MTL - Wear To the High School Days of Iceberg O-Chapter 70

Jiang Shuyi opened her eyes, she looked at the alarm clock beside the bed, she was puzzled, the hour hand pointed to five.

Jiang Shuyi wondered for a moment if he hadn't slept, but after a while, he realized that on the first day of winter vacation, she and Wen Yao slept until evening.

No wonder she felt a little dark outside the window.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao who was sleeping soundly. She was sleeping in Jiang Shuyi's arms with a tired look on her face.

Jiang Shuyi felt a little uneasy.

It is rare for Wen Yao not to get up at this time. This person is a self-disciplined superman. She only needs to look at the clock to know that she has slept until the afternoon, and she may be in a bad mood.

But Jiang Shuyi looked at her, and couldn't bear to wake her up again. After all, they were too late yesterday, and it was her fault that Wen Yao couldn't get up...

When Jiang Shuyi thought about what happened yesterday, he couldn't help but bury his face in the pillow.

— a little embarrassing.

Although Jiang Shuyi's experience is actually just theory, limited to some study materials and popular science books, and has never been practiced formally so far, she is older than Wen Yao now, and she secretly vowed in her heart that she would give Wen Yao Yao left a deep impression.

But yesterday Wen Yao calmly guided Jiang Shuyi from the beginning to the end, which greatly shocked Jiang Shuyi.

Wen Yao's attitude was too persuasive, which made Jiang Shuyi feel that Wen Yao actually had many ulterior experiences. In the end, Jiang Shuyi even felt that the person who might leave a deep impression was himself...

Or is it possible that Wen Yao has read a lot of books, so his knowledge in this area is also extensive?

"..."

"what time is it?"

But as if sensing Jiang Shuyi's movements, Wen Yao opened her eyes anyway, looking at the pressed alarm clock, she asked in a low voice.

Jiang Shuyi said vaguely, "It's afternoon."

In fact, it should be dinner time.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Shuyi's stomach groaned in disbelief.

"Are you hungry?" Wen Yao asked.

"..." Jiang Shuyi nodded without disappointment.

Wen Yao reached out and turned on the alarm clock.

What made Jiang Shuyi feel unbelievable was that even when Wen Yao saw the clock, he just stopped his hands and didn't say anything.

"Get up," Wen Yao calmly reached out and picked up her shirt. There was mango juice on it, she put it down, and reached out to pick up a Jiang Shuyi's shirt and put it on her body very smoothly, "I Go cook."

When she got up, Wen Yao's body froze, and after a while, she watched Jiang Shuyi pull the curtains with his back turned to her, before reaching out with her hands leaning against the wall.

--

The aunt who was cooking happened to have a grandson at home and wanted to go home to spend time with the family, so Jiang Shuyi gave the aunt an annual leave in advance.

Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao are going to Haishi in a few days, so Jiang Shuyi doesn't bother to find someone to cook anymore, now there are only two of them at home.

The two looked at the refrigerator, and there were still a lot of vegetables left in the refrigerator, onions, carrots, tomato seeds, potatoes, corn...

Wen Yao quietly took out all the dishes, as if planning to use up all the ingredients before leaving.

Looking at these dishes, Jiang Shuyi had already thought of an ideal recipe in his heart.

"Wen Yao, can these dishes be made into spicy curry rice or hot pot?"

Wen Yao ignored her, and slowly chopped garlic, onion, carrots and mushrooms, cooked the tomato and smashed it, and took out the minced beef for seasoning.

Wen Yao's speed of cutting vegetables and the way of cooking are much more proficient than last time.

Then Wen Yao started to make pasta sauce.

Spicy curry…

Gone.

Jiang Shuyi sighed in his heart, she actually wanted to eat spicy curry and hot pot more, but unfortunately, she is a person without hands.

After a while, the pot gas rose, and the aroma of the meat sauce came out. Jiang Shuyi smelled the meat sauce made by Wen Yao, and his stomach felt a feedback.

She looked like a boneless sea cucumber, she put her head on Wen Yao's shoulder, "Wen Yao, may I help you taste it?"

Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi's face, took a little sauce with a small spoon and fed it to Jiang Shuyi's mouth.

