Oxidation reaction

Ruan Nancan choked for breath, and his hands shook.

The underwear was pure black, plain and simple, and looked twice his size.

He raised his hand and carefully touched the corner of his underwear, touched the soft fabric, then quickly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and covered his eyes in a panic.

Fang Congxia's...underwear...

Ruan Nancan's neck, earlobes, and cheeks gradually burned.

At this time, Fang Congxia's voice came through a thin layer of linen, and he said, "I haven't worn the underwear. They are new and washed."

His voice didn't fluctuate, and his flat tone seemed to be just saying "don't eat fish at noon" to Ruan Nancan, but because the distance was too close, and it seemed to be whispering in his ear, Ruan Nancan's heartbeat couldn't help but beat a few times. The heart rate monitor started vibrating violently.

He pressed his numb wrist, swallowed, stared at Fang Congxia's figure outside the tent, and said, "I, I don't dislike it, the underwear is very, very good."

Fang Congxia didn't make a sound. Three seconds later, he covered his lips and coughed unnaturally, and said, "Yeah."

The cough was not loud, but Ruan Nancan suddenly realized what he had said. He gasped, his eyes fluttered, and he began to explain in a panic: "I, I didn't mean that, I meant to say that underwear is not , yes, no, I want to say—”

"I know."

Fang Congxia interrupted him, with a rare embarrassment in his tone, "Cough, you... you can change quickly."

It was past noon and the sun was shining brightly. Through the linen that did not block the light, Ruan Nancan saw Fang Congxia pulling his collar and walking back and forth in front of the tent, as if he was still embarrassed by the conversation just now.

He felt embarrassed after knowing it, and was afraid of saying the wrong thing again, so he just gave a heavy "hmm".

Ruan Nancan took off his wet clothes, took out a towel from his school bag to dry his body, and glanced at the underwear lying on the sleeping bag. The heat that had barely receded came back again. He shyly looked away and picked up Fang Congxia's T-shirt first. shirt.

The T-shirt was big, with a very faint smell of the laundry detergent that Fang Congxia often used. It was empty on his body, and the length almost covered the middle of his thighs.

Ruan Nanshen pulled up his neckline and couldn't help sniffing, the smell that belonged to Fang Congxia immediately filled his nostrils.

Then he reached out and pulled up his panties, which were the same, exactly the same smell as the T-shirt.

Ruan Nancan stayed for two seconds, then blushed again.

He stood up straight with his back slightly arched, pinching the edge of his panties with both hands and pulling them up.

As expected, he couldn't wear it.

The panties were too big, and Ruan Nancan slid down as soon as he let go.

Repeated several times, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but he still couldn't hold it.

Ruan Nancan sighed and sat on the sleeping bag with his legs bent in frustration.

He looked up at Fang Congxia who was still guarding outside the tent, struggled again and again, and mustered up the courage to call Fang Congxia's name.

Fang Congxia asked him, "What's the matter?"

Ruan Nancan bit his lip, lowered his head, his voice trembling: "Underwear is so big, it always...slips down..."

After 3 minutes, Fang Congxia didn't speak. He clenched the corner of his clothes a little uneasily, worried that Fang Congxia thought he was busy, so he hurriedly said, "I, I won't wear it anymore, thank you."

"Need not."

Fang Congxia said in a low voice, "Wait for a few minutes."

After speaking, he disappeared from Ruan Nan's sight.

And 10 minutes later, Zhang Yu, who was having a good time, was dragged to the corner by Fang Congxia involuntarily.

Zhang Yu asked him what was the matter, Fang Congxia said nothing, waited for a while, but pointed to the child blowing bubbles under the stone pillar and said it was cute, then said it was so hot today, and then praised Zhang Yu's makeup and hair today.

Zhang Yu couldn't bear it anymore, Fang Congxia Gu Zuoyan couldn't stand him, and interrupted impatiently: "What's the matter with you? Don't tell me I'm leaving."

Only then did Fang Congxia shut up, but the gaze that originally fell on Zhang Yu's face began to erratically. He touched his neck stiffly, his expression unnatural, cleared his throat, and asked her: "Do you have a small rubber band? The hair kind."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu frowned suspiciously, and stared at Fang Congxia carefully. After seeing the abnormal pink color of Fang Congxia's ears, she understood, laughed out loud, and teased: "Yo, you too If you don’t have a girlfriend, what do you need a rubber band for?”

"I use it myself."

Fang Congxia pursed her lips, looked away from Zhang Yu, and said nonsense with her eyes open: "My hair is long, so it is easier to tie it up."

Zhang Yu looked at Fang Congxia's body, which was so short that it almost touched the scalp, and felt speechless. She sneered twice, and satirized him: "Fang Congxia, you have to write a draft if you lie. If your hair can be tied up, I will This is called waist-length hair."

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Fang Cong Xia Mu's face was dark, and he didn't look at Zhang Yu, and repeated again: "I want to tie my hair."

After a stalemate for 2 minutes, Zhang Yu ran out of patience. She took out a bag of unopened colored rubber bands from her small bag and threw it to Fang Congxia. She gave him a blank look and cursed, "Hey, I'm so annoying."

Fang Congxia reached out to catch it, smiled heartlessly, left a "thank you", then turned around and slipped away.

Zhang Yu: "..."

When Fang Congxia came back, Ruan Nancan nestled at the door of the tent with his bare legs, holding his face in a daze. When he saw Fang Congxia, a flash of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, he quickly retracted into the tent, and sat cross-legged properly.

