MTL - Wear To the High School Days of Iceberg O-Chapter 69

Wen Yao had a fever for a long time this time, and his condition did not get better until Wednesday.

Her complexion couldn't be described as good, and she dragged herself to the bathroom.

She stood motionless in front of the mirror for a while, and the wiped mirror reflected Wen Yao's tired face.

Wen Yao looked at his face in the mirror and was silent for a long time.

The water in the washbasin overflowed the backwater hole.

"Wen Yao." Jiang Shuyi called her.

"Water, it's overflowing."

"..." Wen Yaoan looked at Jiang Shuyi quietly, as if he had just recovered, he slowly turned off the faucet.

--

When going out, Jiang Shuyi leaned in front of Wen Yao and helped her wrap the scarf around her. Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi silently.

She touched the scarf and said politely, "Thank you."

The two were walking on the road, Jiang Shuyi always felt that if he held her hand now, he would be avoided, so he didn't hold Wen Yao's hand.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao's face, and persuaded him, "If you're not feeling well, you should ask for leave in time..."

Wen Yao didn't pay attention, and suddenly looked at her, "Jiang Shuyi."

"Huh?" Jiang Shuyi also looked at Wen Yao.

"The day you came to the laboratory to help me wash the utensils, didn't you—" Wen Yao lowered his gaze, then stopped suddenly, and remained silent.

"ah?"

"No, nothing."

As Wen Yao spoke, he walked forward, leaving Jiang Shuyi standing alone in a daze.

-ah? What exactly is Wen Yao trying to say?

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao dejectedly, and hurriedly chased after him, but she asked several times, but Wen Yao didn't tell her what she wanted to say.

"Why are you avoiding me these days, Wen Yao?"

After a while, Jiang Shuyi really cared, and finally asked.

"..." Wen Yao was silent for a while, "Because the flu is contagious."

Jiang Shuyi felt that Wen Yao was making a fuss out of a molehill, "Then it's contagious, isn't there a saying that if you infect others, the sick person will recover?"

Wen Yao frowned, "You can be regarded as—"

In the middle of speaking, her voice stopped abruptly, and she didn't finish speaking.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at her and smiled, "I said that I rarely catch a cold."

Anyway, she has been in excellent health since she was a child, and she has almost never been sick. In winter, she fell into the cold water and only had a runny nose.

--

The students in the first and second grades of senior high school will have their holidays after the exam last week.

The senior three students took the exam ten days late, and now the school is empty.

Jiang Shuyi watched Wen Yao enter the first examination room and sighed. Although the position at the end of the crane has improved a lot compared to before, but this time her examination room is based on the results of the midterm exam, and it is still far away from Wen Yao's examination room. A little distance.

As far as the exam is concerned, the results of the members of their study group last time were quite interesting.

For example, Song Jinxi, like Jiang Shuyi, doesn't like to study very much, but unlike Jiang Shuyi, she can get an intermediate grade even if she doesn't study much.

Although she herself said it was luck, Jiang Shuyi didn't know what it actually was, but Jiang Shuyi knew that if she studied seriously, she would definitely get a good grade in the exam.

Lin Qing is the kind of student who works hard.

Jiang Shuyi saw her notes during the last study session. She is the kind of student who spends a long time analyzing notes. She is very hardworking, tireless and inquisitive. She belongs to her class. Those kind of high grades, but their class is in the same class, so they belong to the group before the exam in grade.

But the one who surprised Jiang Shuyi the most should be Zhou Jingtang.

Because his examination room was actually the same as Lin Qing's, in the front row.

Although in the last study meeting, the learning methods and induction points that Zhou Jingtang said were very useful.

But when Jiang Shuyi knew about this, his eyes still popped out.

Jiang Shuyi always felt that Zhou Jingtang should be similar to himself, at least, according to his usual appearance, Jiang Shuyi always felt that he was not very smart.

--

The exam was finally over on Friday, and Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao returned home.

After the exam, there is still half a day of class in school.

The things the teacher said were very lengthy, and the content was roughly about homework during the holidays, daily check-in, and telling the class teacher the information after applying for the school.

Jiang Shuyi's bones felt a little lazy when he heard it, and when he thought that tomorrow would be the winter vacation, he couldn't sit still, and kept facing out of the window.

