you think? Ouyang Mingyue pinched Yang Yunruo's ears and exhaled like an orchid, permeating Yang Yunruo's face.

"Didn't I see that the sofa was too small, I couldn't sleep. Yang Yunruo said with a smile, but his face was also red, and he penetrated the root of his ears.

"Then you sleep on the floor. Ouyang Mingyue said angrily.

"Okay then," Yang Yun said weakly.

"Poof" Looking at Yang Yunruo's loveless expression, Ouyang Mingyue laughed unconsciously. It's just that this is where she lives alone, not only one bed, but also only a quilt and a pillow.

"I think I can still sleep in a bed. Yang Yunruo said.

Gao Tai told him that as a man, he should insist on three points: first, insist, two, shameless, and third, insist on shamelessness. If Yang Yun feels that his face should be thickened, he can't blush at every turn, so that others will think you are naïve.

Ouyang Mingyue glanced at Yang Yunruo, and lay on the bed by herself, covered with the quilt, and closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Mingyue, where do I sleep?"

"Mingyue, I'm here. ”

"Mingyue, I can't sleep without a pillow, I have to have a pillow too. ”

"Mingyue, the pillow is too small, you can only put one head, you can pill my arm. ”

"Bright Moon ......"

"Shut up and sleep. Ouyang Mingyue blushed and pinched Yang Yunruo's waist fiercely, and Yang Yunruo, who was in pain, screamed, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

Where Yang Yunruo was pinched, listening to the slight breathing in his arms, he hugged Ouyang Mingyue tightly, and tossed for a long time, both of them were tired, and when they closed their eyes, it was dawn.

......

The morning sun shines through the window, opening the sleepy closed eyes vividly. Yang Yunruo, who opened his eyes, felt that something was pressing on him, and couldn't help but stretch his legs and straighten his waist.

"Ahh

Yang Yunruo sat at the head of the bed with his red and swollen cheeks on both sides, this year doesn't seem to be the year of his birth, he doesn't need to wear red underwear, besides, he is also wearing red underwear, why don't he ward off evil spirits. It can only be said that the Heavenly Dao of this world is particularly repulsive to him, an outsider, isn't that how the immortal cultivation novel is written. In short, a special decay.

Thinking that he would wake up in the morning, Zhou was still holding his neck, his whole body pressed against him, and one of his legs was clamped. And Su Qing was pressed on his abdomen with his hand. The hand is still pressed against the neck. Yang Yunruo, who had just woken up, felt uncomfortable, but straightened his waist and stretched his legs, which were pressed and unable to move. The two who woke up gave him a slap in the face.

Yang Yunruo was a little confused, and wanted to ask himself, who am I, where am I, and what am I doing.

vaguely seemed to remember that everyone drank high last night, except for the sinister Huang family father and daughter who had been persuading Yang Yunruo and the three of them to drink but didn't drink much, and then it seemed that Zhou Yi and Su Qing came back with him, and he also gave them the key to open the door.

And then how it came, and then I don't know.