Fang Congxia's shadow quickly fell on the outer wall of the tent. Ruan Nancan heard him panting, and then a pack of transparent plastic bags came in from the door. Fang Congxia said: "Use this temporarily Tie it up."

He took it, opened the package according to Fang Congxia's instructions, took out two and put them in the palm of his hand, looked at them over and over for a long time, but didn't know how to operate them, and asked in a low voice: "How do I tie them? I, I don't know... "

Fang Congxia's throat was tight, and when he was quiet, it might have been 3 minutes before he said, "You... take it off first."

Ruan Nancan nodded, thinking that Fang Congxia couldn't see him, so he agreed, and obediently took off the underwear hanging between his legs.

"Pinch the...cough side, have you tied your hair? Tie it up."

"Pinch the other side and repeat the action just now."

After a while, Ruan Nanshen didn't respond, Fang Congxia touched his Adam's apple, and couldn't help asking, "Have you put it on?"

"No."

Ruan Nanshen drooped his head in frustration, looked down at the messy underwear he had tied up in distraught, a little aggrieved: "It's so difficult, I can't put it on."

"..." Fang Congxia swallowed, "Show me."

As soon as the words fell, Ruan Nancan poked his head out and brought a black lump to his hand. Fang Congxia stared at it in silence for two seconds, untied it, and spread it out flat.

Through the curtain, he glanced at Ruan Nancan, who was sitting around his knees, roughly estimated his waistline in his heart, his fingers fluttered, and 30 seconds later he opened the curtain and handed the finished product in.

There was a rustle of fabric rubbing against it, but it stopped after a while.

Fang Congxia raised her eyes, and based on the principle of doing good things to the end, she asked again: "Did you wear it this time?"

"Put it on!" The voice sounded very excited, and the rustling continued, Fang Congxia couldn't hold back his lips.

Five minutes later, Ruan Nancan came out barefoot with his trouser legs in his hands.

Fang Congxia's clothes and trousers were too bulky for him. They were obviously short-sleeved, but he wore them with three-quarter-length sleeves. He looked dumb and silly, like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

Ruan Nancan smirked twice, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said, "The clothes are drying very slowly, maybe I have to wear them tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fang Congxia directly, and then asked: "Can I wear it for two days? I'll return it to you after I go back and wash it!"

Fang Congxia was stunned for a few seconds, his Adam's apple moved, and he looked away, "It's up to you."

After a few seconds, she turned her head again, with a stern face, and warned him in a somewhat fierce tone: "It must be washed very clean."

Ruan Nancan hurriedly nodded and agreed.

The afternoon activity was a group self-service barbecue, because the shoes were also wet, Ruan Nancan was wearing cheap flip flops sold in the resort, and his funny appearance was very conspicuous among the crowd.

Zhang Yu smiled when she saw him: "Why are you dressed like this? Whose clothes are they?"

Ruan Nancan rubbed his nose, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Fang Congxia's."

Zhang Yu made a "tsk", pulled him around, and noticed Ruan Nancan's left trouser waist tied with a pink rubber band, which looked familiar.

It was the bag of rubber bands she threw to Fang Congxia.

"What are you doing?" Ruan Nanshen was taken aback, thinking that Zhang Yu was going to take off his pants, he hurriedly raised his hand to hold it down, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yu was just looking at the small rubber band tied around his waistband.

He breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "The pants are too big for me to wear, so I tied them up."

Zhang Yu raised his head with a complicated expression, and asked him, "Do you know where the rubber band came from?"

"Buy, bought?" Ruan Nancan asked uncertainly.

"Fang Congxia asked me for it."

Zhang Yu smiled meaningfully and said, "He said that his hair is long and needs to be tied up to be comfortable. It's outrageous."

Zhang Yu squeezed his eyes, "I didn't expect it to be for you, why is he treating you so well?"

Ruan Nanshen's focus is on "long hair, comfortable to tie up", all he thinks about is Fang Congxia's short but energetic body, which is not at all enough to be tied up, no matter how he gestures, he can't tie it up. get up.

He looked at Zhang Yu and asked blankly, "Why? He doesn't have any hair."

Zhang Yu: "..."

"Just ask him."

She patted Ruan Nancan on the shoulder and didn't say much.

Ruan Nancan imagined the scene of Fang Congxia being asked this way, and immediately shook his head, saying that there was no need.

Ten minutes later, the team leader held up a loudspeaker to announce that the grill and ingredients were ready and they were just waiting for the slaughter.

Ruan Nancan followed Zhang Yu and ran into an acquaintance on the way. He was not annoyed because the clothes were teased again, but he just explained the situation with a red face.

By the time they got there, the smell of food was wafting from several grills.

Zhang Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled Ruan Nanshen straight to Lin Na's barbecue grill, rolled up his sleeves and looked at a pile of scallops eager to try.

Lin Na tactfully gave up her seat, picked up a bunch of freshly baked potatoes and handed them to Ruan Nancan, her eyes full of anticipation, "You eat! I just baked them!"

Ruan Nancan thanked him politely, and was about to reach out to pick it up, when a hand that came out of nowhere blocked him and pushed the potato back.

"He's allergic to starch and can't eat potatoes."

It was Fang Congxia.

Lin Na's eyes widened in surprise, "Allergy to starch? What did the southern ginseng grow up on?"

Ruan Nanshen was also very surprised. He turned to look at Fang Congxia, but he glared back viciously.

"Grow up eating beef."

After Fang Congxia finished speaking, he handed Ruan Nancan a bunch of charred beef, looked at him with a smile on his face, and said, "Prove it to her."

The author says:

Fang Congxia, how could you treat your wife like this! ! !Grill him another skewer! ! !