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He looked down from the window of his room and found that the man was still washing his car.

"Hey, are you hungry? I ordered takeaway, how about?"

Shen Yi rolled up his sleeves to wash his car, and raised his head after hearing the sound, "Yes, neither spicy nor onion."

Chen Wuyi has never found that the man looks good, the most important thing is that he still has muscles, which is in line with his aesthetics of men, but he is too white and looks elegant.

"...Well, two servings, by the way, add more green onions and more peppers." Chen Wuyi called a takeaway restaurant that he often eats. Everything in that restaurant is normal, except that the proprietress is from Sichuan, and their peppers are the best. The most spicy and numb.He ate it once, and he could breathe fire, which was enjoyable.

After Shen Yi washed the car, he went to take a shower. When he came out, the takeaway had just arrived, and Chen Wuyi was unpacking the disposable tableware.

"By the way, you probably don't remember my name, my name is Shen Yi." Shen Yi approached, wiping her hair.

"Chen Wuyi." Without raising his head, Chen Wuyi gracefully lifted the plastic cover of the disposable lunch box.

Unexpectedly, the boss was so honest and asked him to add more peppers and green onions, and it turned out to be a thick layer.Even Chen Wuyi, who knows how to eat spicy food, has no idea.

"The hot and sour noodles here are the best in our place. I know you don't like spicy food, so I asked the boss to add a little less for you." Chen Wuyi smiled treacherously.

Shen Yi looked into his eyes, "Won't your conscience hurt?"

Chen Wuyi asked back, "I didn't do anything to offend my conscience, what's so painful about it?"

Shen Yi smiled, and made a hand gesture that Chen Wuyi couldn't understand, "OK, you eat first, I'll get dressed first."

Chen Wuyi was in a good mood, he couldn't help but beat the table and laughed, but because of too much movement, Shen Yi's share was overturned, and Hong Yanyan's hot and sour soup was poured on him.

"Damn!!!" Chen Wuyi yelled out of composure.

The courier brother is fast enough today, and the soup was delivered before it was cold.He felt that he might have been burnt without a layer of skin.

After hearing the voice, Shen Yi came out of the bedroom, took a bag of paper towels, and helped Chen Wuyi clean up the things on his clothes.

"Are you OK?"

Chen Wuyi's painful expression was distorted, "Do you think I'm okay?"

Shen Yi frowned, lifted his clothes and observed the wound carefully.Fortunately, it was just a little red and no bubbles.

He comforted: "It's okay, just apply some medicine."

"...my family doesn't have one."

Shen Yi: ...

"Sit down first, I'll get a towel and give you a cold compress." Shen Yi felt that Chen Wuyi's pitiful appearance made him cute, and couldn't help rubbing his head.

Chen Wuyi felt that being touched on the head felt weird, and gritted his teeth at Shen Yi's back, "Can you touch Dad's head?!"

"If you keep yelling nonsense, you will die of pain." Shen Yi ignored him suddenly falling ill.

Chen Wuyi continued to yell while taking off his clothes and pants: "Wow, you are so cold-blooded!"

When Shen Yi returned with a towel, he saw a naked body lying on a chair.

"You are so slow." The fruit body adjusted its lying position.

Shen Yi's eyes darkened, and he threw the towel on Guo's body, "Why are you taking off your clothes, please enjoy it."

Chen Wuyi caught the towel that was thrown over, and put the towel on the wound, "Where is it, there are still underwear." Putting the towel on the wound, he found it was a little smaller, "One more, it's not enough."

Shen Yi gave him a stupid smile, "Stupid, the towels are folded, it's enough for you to spread them out."

Chen Wuyi did as he did, and found that he was indeed stupid, but he was still unwilling to admit it, "Old horses sometimes stumble."

Shen Yi smiled and said nothing, and came over to help him put the clothes into the clothes box.After a long meal, my stomach growled so much that I didn't like it anymore.But thinking about the class in the afternoon, skipping meals will affect the spirit of class, and he doesn't want to leave a bad impression on the teacher in the first class.

Shen Yi asked him, "Is there anything to eat at your house?"

Chen Wuyi was lying on the chair and playing with his mobile phone, "No, I don't have the appetite to eat this, so I'll give it to you."

Shen Yi looked at the fruit body in front of him, and was speechless, "Put on some clothes, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

"Hmph, what do men wear, everyone~same~"

Shen Yi was speechless, so she could only change the subject and say, "That portion is yours in the first place, so you should eat it. Let me see if there is anything in your refrigerator."