Du Yan's family lives on the sixth floor, about 100 square meters, and the layout is a standard two-bedroom, one-living room plus study.

The room is gray, and even the wooden floor is iron black.

It's clean, even a little empty, like a place where people with a cleanliness habit live.

After entering the room, I changed into cloth slippers, washed my hands, and asked him, "Yan Da, where do I paint, the living room or the study?"

He poured two glasses of water, "There are too many things in the living room and study."

"Oh, I'm not bothering you, am I?"

"Don't bother. But I have to take a shower first, I have a cleanliness."

My head started to sweat a little, and I thought for a while and said, "You wash it first, you are... the leader."

Du Yan nodded, took off his shirt casually, and went into the bathroom, where there was the sound of splashing water.

Although I have taken a bath in the past, the sound of the water sounded strange this time. I absent-mindedly sketched for a while and drank several glasses of water.

The sound of water stopped, and Du Yan came out wiping his wet and messy hair.

He changed into a black v-neck home jacket, looking much younger than in the company.The eyelashes contained water drops, and the figure was handsome and handsome, with a hint of laziness, like a pure black male cat.

My gaze involuntarily slid from the tight waistline all the way to his flat face...

"There are new tooth refreshing bath towels in it."

He waved at me and brought me back to my senses, "Remember to take off your shoes when you take a shower."

Why doesn't this scumbag wear plastic shoes!

I walked into the bathroom with clean clothes in my arms, picked up a pink toothbrush that was exactly the same style as his, and put it in my mouth with disgust.

After washing, take off your sweatshirt.

Suddenly, in the bathroom mirror, I saw a bruise on my waist.No wonder I felt pain at the time, Sister Yuewu's hands were really cruel.

I took off my cloth shoes, stepped barefoot on the cobblestone paved ground, took a shower at the speed of light, dried it, and dressed it perfectly, and then the water vapor rushed out.

The whole process is done in one go.

He took a look at me, and said with a fake smile: "Qing Shui, you are quite dedicated."

"Hehe, is it overtime after all?"

"Working overtime, do you need to wear a shirt and trousers when you come to my house to work overtime!"

Du Zha tore off his hypocritical smile, and stretched out his claws to grab my shirt collar, "You can't wear this!"

"Why?"

"Because I have a cleanliness addiction, cleanliness includes not wanting to see any work clothes at home!"

A scent of citrus mixed with tobacco hit my face. I stretched out my hand and felt that my whole arm was numb from the dregs.

Who knew that cleanliness included this!

While picking up the cushion to block the mad cat that was pounced on me, I rushed to the backpack and took out the gray home clothes I was planning to wear to sleep in front of me, "Okay, I'll change my career! Let's change now!"

Crazy Cat finally calmed down.

After I changed my clothes and came out, Du Scum nodded in satisfaction.

Then he showed a harmless smile, "Qingshui, I haven't fulfilled the friendship of a landlord, but I'm still used to living here?"

Pfft, my mouthful of blood.

I put on the hat on my home clothes and concentrate on drawing.

Du Yan took out a copy of "Walden Lake" and leaned on the thick fabric sofa to read it.

In fact, I seriously doubt whether Du Zha can understand this book. If he can understand Thoreau's quiet and peaceful state of mind in a solitary life away from the hustle and bustle, he should not be so irritable.

Walking alone is not lonely, this is the truth that I have been learning for the past five years.

"Have you read this book?" He suddenly raised his eyes and asked me.

I hummed.

"Do you like Walden Pond?"

I thought about it, "Walden Pond is in Concord, America, not far from Boston. I checked."

He hooked the corners of his lips, "That's what I like. We can go together when we have time."

I didn't know what to say for a while, I lowered my head and continued to draw my manuscript, a thin layer of sweat broke out in the palm of my hand.

As I was painting, something bloody happened.

It was suddenly dark all around.

Power outage again! ?

Du Yan let out a long sigh in the darkness, "Oh, I seem to have forgotten to pay the electricity bill!"

"What about the manuscript?"

"Manuscript? By the way, the boss called me when you were taking a shower just now, saying that there is no rush for this issue of the manuscript."

Now I have the heart to strangle this scum, "Why didn't you say it earlier, I can go home and sleep without working overtime."

He coughed condescendingly: "Qing Shui, I thought you loved this job very much."

I……

"Yan Da, it seems that you can pay the electricity bill online, I'll help you."

