Husband's Fingertips

It was past ten o'clock when Xia Wangchuan came out of Yu Ling's house.

When he went downstairs, he obviously quickened his pace. Although he didn't have to rush to catch the last bus like he used to, the urgency to see someone was more worrying than the last bus.

Qiu Jiyan's Mercedes-Benz parked quietly on the side of the road, under the double background of the moonlight and street lamps, it shone faintly in a low-key manner.

Xia Wangchuan slowed down his pace towards the car.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that he was enjoying this short journey.

In the relatively calm night of Beijing after the hustle and bustle of the day, under the hazy moonlight, I just finished a task that seemed to be exhausting, but made me feel very happy.Then, on the tired way home, there was a person waiting for me.

Not only support, but companionship.

That feeling is really good.

Looking at Xia Wangchuan who took out a wet towel to wipe his sweat after getting in the car, Qiu Jiyan said nothing, lowered his head, took out a handkerchief from the storage box on the side and handed it to him.

"New, prepared in the car."

"Thank you, Mr. Qiu."

Xia Wangchuan took it, the handbag was indeed brand new, but it was squarely stacked to give it the feeling of a handicraft.

How can I use it.

He continued to wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead with the wet towel in his hand, and while Qiu Jiyan started the car, he hurriedly put the handkerchief into his pocket.

Qiu Jiyan seemed to be staring at the rearview mirror, but the moment Xia Wangchuan put away his handkerchief, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Although it's the exact same route, the way back always feels faster than when it came.

The car passed by the bus station where Xia Wangchuan used to wait for the bus, and there were three or two night returners on the platform looking at their mobile phones and looking forward to the bus.

Qiu Jiyan's car passed by them in a flash. Xia Wangchuan looked at the figures flying by outside the car window, and wanted to say thank you to Qiu Jiyan again, but he always felt that those two simple words suddenly became very simple. It's hard to say.

His gaze landed on a small sundry platform next to the steering wheel and stopped.

On a white paper towel, there were seven or eight smooth apricot pits.

That man eats the same as he does things, without any flaws or excesses.It seems that whatever he eats, he must eat it up.

Probably because Qiu Jiyan was extremely bored while waiting for him for these two hours, he arranged the seven or eight apricot cores in a straight row on the paper, which looked like a toy military chess that a little boy had seriously played with.

Xia Wangchuan couldn't help but want to laugh a little bit, Mr. Qiu is not using apricot core to organize his own market layout.

"Have you really eaten all of it? Just looking at this green apricot makes my mouth water, let alone eating it. You are really amazing."

Xia Wangchuan pointed to the row of uniform apricot cores and asked Qiu Jiyan.

"Fortunately, I ate a lot when I was a child. Almost every time I ate my teeth, I would restrain myself. But if you don't eat it, why pick it? It's just for me?"

Xia Wangchuan: "..."

Qiu Jiyan glanced at him sideways, "Thank you then."

The car arrived not far from the Qiu family mansion.

"Mr. Qiu, you drive back first. I will walk alone after getting off the car. I will go back later."

Qiu Jiyan turned his head and glanced at Xia Wangchuan, thought for a while, "That's fine."

They all seem to know why they did this, but they don't seem to want to tell the truth.

"Go back and take a bath and make tea, the moon is good tonight."

Qiu Jiyan parked the car on the side of the road, rolled down the window, and stretched his head to look at the slightly curved moon bud in the sky.

Xia Wangchuan had already got out of the car, and when he heard Qiu Jiyan's words that seemed both an invitation and a soliloquy, he turned his head slightly.

Those deep eyes blinked in the slightly dim car, as if asking, but also looking forward.

"Then I have to take a shower as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be able to get Mr. Qiu's tea, and I won't be able to sleep well at night."

The eyes in the carriage were half-closed because of this sentence, and they were curved, much like the curved moon bud in the sky.

Qiu Jiyan rushed into the shower quickly.

Looking at the white bubbles constantly rolling along the water on the ground, Qiu Jiyan suddenly felt that this seemingly ordinary Friday night had a different taste from before.

In the life that has always been fixed at the front line, a Tchaikov driver's pick-up task was suddenly added, and not only did I not feel that there was an extra problem, but on the contrary, when I waited patiently downstairs, I still felt a sweet feeling.

This feeling not only surprised him, but also made him understand with some palpitations.

The foam and trickle on the ground will eventually join together and flow to the entrance of the drainage pipe, which is the established path and direction arranged by the designer for the flowing water.

Then, the river of my life seems to have clear waves and bubbles under the calm surface, but on the unknown road, where will they go in the end?

