After the two duel for a while, Shang Yi kicked Lu Yu.

"Peel the shrimp."

Shang Yi was half-lying on the sofa of Lu Yu's house, holding the pillow he had just used to beat people in his arms, and kicked Lu Yu, who was able to occupy the edge of the sofa.

"You can't peel it yourself, crippled?" Lu Yu blew into the disposable gloves, propped himself up, and put himself on.

Shang Yi put his hand back: "No hand." ”

Lu Yu snorted disdainfully, opened the takeaway box, and the smell of garlic crayfish suddenly floated out.

"Why didn't you say it earlier."

Shang Yi got angry when he thought about it, and was slapped by Lu Yu for the second time.

"You didn't ask." He peeled a shrimp, pinched the shrimp with one hand, followed it with the other hand, and turned around and sent it to Shang Yu's mouth.

Shang Yi opened his mouth and bit Lu Yu's finger by the way.

"Hey, you're a dog?" Lu Yu gasped: "Your biting problem is really brought from childhood to adulthood." ”

"Say you're going to trick me." Shang Yi snorted: "If I don't ask, you won't take the initiative to say." ”

Lu Yu peeled a shrimp and threw it into his mouth: "No." ”

Shang Yi bent his legs and raised his chin: "I want that steaming one." ”

Lu Yu felt a hint of coldness coming from his arm, and glanced over: "Why are your feet so cold, there is a blanket, cover it." ”

"My feet are cold all year round, you don't know." Shang Yi didn't care: "Don't cover it, it's summer." ”

Lu Yu took off his gloves and hooked the thin blanket on the sofa: "I'm afraid of smoking me." ”

"You fart." Shang Yi kicked off the blanket and deliberately stretched his feet forward: "The shower gel I used is fragrant." ”

Shang Yi doesn't like to wear nightdresses, so he wears shorts and short sleeves after taking a shower.

This lift of the foot, the muscles and bones on the back of the ankle are obvious.

Lu Yu had always felt that there was a different kind of sexiness in this place, and he glanced at it and hurriedly looked away.

Raise your arms and push her legs away: "Go aside." ”

Shang Yi snorted twice, found the remote control and turned on the TV, and randomly found a film to put on.

Then he felt that it was too dry to eat like this, and got up from the sofa: "Is there any beer?" ”

"Refrigerator."

"Oh." Shang Yijiao pulled his slippers and walked over to get a beer.

Lu Yu lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, Shang Yu's legs were very beautiful, fair and well-proportioned, with smooth calf lines and slender ankles.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he suddenly felt a little thirsty.

A second before looking away, catch a glimpse of something, and fix your eyes on it.

"Shang Yu."

"Ahh Shang Yi was about to open the refrigerator door, when he heard Lu Yu calling him, he stopped moving: "What's wrong." ”

Lu Yu coughed lightly: "What, your eldest aunt ....."

"What's my aunt ....."

Shang Yi reacted, twisted his upper body to look back, and ran to the sofa again, and covered his face a little embarrassedly after seeing the dark marks on the sofa.

She was like this, but Lu Yu felt a little funny: "What are you embarrassed about, your first time on your period, I bought you all sanitary napkins." ”

Shang Yi glared at him, a little annoyed: "Shut up, don't say anything." ”

Lu Yu knew that women in special periods could not be provoked, so he raised his hands to signal surrender: "There are sanitary napkins in the bathroom, go clean up." ”

Shang Yi hung his head, walked to the bathroom without love, walked two steps and stopped, turned his head and asked him, "How can there be such a thing in your big man's house?" ”

"My mom had a fight with my dad last time, and she came to stay with me for two days and stayed."

Shang Yi nodded: "Oh." ”

When she entered the bathroom, Lu Yu got up, took off his gloves, and changed the sofa cover.

I went to the kitchen again, and the brown sugar he bought last time seemed to have been lost by him, and only ginger was left.

Cut two slices of ginger and take a cup of hot water and soak them.

When the heat rose, Lu Yu muttered in a low voice: "I want to prepare some brown sugar at home." ”