I Just Came to Borrow a Light Chapter 37:

A little kiss has touched my heart...

When Yuan Wu was leaning down, Lin Chengbu felt that his brain was probably vomited and shriveled, but such a sentence sounded, and because the singing was too high, he almost sang along.

Fortunately, Yuan Wu's lips fell in time, and the song came to an end.

But not at all.

The kiss almost hit him **** the mouth. If it weren't for the excitement, he wouldn't be able to care about anything. He wanted to stop and warn Yuan Wu that it was easy to break his teeth like this.

Apart from the kiss on the car, this was the first time Lin Chengbu had experienced what a kiss was like when Yuan Wu took the initiative.

Completely different feeling.

It doesn't look like the indifferent Yuan Wu in Lin Chengbu's impression at all.

It is estimated that he drank the lemonade he had prepared and put in the refrigerator. Yuan Wu's kiss had the fragrance of lemon, which made people comfortable and relaxing, but in contrast to this idle fragrance, the tip of his tongue felt like a Siege is the same as domineering.

Lin Chengbu didn't know if it was because he was really a little flower, or because he had never experienced a kiss like Yuan Wu.

He feels a little dizzy.

The tongue has no power to bind the afternoon.

Breathing is quite strong, he can hear it himself, thick and fast, not like a patient at all, but Yuan Wu's breathing is much smoother than his.

Hands are also steady.

When he first touched Yuan Wu's clothes, Yuan Wu's hand was already down.

"Rely on..." Lin Chengbu felt that he couldn't slow down any longer, and he quickly reached out his hand.

The stability of Yuan Wu was finally disrupted, and Lin Chengbu heard his heavy breathing.

……

"Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?" Lin Chengbu lay on the bed, still breathing a little.

"Do you turn on the air conditioner on the heating day?" Yuan Wu sat up to get out of bed, "Heating or air conditioning?"

"Air-conditioning, I'm a little hot," Lin Chengbu turned his head to look at him, "Where are you going?"

"Take a shower." Yuan Wu got out of bed and turned on the bedroom light.

"Aren't you?" Lin Chengbu quickly turned to him twice, reaching out to pull him, but to no avail, "Oh shit, dizzy."

"Two more turns and you can go to the toilet and vomit for another round," Yuan Wu put a finger in his palm, "Why?"

Lin Chengbu grabbed his hand and closed his eyes: "Isn't it a bit too ruthless to leave after raising your pants?"

"That's what I said," Yuan Wu looked at him, "Those who didn't know thought I gave you."

Lin Chengbu's eyes opened a slit to stare at him, and it took a long time before he said, "You want to **** me?"

"I didn't think about it in detail." Yuan Wu said, drawing his hands.

Lin Chengbu grabbed him and didn't let go: "I'll be bored for a while."

Yuan Wu didn't make a sound, and watched him for a long time without moving, as if he didn't know what to do.

"Hey," Lin Chengbu sighed, grabbed his hand and kissed the back of his hand, "Go take a shower."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu turned and walked out of the bedroom.

I don't know if this shower head of Lin Chengbu's house has been modified or not. There are two large sprinklers on top, and when they are turned on, they spray water at the same time.

Yuan Wu stood in the middle, feeling like it was raining heavily, and couldn't keep his eyes open.

But it was quite comfortable with his eyes closed. He lowered his head against the wall, and the water covering his face wrapped his body, making the pores on his body open with warmth.

The feeling of being at a loss slowly disappeared.

That's right, I'm at a loss.

When Lin Chengbu said "I'll be tired again".

He didn't know how to get rid of boredom at this moment, although he knew that he would definitely disappoint Lin Chengbu if he was so stunned, especially when he was still ill.

But he really... doesn't know what to do.

Yuan Wu felt that he was very sad and did not know how to accept or pay.

Lin Chengbu just doesn't understand enough, or he hasn't been able to get close, so he can still persevere. Once he slowly realizes that after a long time, it should be a natural thing to give up.

When he returned to the bedroom, Lin Chengbu had already fallen asleep. It was estimated that he simply packed up, changed his clothes, and fell asleep on the pillow.

He turned off the light, sat on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at Lin Chengbu through the light from the window.

Lin Chengbu's face was lighted back, so he couldn't see clearly, only the sound of his slow breathing could be heard.