"My electricity bill must be paid with a card."

I……

A hand reached out in the dark and patted my shoulder, "Go, go to sleep."

I was a little night blind, so I stood up in the dark speechlessly, and vaguely saw the eyes of the scum on the opposite side shining, brighter than the eyes of a kitten.

This slag must not eat less carrots.

"Yanda, may I ask which room is the guest room?" I leaned on the wall and walked forward.

"There are no guest rooms."

"Oh, I mean, which bedroom do I sleep in?"

"My house has only one bedroom."

"The other one that looks like a bedroom..."

"It's also a study."

Does this scum love reading so much?

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa."

"No, I'm a clean freak."

He has all kinds of weird cleanliness, doesn't pay electricity bills, and doesn't have a bedroom. Why on earth does he invite people to his house! !

I staggered, an arm stretched out from my waist, and I bumped into a warm body.

Du Zha helped me to the side of the bed. The window in the bedroom was so big that I could finally see things in the room clearly.

Then he drew the curtains.

I lay down carefully against one side of the bed, took off my glasses, and felt the soft mattress beside me suddenly sink, and a burst of body fragrance wafted over.

Du Zha turned over and said to the back of my head, "I'm going to work tomorrow morning, just close the door when you leave."

"Oh." I hesitated and didn't say to go out with him.

"Good night Shimizu."

"……Good night."

His soothing breathing slowly floated in my ears, inexplicably making my throat hot.

Not feeling sleepy, I closed my eyes and counted sheep with my arm on my pillow.

When I counted to one thousand, 310 and four, a hand suddenly wrapped around my arm and patted it lightly.

I closed my eyes and said nothing.

He patted very lightly, every stroke was very even, with the gentle warmth in his hands.

That's right, I'm not a kid!

I frowned, and before I could stretch my brows, I fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, I vaguely felt that I was lying on a meat pad again, and I was hit by something once, and then I moved back to the bed in a daze and fell asleep again.

After a while, I dreamed that a cat came and rubbed against my palm, holding my little finger...

I wonder if I have been too tired recently to have such weird dreams.

I woke up naturally at seven o'clock in the morning, the bedroom door was closed, and the other side of the bed was already empty.

I actually slept so deeply in a strange place, I didn't hear when he left.

But the scum finally left!

I let out a long sigh of relief, opened the curtains, and squinted comfortably for another 15 minutes.

Because Du Yan was sitting outside last night, I just took a careless shower.Now that he's gone, I'm going to take another shower and go back.

Fortunately, the water heater is gas-powered, so I went in and took a good shower in my home clothes, and then used the damn pink toothbrush again.

When I came out, I naturally thought, just go out and put on the sweatshirt.

So I came out with my underpants on and wiping my wet hair...

When I took the towel away from my eyes, I saw that there was already a person sitting on the sofa.

No, it's a scum that reappeared for some reason!

Du Zha was holding a deep-fried dough stick in his mouth like a cat, looking at me with a smile, and raised his eyebrows.

I was taken aback and rushed back to the bathroom with a red face.

When I put on my home clothes again and sat on the sofa, I felt that my face was about to explode.

"You really studied industrial design?"

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly came this sentence.

I nodded.

"Oh. When you rushed out of the bathroom and looked at me just now, you were about two meters away from the clothes and about two meters from the bathroom door. Considering the time it takes to brake, turn and start again, if you can continue to the clothes Sprint instead of turning back to the bathroom—you'll have less time to be seen."

I threw the cushion directly on this scumbag's handsome face.

Du Zha stroked his hair happily and threw me a box of yogurt.

"Clear water, come drink milk."

"You're missing a sour word."

He curled his lips, "little milk dog." Then he also picked up a box of yogurt to drink.

After drinking it quickly, I was about to throw away the yogurt box in my hand when he suddenly frowned tightly.

"You just threw it away?"

"No, otherwise..."

He pulled out the straw in his yogurt box, tore off the plastic wrap on it, and showed it in reverse, "There's still a lot of yogurt on it, don't lick it up and just throw it away, what a waste!"

I swallowed in embarrassment.

"How many people still don't have enough to eat! Saving is a virtue!"

It seemed to be really wasteful, I blushed a little from his education, I also lowered my head and tore off the yogurt plastic wrap, and licked off the yogurt on it.

After eating, I looked up.

"Why don't you lick it?"

"Oh, I, I only like to see other people's virtues."

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