Later, Lu Mingren inadvertently mentioned it, saying that Shang Yi might prefer maturity.

Lu Yu was not convinced, he thought he was not naïve.

Lu Mingren sneered at the time, and mercilessly let him face the reality: "When Xi Jin was born, you and I didn't even know where we were, just the five or six years of salt he ate more than us, your maturity was not as good as his." ”

If it was only because of other characteristics that Shang Yi liked Xi Jin, then Lu Yu still had a chance to correct it, but there was a difference of five or six years in between, how could he catch up?

After Shang Yi listened to Lu Yu's explanation, she only felt distressed and funny, she never thought that Lu Yu would silently think about so many things by himself, but he didn't dare to ask her in person.

Lu Yu saw that Shang Yi didn't speak, just stared at him, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to continue to lower his head.

Shang Yi noticed that Lu Yu's hair was still wet, and just now the two of them were patronizing and talking, and Shang Yi also forgot about it.

She raised her hand and touched it, a little reproachful: "What about the hair dryer?" ”

Lu Yu lowered his head and pointed to a place casually.

Shang Yi was about to walk over and come over with a hair dryer to blow his hair, but he was stopped by Lu Yu: "Forget it, don't blow it, it'll be dry in a while." ”

"You don't know how cold it is in the mountains, do you?" Shang Yi slapped his hand away and walked over to get a hair dryer.

Shang Yi let Lu Yu sit on the chair, and she stood in front of him leaning on the dressing table and blowing his hair.

With tender fingers running through his hair, and the sound of a hair dryer buzzing in his ears, Lu Yu only felt that the atmosphere at this moment was warm and warm.

He put his hand around Shang Yu and reached out, propped up the table, and encircled her in his arms.

The little fragrance suit that Shang Yi was wearing today was a little close-fitting, and Lu Yu looked at the little man's waist that was close at hand, and moved his fingers.

After a while, he moved his hand again, wanting to wrap his arms around Shang Yu's waist, but as soon as he lifted it, the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Lu Yu immediately put his hand back and kept his head down.

Shang Yi touched Lu Yu's hair again, and it was all dry: "Okay." ”

Lu Yu was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, he let out a low "oh" and leaned back.

From Shang Yi's angle, you can just see the hair on the top of Lu Yu's head, circled from the inside out, which is quite cute.

Seeing that Lu Yu didn't speak for a long time, Shang Yi reached out and poked his cheek.

Lu Yu didn't speak, nor did he hide, let her poke him.

"Why don't you speak?"

Lu Yu ignored it.

Shang Yi continued to poke: "Huh? ”

Lu Yu threw away a sentence at this time: "I don't know what to say." ”

Shang Yi also fell silent.

For a moment, there was no sound in the house except for the sound of the mountain wind blowing and the windows creaking.

Lu Yu felt the quiet atmosphere in the room, and began to reflect on himself in his heart, shouldn't he have forced Shang Yi so hard?

You have to give her a little time to digest, don't you?

If you are in a hurry, the little head that has been hooked up with great difficulty will retract into the shell and not accept him at that time, and it will be worth the loss.

Thinking so, Lu Yu collected his emotions and was about to raise his head, when Shang Yi held his face.

Shang Yi possessed, held Lu Yu's face, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips: "How do you know, I won't understand your feelings?" ”

"As much as you like me, I like you too."