Yuan Wu stretched out his hand and put it on his back, feeling the ups and downs of his breathing.

This feeling is inexplicably reassuring.

Yuan Wu closed his eyes.

As soon as Lin Chengbu opened his eyes in the morning, his eyes were full of brightness, and a ray of sunlight poured in from the cracks in the curtains fell on his face.

He usually pulls the curtains tightly... Maybe Yuan Wu opened it.

Yuan noon?

After Lin Chengbu reacted, he quickly touched his side, empty.

Go away?

He sat up straight with a carp, and within a second another squid fell back on the pillow, dizzy.

In just two seconds, the sweat broke down from my body.

After resting for a while and calming down, Lin Chengbu slowly sat up again, slowly got out of bed, and slowly put on slippers, in a posture of an elderly person with weak legs and feet He walked slowly to the bedroom door.

When he opened the door, he saw Yuan Wu.

Suddenly I felt a sense of relief.

The bedroom door faces the kitchen, and he can see Yuan Wuzheng with his back to this side, busy standing in front of the stove.

Millet porridge.

He could smell it, and he could smell it was mashed millet porridge.

Yuan Wu took out a few eggs from the refrigerator and a bowl, apparently ready to beat eggs.

Lin Chengbu looked at the number of eggs and the size of the bowl, and knew that the egg would definitely not be opened, but he didn't say anything, just leaned against the door and looked at Yuan Wu.

Yuan Wu is making breakfast for him. I don't know if the sun will come out in the south. I don't know if I can see it again in my life. He has to enjoy it quietly.

Although Yuan Wu's visual ability is not good, his movements are surprisingly handsome.

Lin Chengbu felt that Yuan Wu should be in a good mood. When he picked up an egg, it was not an ordinary method. He picked it up and threw it in the air, then turned around and caught it with his other hand behind his back.

He used to see this move often when he was bartending at Yuan Noon. He never thought that playing with eggs could be so beautiful.

Eggs, bowls, chopsticks, all flew through the air and landed in his hands.

But then there is no beauty.

After Yuan Wu beat all the eggs into the bowl, he realized that the bowl wasn't big enough. Maybe because he was too lazy, he didn't change the bowl, but forcibly started stirring in the bowl that was almost full.

Lin Chengbu wanted to help out a few times after seeing it. If it was him, he would be able to wipe the floor in the kitchen for a week if he beat the eggs and let Master see it once.

However, although the egg was beaten for a long time, it was still the same, and even spilled on the chopping board, Yuan Wu didn't seem to mind, and after stirring for a while, he put the bowl down.

Appears to be ready to steam eggs.

Lin Chengbu felt that this person might have grown so big that he didn't know what it was like to beat eggs.

But since this is Yuan Wu cooking for him, he must hold back and not interfere.

He wants to eat the original Yuanwu flavor.

Even if it's dark cooking.

Yuan Wu put a bowl full of eggs into the steamer.

Lin Chengbu stared at him and put the pot on the stove, then opened the fire, opened his mouth and controlled it without making a sound.

Water, uncle, don't you put water when you steam things!

Lin Chengbu gritted his teeth and decided to sacrifice a pot.

However, when the pot began to take risks, Yuan Wu reacted, grabbed the pot and threw it into the sink, then turned on the faucet.

Lin Chengbu was a little speechless, all six eggs were useless.

"Fuck!" Yuan Wu cursed while holding the edge of the pool with his hand.

Lin Chengbu felt that he probably couldn't enjoy it any longer. He could already hear the impatience in Yuan Wu's voice.

Just as he was about to walk over, Yuan Wu turned around and shouted, "Lin Chengbu!"

"Hey!" Lin Cheng jumped, "Come, come, come... I'll come, I'll come, I'll come..."

"You don't need to come," Yuan Wu looked at him and pointed to the sofa, "Just sit there and tell me how to do it."

"Oh," Lin Cheng walked to the sofa, hesitantly sat down, "six eggs need to use that big bowl, the blue one."

Yuan Wu nodded, went to the cupboard to get the big blue bowl, stopped when he was about to go to the refrigerator to get the eggs, turned his head and narrowed his eyes: "How long have you been out?"

"Just..." Lin Chengbu cleared his throat, "Just came out."

"You just came out, did you know that I put six eggs?" Yuan Wu said.

