She almost thought that he was going to return to Zhao, but he said, "It's not because I don't like it that I don't spray." Last time, Yuan Jing said that my spraying method was wrong, and then I checked, there were many explanations, and in the end I didn't know what the correct spraying method was. ”

"So you don't squirt?"

"Hmm." He handed the perfume to her, "How do you spray them?" ”

You Xuezhen couldn't cry or laugh, she never expected it to be such a simple reason.

"There's really no uniform rule for this, I think you can spray as much as you want...... This is my usual spraying method, you can follow this. ”

She lifted the lid, intending to spray herself on her. But she had already sprayed perfume before going out, and it would be too strong to do it again, so Meng Shilong's father and grandma would smoke them later......

"Come over here, I'll spray you."

She beckoned him to come closer, took his hand and sprayed his wrist bone twice, instructing him to rub behind his ear.

"I usually spray my wrist twice and then apply it behind my ear, and oh, in addition to the wrist bone, one of the places where I am more scheming is that I also spray the tips of my fingers."

She added two more sprays to her fingertips, then motioned for him to wipe them away.

Meng Shilong listened to her instructions and rubbed his hands, his posture was very standard, as if she had just sprayed disinfectant alcohol.

You Xuezhen held her forehead: "It's not like this, you have to spread it like a nutrient oil." ”

He wondered, "Applying nutritional oil?" ”

Belch...... Forget that Meng Shilong is not a person who knows how to do hand care at all.

She went straight to the demonstration, and the pads of her thumb and index finger clamped the cover of his index finger and wiped it gently: "Like this." ”

His nails were cleanly trimmed, and the white moon on the covers of his fingers was like the moon that had just risen in the night sky, a very full shape.

She unconsciously looked down at his nails, and he looked down at her, she was so engrossed that her excessively long bangs hung down, and she didn't care if she shook her eyes.

His hand, which wasn't caught by her, lifted it lightly and pushed the strand of hair behind her ear.

The movement was very light, and You Xuezhen didn't react to his touch, she only felt the itching of her ears, and she was the first to perceive a different perfume smell invading the back of her ear.

She looked up in a panic, and Meng Shilong looked down at her: "My hair has slipped down." ”

"Oooh...... Thank you. ”

She let go of his fingertips and subconsciously brushed her hair again, and noticed that the smell behind her ears was even stronger—the smell that had been smeared on his fingertips had caused her to be stained with the same smell. Slowly, mixed with the scent of her own perfume.

"By the way, there's also this place that will spray a little bit too." You Xuezhen nodded his collarbone this time, not daring to touch it again, "Usually I paint these places, but if I wear a skirt, I will still ......"

She babbled, stopping abruptly.

He asked, "What else will happen?" ”

It also sprays the thighs.

She realized that the second half of the sentence immediately braked, and said: "It's nothing, I'll spray my knees when I wear a skirt, and I don't need to wear pants like if you wear pants." ”

Finally, she sprayed a few more times in the air, allowing Meng Shilong to walk around in the air.

The scent quickly enveloped him.

You Xuezhen inhaled softly and quietly, smelling the smell coming from his body-

That's from the perfume she picked.

His hair, behind his ears, his shoulders and neck, his collarbones, his wristbones, his fingers, and some of them were tangled around her fingertips and behind her ears.

With a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart, she put on the lid of the perfume and said slowly: "This smell is really suitable for you, just spray it in this way in the future." ”

He said yes.

"I'm not forcing you, if you really don't like the taste, forget it."

He quickly said, "Yes." ”

Those two simple words don't sound like just perfume.

You Xuezhen stammered: "That...... So it's better to ask you what you like as a gift beforehand, otherwise you always have to worry about whether you really like it. ”

I thought he had the same attitude this time, but unexpectedly, he leaned slightly closer to her direction.

The smell has become stronger.

He asked, "Can you really just say what gift I want?" ”

"Of course, I don't always let you say it directly."

"You'll give it to me?"

You Xuezhen was ashamed: "That's right! ”

She was very confident that Meng Shilong would not open his mouth or ask for any embarrassing gifts. What can a person who just thoughtfully said that he didn't want anything to ask excessively?

"That's what you said." Meng Shilong stared at her tightly, "That'...... Hang out with me tomorrow? ”

You Xuezhen thought, look, he's really too good at talking.

"That's it? You're fooling yourself. Is this a gift? ”

He hummed slowly, closer than he had been.

"It's not the kind of hanging out with friends."

You Xuezhen was stunned.

"It's a date."

The smell wrenched her.

You Xuezhen got up from the sofa and said to him: "I seem to have sprayed you a little too much perfume just now......

She hurriedly got up from the couch and walked to the window, pushed open the window to let in the cold air, and casually looked down to see two figures walking in the direction of the store.

One of them is Meng Shilong's grandmother, and the other person should be Meng Shilong's father, who she had seen in the store before.

She breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to Meng Shilong and said, "They're back!" ”

Meng Shilong followed him to the window and looked, but he was not fooled by her, and asked, "Do you agree?" ”

You Xuezhen said confidently: "Now is not the time to talk about this!" She straightened her back and pulled out her phone to check her hair and makeup like a soldier waiting for a review.

Meng Shilong stared at her prepared appearance and smiled, "Don't be so nervous. ”

In fact, this nervousness was mixed with the "gift" he asked for just now, and she was a little overwhelmed.

She had misjudged him at all.

You Xuezhen said vaguely: "You want to leave a good impression......"

He reached out and pinched her straight shoulder: "Relax, Grandma doesn't need to say anything." Old beans will like you too. ”

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because there is a word called love house and wu."

…… How did this person turn around and confess anytime and anywhere after he got his senses?

You Xuezhen glared at him not very fiercely: "Wait a minute, don't talk nonsense in front of your father and grandma!" ”

He didn't answer.

"Why don't you speak? Disagree?! ”

"You're cute when you stare at people." He was still laughing, "I want you to look at me like this for a little longer." ”

“…… Nerves. ”

You Xuezhen subconsciously wanted to stare at him even more, reacted slowly and half a beat, quickly turned her eyes away, and heard Meng Shilong's uncontrollable chuckle.

“……”

A few minutes later, You Xuezhen quickly put on a well-behaved mask for herself, and greeted Grandma and Meng Shilong's father, saying that she was here to make noodles for Grandma and to eat a dinner with Meng's father's craftsmanship.

One sentence made the two elders listen very comfortably. Especially Meng Shilong's father, she would have worried that he was serious, but just after a meal, she completely dispelled this idea.

Dad Meng and Meng Shilong have the same cold and handsome faces, and they don't look very close to people, but the personalities of the two are simply the same. At the dinner table, neither he nor Meng Shilong answered in Cantonese, and occasionally corrected himself immediately after habitually bursting a sentence in Cantonese. Even the grandmother, who doesn't speak much Mandarin, indirectly popped out a few vernacular words.

After eating, You Xuezhen realized that she could understand everything that was being said at the table. They talked about food, chatted about anger, talked about Meng's father's newly cut hair, and talked about how Meng Shilong always couldn't go out in the middle of the night lately.

You Xuezhen buried her face in the bowl with a weak heart.

Meng Shilong glanced at her and lied without changing his face: "Recently, I feel very comfortable running in the middle of the night. ”

Meng Dad was puzzled: "Midnight in winter? ”

Meng Shilong continued to keep his face unchanged: "It's the same as winter swimming." ”

Dad Meng accepted this statement and said thoughtfully: "No wonder you have been in good spirits lately, and you have gotten up earlier in the morning than before." ”

You Xuezhen's head was buried even lower.

After the meal, she took the initiative to ask Ying and Meng Shilong to take care of the cleaning work, and just after washing two plates, Meng Shilong blasted her away and asked her to rest.

In the living room, Meng Dad and Grandma were watching a movie, and the two finally switched to talking in Cantonese in private, You Xuezhen didn't plan to bother, and walked silently behind the sofa, and the only place that could go was Meng Shilong's room.

She stood at the door of the room with the door wide open, hesitated, and finally walked in silently, but only stopped at the doorway.

This is very different from the room on Hong Kong Island, the former is still vaguely a boy's room, and she will not feel uncomfortable even if she walks in. And here, it's the single bed that he sleeps in every day, which is a whole size bigger, and no longer has Anpanman's pure white sheets printed on it. On the left hand side of the door was a desk, neatly organized — a camera they had bought together, a one-liter sports drinking glass, a radio of the same model as hers, and two jars of jam, one for blueberries and one for strawberries. Several cooking books are piled on top of each other, and at the top is a copy of "Amateur Radio Communication".

She had also bought the book, which should now be on the shelves of her hometown.

You Xuezhen turned the book nostalgically, and on a random page, there were traces of black pen strokes - enough to prove how serious the person reading this book is.

No wonder I got my certificate in such a short time...... You Xuezhen flipped a few more pages back, denser than the class notes she took in her junior year of high school.

She embarrassedly shoved the book back and looked up.

Diagonally opposite the desk is a floor-to-ceiling hanger with several thick winter coats, one of which stands out.

You Xuezhen is very familiar with this - she dialed this confirmation, it is the coat she picked out for him at the beginning, and he hasn't seen him wear it since that shooting, and she thought it was pressed to the bottom of the box.

However, this coat has one more detail that has not been seen before.

You Xuezhen's gaze looked at her left chest in a daze-

The little fox badge that he groped for in the secret room and took back, and after piercing his palm, she gave him by chance, impartially, was kept by him, pinned to the heart.

*

When You Xuezhen returned to the kitchen, Meng Shilong was already cleaning the last plate, and asked casually, "What's wrong?" ”