Song Jinxi and Zhou Jingtang had been discussing how to play in the sea market, but Jiang Shuyi lost interest. She looked at Wen Yao, and said yes and no, her expression was not very good-looking.

What happened to Wen Yao's "the day I washed the utensils for me"?

Jiang Shuyi only remembered marking Wen Yao that day, and Wen Yao was so cold back then...

However, she was actually very happy that day.

--

After returning home, Jiang Shuyi happily ate an extra bowl of rice to welcome the holiday. On the contrary, Wen Yao still didn't seem to have much appetite, and walked back to the room quietly.

"Wen Yao, today is the holiday, do you want to watch a movie?" Jiang Shuyi poked his head in through the door like a gopher in a gopher machine.

Wen Yao flipped through the book before a page, "I don't want to read it."

"..." Jiang Shuyi looked around the corridor, and quietly closed the door of Wen Yao's room.

Wen Yao turned her head and looked at her with her chin resting on her shoulders. In her eyes, there was no lack of Omega's vigilance towards Alpha.

Jiang Shuyi walked behind Wen Yao with his hands behind his back, and immediately hugged her, "Can we sleep together today?"

During the exam, Wen Yao also had a low fever, and she never let Jiang Shuyi into the room to sleep with him.

"I haven't slept with you for a week, and you won't let me touch or kiss you. If I'm an electrical appliance, it's already in a warning state, and I need to charge it."

Jiang Shuyi "charge, charge" beeping non-stop.

Wen Yao was silent for a while, and for a moment, he really felt that Jiang Shuyi was like an electrical appliance, beeping a huge alarm.

"Noisy." Wen Yao pinched the corners of his eyes, and pressed his temples after his fingers fell apart beside his ears.

"..." Jiang Shuyi didn't know why, but felt that he should shut up immediately.

In order to show her cuteness, Jiang Shuyi glanced at the mango in front of Wen Yao, she coughed, and planned to adopt soft tactics,

"You haven't eaten anything tonight, have you? Let me peel the mango for you."

"After cutting it, shall we sleep together today?"

"..." Wen Yao was silent for a moment, then looked at Mango.

On the table are the mangoes that Song Jinxi sent a few days ago. At that time, there were a few blue mangoes that seemed to have finally ripened, exuding a sweet smell.

Jiang Shuyi had seen Wen Yao peel it off last time, so this time he peeled it all at once.

Wen Yao looked at her peeling the mango, not surprised.

No matter what this person's brain says, Jiang Shuyi has always been very good at this kind of practical operation.

It's just because the mango in her hand is already ripe, so she will be stained with mango juice when she pinches it lightly.

Mango juice got Jiang Shuyi's hands all over, it didn't look very beautiful.

After peeling a mango, Jiang Shuyi pursed his lips.

I don't know if it is as beautiful as Wen Yao's cutting it into pieces.

Wen Yao's gaze fell on Jiang Shuyi's hand, and he narrowed his eyes without saying a word.

Jiang Shuyi didn't know what she was thinking, coughed, looked at the crooked mango in his hand with some embarrassment,

"How about I peel a new one for you?"

"fine."

Wen Yao wrapped the back of Jiang Shuyi's hand with her own palm, and slowly put her cold hand on Jiang Shuyi's hand, as if gently scooping up a bowl of lake water, dipping Jiang Shuyi's hand into the water. The hand holding the smooth juice was brought in front of her.

Wen Yao tilted his head, opened his mouth slightly, and bit the mango in Jiang Shuyi's hand.

After taking a bite of the mango, the juice slid over Jiang Shuyi's palm and fingers, making it sticky.

"..."

The mellow and sweet smell of mango diffuses in the room.

Jiang Shuyi watched the rich mango-flavored juice slip from the corner of Wen Yao's mouth to her neck...

Wen Yao's school uniform was wet with mango juice.

For some reason, Jiang Shuyi was stunned like a computer crashed, she stared at the juice staining Wen Yao's neck, her throat rolled slightly.

Wen Yao took another bite of the mango.

Jiang Shuyi shrank his fingers slightly, and covered his mouth as if he didn't know where to put his eyes.

"Wen Yao, you have juice on your neck."

Wen Yao raised his eyelashes slightly, and looked at Jiang Shuyi motionlessly.

"You clean it up for me."

"ah?"