"Hey, it's not civilized at all," Lin Chengbu was a little embarrassed, and cleared his throat again, "I'm just... I'm just... I'm just... Hey, I speak my mother tongue, I just watch it. I want to see what you cook for me."

Yuan Wu looked at him for a while, then took out six more eggs from the refrigerator: "I'm not afraid that I will burn your house."

"No," Lin Chengbu smiled, "and...you cook very handsome."

Yuan Wu didn't say a word, didn't play with flowers anymore, he honestly knocked the eggs into the bowl one by one, and then turned around: "How can I pick the eggs so high that they don't spill out?"

"So you know how to beat eggs..." Lin Chengbu smiled, "I thought you didn't know, but you don't need to pick too high, just pick whatever you want, the frequency is faster, a little… ...patient."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu glanced at him, turned around and started beating eggs.

It's okay to listen to the sound, it's much better than just the mess.

Lin Chengbu leaned on the sofa and looked at his back. Yuan Wu was a little thin, but he was very tall when standing against the light. Lin Chengbu probed over to the sofa, so that he could see Yuan Wu was arrested. The legs are blocked by the platform.

Straight and long.

"What then?" Yuan Wu turned around.

"Put a little water and a little salt," Lin Chengbu looked at his waist, and even had the feeling of grabbing the two hands on Yuan Wu's waist last night, "then... there is a Strainer and strain into another bowl."

"Why filter? It's so troublesome." Yuan Wu frowned.

"Egg tendons and those bubbles," Lin Chengbu said, "or the taste is not good enough."

Yuan Wu frowned and fiddled with what he said for a long time: "And then? Steamed?"

"There is a small steaming pot in the cupboard, which can almost steam three servings, let's put it in." Lin Chengbu said.

"Do I have to bring a tray to serve you food after steaming?" Yuan Wu still frowned, "This big bastard, you should bring an apprentice."

But that's what he said, he still completed all the steps according to Lin Chengbu's request. Pour the egg mixture into the steaming pot, cover with plastic wrap, tie the eyes, steam on high heat and simmer on low heat, soy sesame oil Seasoned onion.

"You still have green onions in your refrigerator?" Yuan Wu sighed with emotion.

"I got it from the back kitchen," Lin Chengbu said with a smile, "I feel like it's tasteless when I cook the noodles, but a little green onion will make it fragrant immediately."

"Is this all right?" Yuan Wu bent down and smelled it, "It's quite fragrant."

"Wait for me to wash up." Lin Chengbu jumped up from the sofa and ran to the bathroom, shaking before taking two steps.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Happy." Lin Chengbu answered simply, his voice cheerful.

When he came out after washing up, Yuan Wu had already put the food and tableware on the table.

Lin Chengbu went over happily and looked at it: "The millet porridge is really mushy."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu took a spoon and pressed down the battered millet that had been turned up.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.

"I don't care if I don't see it," Yuan Wu said. He took a small bowl and scooped it out in front of him. "Let's make do with it, I'm at this level."

"It's great," Lin Chengbu sat down, picked up the bowl and took a sip, "really, it's great."

"Too fake," Yuan Wu also put a bowl for himself, then picked out the batter in the bowl and tasted it, "Do you have any sugar here?"

"Yes," Lin Chengbu brought him candy, "It's so fragrant without the sugar, it's all spit out as soon as you put it on."

"You take care of me," Yuan Wu scooped up the sugar and stirred it up, "Is this paste taste good without sugar?"

"I can drink it, I've already had several mouthfuls." Lin Chengbu said.

"What's the smell..." Yuan Wu sighed.

"Happy." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu didn't speak, he lowered his head and drank a mouthful of millet porridge.

But Lin Chengbu was really happy. Although his face was still a little pale and he looked tired, his eyes were quite bright.

"Seriously, I didn't expect you to make this for me." Lin Chengbu reached out and pinched the tips of his fingers, "I knew I would have said I wanted to eat roast duck and roast goose."

"That's good," Yuan Wu glanced at him. "It's easier for me to make a phone call to order food. The egg custard and millet porridge are too cheap and I made them myself."

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word, he almost choked while eating.

"Are you feeling better today?" Yuan Wu reluctantly drank a bowl of millet porridge and put down his chopsticks.

"It's ready." Lin Chengbu began to eat the second egg custard.