In a trance, Qiu Jiyan unknowingly slowed down the speed of washing.

The shower room in the next room and your own shower room are designed to be connected by a partition wall.

Indistinctly, Qiu Jiyan heard a small sound from the other side of the wall.

Thinking about it, Xia Wangchuan had already returned to his room at this time, and he should also take a shower.

Qiu Jiyan wanted to end the battle of bathing quickly, one reason was to hurry up to boil water and make tea, and another more important reason was that when he heard Xia Wangchuan's voice next door, he found that his brain I can't help but start to imagine the scenery on the other side of the wall.

But the key point is that it doesn't matter if the brain thinks about it, he feels that somewhere in his body seems to be eager to try, this is not possible!

He turned off the shower, and was wiping the water droplets off his body with a large towel, when suddenly there were a few taps from the water pipe on the wall.

Qiu Jiyan was stunned for a moment, and soon thought that he had heard wrong.

But before he finished wiping off the water droplets on his body, another faint sound came from the water pipe next door through the wall.

It seemed to be accompanied by Xia Wangchuan's low cry.

He... Isn't he knocking on the water pipe with himself?

When this thought came to Qiu Jiyan's cerebral cortex for the first time, he felt his face heat up, as if he suddenly understood a word he often saw, "The old man blushed."

After Xia Wangchuan got off the car, he timed it right, and walked slowly around the outside of the Qiu family's mansion where the night wind was blowing, before entering the gate.

At this time, there was no sound in the living room of the Qiu family. It seemed that the weekend mahjong game had ended.

Thinking of Qiu Jiyan's words just now, "Take a bath, make tea and watch the moon", Xia Wangchuan couldn't help showing a happy smile on his face. He and him really got closer unconsciously. .

The hot water in the shower room is uninterrupted and automatically adjusted for 24 hours.

Xia Wangchuan washed away the sweat from a busy night under the rush of water, turned off the shower, and applied shower gel on his whole body.

When the body is full of white bubbles, put water on it, hey

There was an empty echo in the water pipe, but after a low roar, where was the water?

Where about water?

Subconsciously, he knocked on the faucet and the water pipe, and tried the switch several times, but no matter whether it was hot or cold water, it was in vain, and there was still no water.

But even if the water is cut off, there is still water in the water tank, which is enough for him to wash off the foam on his body. Thinking about it, it is not the water cut off, but the outlet pipe is broken!

When this idea appeared in Xia Wangchuan's mind, what made him feel the most incredible was that the first thing he thought of was... He Qi!

That's right, Xia Wangchuan's mind is now full of the words Qiu Jiyan said, why did He Qi deliberately go to his room to take a shower, how did he break the water heater in Qiu Jiyan's room, and how did he let Qiu Jiyan go in to help , I was naked, covered in foam... just like the current self!

But what should I do now?Do you want to learn He Qi?

He felt a moment of unexplained embarrassment.

It seems that the foam all over the head can only be wiped dry with a bath towel. Although it is uncomfortable, it is better than making others suspect that I am also a water heater killer with ulterior motives.

Thinking of the helpless feeling of embarrassment all over his body, Xia Wangchuan couldn't help complaining in a low voice about the damn water pipe.

Qiu Jiyan brought the brewed teapot and two teacups to the small table on the balcony.

Right now is the day between early summer and midsummer. In the northern night, there is no high heat and not too cold. Two cups of green tea are faintly oozing fragrance under the thin moon.

Tsk tsk, with this situation, coupled with the fact that his beloved is about to come, Mr. Qiu, who was refreshed after taking a bath on the wicker chair, was almost a little stupefied.

After drinking a cup of tea, Xia Wangchuan still hadn't moved, and Qiu Jiyan frowned slightly.

The lights next door were on, but there seemed to be no sound at all.

It's just a shower, why don't you come out yet.In terms of time, even if you wash it twice, it should be over by this time.

Qiu Jiyan suddenly remembered that he heard the knocking sound from the next door and a faint panic sound in the bathroom just now, and his two thick black eyebrows frowned into a straight line.

Did he fall in the bathroom?

That's why there was a sudden sound of panic from the next door just now.

If you slipped and fell in the bathroom, and you don't have any clothes on, it's really hard to say whether there is any danger.

The more complicated Qiu Jiyan put down his teacup, the two long legs under the white nightgown quickly walked towards the balcony door of Xia Wangchuan's room.

The balcony door is ajar, and the interior is clean and tidy.

Before Qiu Jiyan had time to take a look at the interior, he had already walked to the door of the shower room in three steps at a time, and there was no sound of water in the shower.