What, how to wipe?

Jiang Shuyi paused, now she was holding something in her hands, and Wen Yao's clothes were already stained.

The aroma of mango juice spreads in the air.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi, and lightly licked her palm.

Like a kitten smoothing its fur, she quietly and slowly swept away the mango juice along the palm of Jiang Shuyi's palm, the knuckles of his slender fingers, and between his fingers.

...Jiang Shuyi crashed again.

When Wen Yao licked the gap between her ring finger and little finger, Jiang Shuyi gently rubbed the delicate mole on Wen Yao's neck that was stained by mango juice with the bent knuckles, and buried his head to imitate Wen Yao's licking. for a moment.

Not enough, so I took a bite.

Wen Yao's body trembled.

Wen Yao raised his chin, and exhaled like a person who just landed from the deep sea.

Jiang Shuyi pulled Wen Yao into his arms, embraced Wen Yao and moved towards the bed, the two of them fell down together.

From the mole, Jiang Shuyi's fingers gently traced from the chin to Wen Yao's collarbone, and untied Wen Yao's bow tie...

"Don't rush."

Wen Yao put his arms around her neck and whispered, her voice was very cold, as persuasive as a teacher.

In the room, the scent of roses and lemon balm mixed with the scent of mango...

--

Jiang Shuyi was like a child with endless energy, he finally let go of Wen Yao until there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the sky.

Wen Yao was exhausted.

Jiang Shuyi asked her if she wanted to take a bath, Wen Yao nodded.

Jiang Shuyi briskly walked into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with water. She also delicately took out Tang Wenzhen's bubble bath salts, opened two portions and poured them in.

After the water was put away, Jiang Shuyi picked up the shirt and put it on his body, Wen Yao dripped like milk on the dark bed sheet, it looked like a painting.

On her neck was Jiang Shuyi's insignificant imprint.

strawberry milk. Jiang Shuyi thought unkindly for a while, but dared not speak out.

Jiang Shuyi gently picked Wen Yao up, walked into the bathroom, Wen Yao's hand loosened from Jiang Shuyi's shoulder little by little, and slowly submerged in the water.

She covered her eyes with her arms, her white back still undulating slightly.

Jiang Shuyi looked at her with one hand on top of the shirt, and one foot seemed to be about to step in.

"Go and change the sheets." Wen Yao put his hands on his eyes, as if he knew Jiang Shuyi was going to step in without even looking at her.

Her voice seemed to be exhausted, dying.

Jiang Shuyi, who was only wearing half of his shirt, looked at Wen Yao beseechingly like a puppy.

Wen Yao looked at her and said nothing.

Jiang Shuyi muttered softly, "Who washes the sheets at night, it's very disturbing..."

Although there is no one else in their house except them, and the time displayed on the control panel in the bathroom is no longer night, she obviously prefers to take a shower with Wen Yao, and doesn't want to wash the sheets.

Wen Yao didn't even have the strength to correct Jiang Shuyi's speech problems.

She looked at Jiang Shuyi, and said word by word: "It won't wash off the next day."

Jiang Shuyi's shoulders paused, and after a while, he said quietly with his ears flushed: "...Oh."

"Put on your pants." Wen Yao looked at her and said.

"…oh."

Not long after, Jiang Shuyi put on a pair of underwear, took the bed sheet and quilt cover to the bathroom, and washed them honestly.

The thing on the bed sheet looked strangely gaudy, because Wen Yao had been on it with herself just now, so it still smelled of lemon balm and roses.

Jiang Shuyi looked at this and remembered what he did just now, and felt his face was a little hot again.

After rubbing for a long time, Jiang Shuyi checked again, and after confirming that there were no traces and everything was safe, she put it in the washing machine, rinsed and dried.

Jiang Shuyi clicked to dry again.

Seeing the sheets rolling in the washing machine, Jiang Shuyi ran into the bathroom and lay down on the side of the bathtub, "Wen Yao, after washing, I'm going to take a bath too."

Jiang Shuyi stretched his hand halfway into the water, she looked into Wen Yao's eyes, and her face was already close to Wen Yao's ear.

"Okay?"

Her laughter teased Wen Yao's eardrums, making Wen Yao feel a little itchy.

"Don't talk in my ear."

Wen Yao turned his head away and sighed slowly.