"Okay?" Yuan Wu looked at him, "I almost fell."

"Isn't that a bit false, yesterday was too much consumption." Lin Chengbu said.

"Oh..." Yuan Wu replied, "It consumes too much."

Lin Chengbu took a few more bites before he came to his senses. He raised his head and saw a smile on Yuan Wu's lips.

"No," Lin Chengbu pointed at him, "what do you mean."

"It doesn't make any sense, what you said," Yuan Wu leaned back on the back of the chair, "It consumes too much."

"I mean, I'm sick, and the consumption of vomiting and diarrhea is too much!" Lin Chengbu poured all the millet porridge in the pot into his bowl, "Of course...then it consumes a lot..."

"It's a big young man," Yuan Wu curled his lips, "it's exhausted after just a handful."

Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, put down his chopsticks, and stared at him: "In three days, do you dare to say this again?"

"What," Yuan Wu stood up and moved his arms, "Want to fight?"

"Fuck you." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu was stunned for a long time before turning his face: "So vulgar."

"Never elegant," Lin Chengbu said while clearing the table after finishing his bowl of millet porridge, "I'll tell you Yuan Wu, I'm sick, if you dare to say it again, I'll do it on the spot. you."

"Ouch," Yuan Wu laughed, "it scared me to death."

"It's good to know you're afraid!" Lin Chengbu glared at him and took the bowl to wash.

Yuan Wu followed and pushed him aside while pulling his sleeves: "I'll come, don't you use it up, don't smash the bowl."

"If you cook, I will wash the dishes. If I cook, you will wash the dishes." Lin Chengbu turned on the faucet and began to wash the dishes. "Usually couples make this arrangement."

Yuan Wu sighed and leaned beside him without speaking.

Lin Chengbu glanced at him after washing two bowls: "I'll just talk about it casually and take advantage of it. I won't talk about it if you don't like it."

"It's not that I don't like listening to it." Yuan Wu said.

"What is that?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Nothing." Yuan Wu was a little helpless.

"Then you don't speak." Lin Chengbu said.

"I just don't know what to say." Yuan Wu wiped the water splashed on his face, paused for a while and then sighed, "Xiaohua..."

Lin Chengbu suddenly raised his head and pointed at him.

"Small steps." Yuan Wu changed his words.

"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know what to say," Yuan Wu took a glass next to him, and turned it quickly in his hand, from the palm to the back of his hand, and then tossed it back to the palm of his hand, "I think I want to talk about it..."

Lin Chengbu finished washing the dishes in silence, cleaned them up, wiped his hands, and stood in front of him: "I know what you want to say."

"Really." Yuan Wu still lowered his head and played with the cup.

"Don't say it," Lin Chengbu's voice suddenly became hoarse, he paused, poured a glass of water in his hand and took two sips, and when he spoke again, he was still a little hoarse, "I really know, so don't I said it."

The movement of Yuan Wu's hands stopped.

"I can tell the difference between what I'm doing physically and what I'm thinking," Lin Chengbu looked at him, "I can tell the difference, it won't be confused."

Yuan Wu didn't speak, raised his hand to hold his face, rubbed it hard, turned and walked away.

"Yuan Wu," Lin Chengbu touched his face, "I'll ask you."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.

"That... thing last night," Lin Chengbu turned around and leaned against the sink, "did you think about it, or did you just want to comfort me?"

"Don't think too much about this," Yuan Wu sat on the sofa, resting his elbows on his knees, looking at the TV screen that was not on, "I just wanted to do it when I saw you, but you said you were a little flower, I guess you... just changed it to masturbation."

"...Ah," Lin Chengbu was speechless for a while, "Ah."

"You go to hang water later, I will accompany you." Yuan Wu said.

"Ah," Lin Chengbu responded, and after a while, he seemed to regain his senses, "Really?"

"Really, there's something real or fake in hanging with you, I'm fine." Yuan Wu said.

"No," Lin Cheng stepped in front of him and stopped between him and the TV, "I meant to do that."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu looked up at him, "Well, yes."

"That's right, that's all right," Lin Chengbu laughed and scratched his head, "Have you read novels, right? You've been a fake writer for so long..."

"What do you want to say?" Yuan Wu interrupted him.

"Do it!" Lin Chengbu clapped his hands, "It can also lead to love over time!"