Chapter 22 Can I Touch It
After drying the clothes, Xiao Yi saw that it was getting late, "Let me cook!"

"That..." Song Shiwei hesitated.

Xiao Yi had already walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. There were only a few eggs and a few bottles of drinks in it, and nothing else.

There are a lot of instant noodles in the cupboard.

"Do you usually eat these?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"No, I usually order takeout!" Song Shiwei felt a little uncomfortable.

It's not like she doesn't know how to cook. The brother and sister have been dependent on each other since they were little.

It's just that she is alone now. It's really hard to cook alone, and her life is irregular. Sometimes she doesn't get up until twelve o'clock, sometimes she sleeps until two o'clock in the afternoon, and simply orders takeout.

Sometimes when I'm hungry, I cook instant noodles and add an egg and some vegetables. It's still quite delicious.

This time I just finished eating the green vegetables, and since I haven’t been home for so many days, I’m afraid it will go bad even if it’s not finished.

"Is there any rice?" Xiao Yi asked again.

"Yes!" Song Shiwei hurriedly walked over and opened the cupboard on the other side. There was still half a bag of rice there, which he had not finished eating before.

"Is this how you usually deal with yourself?" Xiao Yi was a little unhappy. Takeout was unhygienic and high in oil and salt. It was so unhealthy that it was strange that he could be in good health.

"It's okay, some of the takeaways are quite delicious." Song Shiwei muttered, there are a few single people who cook for themselves now, don't they all order takeaways?

Xiao Yi was a little helpless. Looking at the cupboard, there was really nothing to cook, so he could only cook porridge.

Fortunately, there are still rice cookers and pots.

I washed the rice and cooked porridge in a rice cooker, and then took three eggs to make a plate of scrambled eggs, which can be eaten as a side dish.

Song Shiwei hastily cleaned up the dining table and washed the dishes and chopsticks. He must do something anyway.

When the porridge was ready, Xiao Yi filled two bowls of porridge and brought them to the dinner table.

"Eat!" Xiao Yi looked at Song Shiwei. There was a plate of scrambled eggs in front of them. They had never been so shabby since they were young.

Song Shi pursed his lips and smiled, the wealthy people also have to live a hard life.

After eating the porridge, both of them were covered in sweat. There was no air conditioner in the living room, and it was so hot that the wind blown by the fan was all hot air.

"Well, why don't you take a shower first?" Song Shiwei was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, can you find me a change of clothes?" Xiao Yi said.

They were temporarily quarantined, and they didn't bring anything, they could only wear Song Shiwei's.

Song Shiwei entered the room and searched in the closet for a long time, but he couldn't find any clothes that Xiao Yi could wear.

In order to make it easier for her not to change clothes when she goes out to pick up the courier or take out food, the home clothes she bought are all the ones with chest pads, so they can't be worn by Xiao Yi.

There are T-shirts, but they are not the oversize ones. The man is so tall that he can't wear them at all.

Finally, he found a white T-shirt that was a bit wide at the bottom of the box, and a pair of sports shorts, which he packed together and gave to Xiao Yi.

He definitely can't wear his own underwear, so he'll just make do with it for one night.

Xiao Yi took the clothes without looking at them, and went into the bathroom after taking them.

Song Shiwei was a little restless outside, wanting to see Xiao Yi wearing his own clothes. He was both looking forward to it and nervous at the same time.

After about ten minutes, Xiao Yi came out.

No clothes? !
Only wearing the pair of sports shorts, Song Shiwei's sports shorts that reached his knees looked like underwear on his body, and they were so tight.

His shoulders are very broad, the pectoral muscles of the upper body are slightly raised, and the eight-pack abdominal muscles full of male hormones are underneath, and the lower part is the place that cannot pass the inspection.

I don't know whether it was because he had just taken a shower or something, but the tips of Xiao Yi's ears were a little red. When he came out, he pulled up the corners of his pants unnaturally, "The clothes are too small to wear, and the pants are a bit too tight!"