At the moment when the door was about to be pushed open, the super controlling power formed over the years came to his brain like a conditioned reflex.

What if, what if it wasn't what I thought, and I ran into his bathroom rashly like this?

Qiu Jiyan stopped his feet, his brain turned quickly, and instead of pushing the door directly, he raised his hand.

When Xia Wangchuan opened the bathroom door, what he saw at a glance was Qiu Jiyan who was raising his hand to knock on the door.

He just tried to fiddle with it for a long time in the bathroom, but he still got nothing. The water outlet pipe looked like a lovelorn who had given up his heart. Not to mention the water, he didn't even make a sound.

The foam on his body has become sticky, sticking greasy to his body, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Xia Wangchuan wiped back and forth with the big bath towel in the bathroom for a long time, the whole bath towel was no longer usable, so he barely wiped off the foam on his body.

There was only one small towel in the bathroom, just a big bath towel, but his hair hadn't been wiped clean, so he had no choice but to go out and get another one.

So he wiped the foam from his head with a small towel, pushed open the door, and...

Qiu Jiyan seemed to suddenly think of a poem he learned when he was a child.

Alone pity the grass growing beside the stream, the oriole sings deep in the trees, the spring tide brings rain and comes late, and the wild crossing is unmanned.

And then Qiu Jiyan saw Xia Wangchuan turn around quickly, with a fleeting glance, a glimpse of spring in a flash.

For a moment, he even forgot his purpose of coming to his room, and also forgot that he was still raising his hand, making a gesture of knocking on the door.

He only remembered that all the blood in his body quickly gathered in one place.

In the middle of the night, the flag was raised a little too fast.

Qiu Jiyan slowly closed his eyes and let himself calm down for a while, the blood on his body finally returned to its place slowly.

He knocked lightly on the door of the shower room, "Do you use a bath towel? Where did you put it?"

Xia Wangchuan's somewhat unnatural voice came from inside, "It's in the space on the lower floor of the closet."

Qiu Jiyan suddenly felt a very strange feeling.

In the warm bedroom, one person took a shower in the bathroom, and the other person found him a towel to wipe his body outside. It wasn't very romantic or deliberate, everything seemed so natural.

It's really strange, why do I always find a feeling of deja vu in this completely unfamiliar man?

The closet is divided into several compartments, all of which are Xia Wangchuan’s seasonal clothes when he goes out. The middle layer is filled with his underwear, which are all placed in small compartments. Most of them are white, and there are also some clothes in the middle. A few strips of black.

Qiu Jiyan couldn't help but linger on those little underwear for a while, and for less than a second, Qiu Jiyan even had the urge to see what model he was wearing.

He controlled the impulse, but subconsciously thought in his heart, based on what he had glimpsed just now, although his figure was two sizes smaller than his own, the size of his underwear was almost one size smaller.

Under the underwear is the grid where the bath towel is placed. When Qiu Jiyan took out the bath towel, his eyes fell on the grid inadvertently.

There was a small box with a code in it.

Among the many companies under the Qiu Group, there is a company that specializes in the production of lockboxes.

Out of professional habits, Qiu Jiyan always subconsciously pays attention to all kinds of lockboxes.

This password box is Qiu's product.

He smiled, the functions of this lockbox are very powerful and complicated, Xia Wangchuan had to have so many valuables and secrets to choose such a lockbox.

When stuffing the bath towel through the crack of the door, Qiu Jiyan told Xia Wangchuan to let him go to his room to clean it, and help him find out what's wrong with the water heater.

So, when Xia Wangchuan was in Qiu Jiyan's bathroom re-rinsing his wet body, Qiu Jiyan was silently repairing the water pipe in Xia Wangchuan's bathroom.

He is very familiar with this scene, or in other words, he just described to Xia Wangchuan what happened in the United States, and it really happened.

But Qiu Jiyan with a calm face knew in his heart that in similar scenes and with the same visual impact, the feeling brought to him by the same picture is so different.

The same fresh and youthful body, the same is in the indescribable bathroom, the same is slippery and embarrassed, but He Qi's embarrassed is deliberate, full of fiery initiative and provocation.It's a pity that what he did, apart from astonishing himself, was more of a subconscious disgust.

What about Xia Wangchuan?

Although there was only such a fleeting moment, the man's surprised and shy expression and his smooth and slender body looked like a bamboo forest bathed in the sun in a valley, tall and straight and swaying in the breeze. The slender fingers inexplicably reminded him of the new shoots that had just emerged from the ground, vigorous and full of vitality.

And his bulging figure...

It seems that tomorrow night, it's time to ask Aunt Jin to add a dish of spring bamboo shoots and braised buttocks.