Song Shiwei: "..."

Isn't he implying something?

His face turned red and he turned around, "Um, I don't have men's clothing here either..."

Xiao Yi pursed his lips and said, "Then put it on first. I'll wash the clothes first and you can wear them when they are dry."

Xiao Yi threw the clothes he changed into the washing machine. Song Shiwei quickly hid in the room and fanned his face with both hands. It was so hot.

After a while, Song Shiwei calmed down and took his clothes to take a shower.

After taking a bath, you should take a sitz bath with potassium permanganate to prevent the wound from getting infected by water.

After waiting for half an hour.

Xiao Yi was shirtless and sitting on the sofa with his legs spread apart, watching TV, with a floor fan beside him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiao Yi looked over.

Song Shiwei was wearing a set of black home clothes with white trim, her long black hair was still a little wet, slightly curled, her cheeks were flushed, as gorgeous as peaches and plums.

Xiao Yi's throat rolled, and he moved to the side of the sofa, "Do you want to watch TV?"

"Oh, okay!" Song Shiwei walked over while wiping his hair, and sat down a person's width away from Xiao Yi.

"What do you want to watch?" Xiao Yi asked, handing over the remote control. He had been watching the news just now and wondered if she was interested.

Girls prefer watching TV series, right?

"Whatever!" Song Shiwei was also a little uncomfortable. The man next to her was shirtless and exuded male hormones. She didn't know where to look.

"I see you have a lot of movies here, how about we watch movies?" Xiao Yi said suddenly.

"Ah? Good!" Song Shi was slightly startled, and immediately nodded.

She downloaded many movies from the Internet and installed them on a hard drive. There is a USB interface plugged into the TV. Because it is an Internet TV, you can see it when you turn it on.

Xiao Yi changed the channel, opened the hard drive and looked for a movie, "Which one do you want to watch?"

"You decide!" Song Shiwei said. She had downloaded many classic movies but hadn't watched them yet. Any one would be fine.

Xiao Yi searched carefully on the hard drive. There were dozens of movies, and he picked them up and down with the remote control.

Song Shi turned his head slightly to peek at Xiao Yi. He had straight eyebrows, clear and black eyes, and clear lines on his profile. He was very handsome.

The arms are very strong, and the slightly raised muscle lines can be seen, and they don't protrude like those fitness trainers, so they look very comfortable.

The massive abdominal muscles look strong and powerful, and the waist strength is good at first glance.

Song Shi swallowed slightly, wanting to touch it.

Xiao Yi seemed to feel it, and turned his face to the side to catch Song Shiwei's eyes looking at his abs, with a slight smile on his lips, "Want to touch it?"

"Ah?" Song Shiwei's mind went blank for an instant, did he hear correctly?

"C-can it be done?" Song Shiwei was immediately eager to give it a try. He didn't miss the opportunity before it came. He had written about the abdominal muscles of so many domineering CEOs, but he had yet to touch them with his own hands.

Xiao Yi was a little surprised, and then curled his mouth. She really wanted to touch it?
Xiao Yi stood up and walked to Song Shiwei. Her face was blushing and she raised her eyes to look at him. Her eyes were clear and clear, as if they were hiding a pool of spring water.

Song Shiwei's hand stretched out and gently covered his abdominal muscles, screaming in his heart.

A voice shouted in my heart, hug him, hug him!

Song Shiwei's face was flushed, and she remembered that her psychiatrist once said that finding someone she likes and hugging him well can relieve her illness.

For so many years, she hasn't met the person she wants to hug.

That person is right in front of me now.

However, she hesitated again, she was worried that Xiao Yi would notice her abnormality, and that he would know that she was sick.

What should I do if he looks at me differently in the future?
Song Shi was slightly frightened.

He immediately withdrew his hand and took a step back, "I, I need to go to the toilet."

After speaking, he ran away as if fleeing.

Xiao Yi laughed dumbly.

You proposed it yourself, why are you so shy?
(End of this chapter)

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