"Delicious." Jiang Shuyi licked the corner of his mouth.

Wen Yao also scooped up a little, and put the spoon into his mouth, "..."

After taking a bite of the pasta sauce, Jiang Shuyi's mood suddenly improved. She hugged Wen Yao's waist for a while, and then started humming again. It can be said that she didn't help at all except to say "delicious".

On the way, because she kept stretching out her claws to try to eat because of her greed, only a small half of the potato salad was left when it was served, and a large spoonful of the pasta sauce that could have been preserved was also dug up by herself.

During the whole process, Wen Yao just glanced at her and said nothing.

--

Wen Yao's final products are pasta, potato salad and cream of mushroom soup.

Jiang Shuyi praised Wen Yao after taking a bite, with a happy smile on his face.

"Don't you want to eat?" Wen Yao glanced at her.

"...No way, I feel that I can eat this for the rest of my life."

Jiang Shuyi clicked his lips and shook his shoulders like a dancing parrot.

"..."

Wen Yao lowered his gaze, and slowly poured spaghetti into his mouth, as if he didn't take it seriously.

Jiang Shuyi suddenly felt that Wen Yao was not taking it seriously, and she said dissatisfiedly, "I mean it seriously."

Wen Yao nodded in response, "That's it."

That "this way" sounded extremely perfunctory, as if no matter what Jiang Shuyi said, Wen Yao just wouldn't believe it.

Wen Yao ate the pasta in silence.

Jiang Shuyi felt that he was inexplicably depressed.

--

In the evening, Wen Yao and Jiang Shuyi started to write homework for the winter vacation together. According to what Wen Yao said, they wanted to finish all the homework before going to Haishi.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the few catties of homework they brought back, and felt in his heart that it was impossible.

"Wen Yao, you don't hate me, do you?"

Jiang Shuyi suddenly asked in the middle of his homework.

"Why do you ask about this?"

Wen Yao looked away from the book in his hand, and looked at Jiang Shuyi.

Her tone was as calm as ever.

"It's the one from yesterday..."

"No." Wen Yao answered very simply, as if he didn't really want to talk about this question.

"Really?" Jiang Shuyi's eyes lit up, and he immediately wanted to pester Wen Yao, like a child who has tasted the sweetness once and can't stop.

"Then tonight, can you also..."

"..." Wen Yao frowned and did not reply, she gently rubbed her waist with her hand.

Under Jiang Shuyi's persuasion, Wen Yao finally agreed to her again.

--

The two lingered like this for several times, until the day before going to Haishi, Jiang Shuyi felt a kind of tenderness.

The body and the soul are closely connected. In such tenderness, she felt that she was getting close to Wen Yao, and also felt a kind of soft happiness.

Wen Yao leaned against Jiang Shuyi's arms, motionless as if tired.

After a while, Wen Yao got up slowly, and the quilt slipped off her shoulders.

As soon as she stood up, Jiang Shuyi stretched out a hand to circle her back, tightly bound Wen Yao's limbs like a polar bear, "Go to sleep again."

"Prepare your luggage, we're going to Haishi tomorrow." Wen Yao said quietly.

"I don't want to go..."

—Obviously she said she wanted to go, but now she said she didn't want to go.

Wen Yao didn't speak, and let Jiang Shuyi tie his hands and feet.

Jiang Shuyi kissed her, and whispered: "I like you so much."

Jiang Shuyi squeezed Wen Yao's bright and clean arm, she seemed to like Wen Yao's arm which was softer than rice cakes, it was not boring like playing with it.

At first, when Jiang Shuyi played like this, Wen Yao frowned and glared at her, but Jiang Shuyi never changed his mind.

Wen Yao was held in her arms without moving, "...you marked me, so you like me?"

"no."

Wen Yao turned around and looked at Jiang Shuyi seriously, "Why is that?"

"You look good..." Jiang Shuyi said in a low voice after being silent for a long time.

She fell in love with Wen Yao at first sight.

The two fell into a silence.

"The reason why you like someone is as simple as your brain."

Wen Yao commented unceremoniously.

"..."

Jiang Shuyi also knew that his reasons were superficial, superficial enough to disappoint,

But she can't help it, because this is the truth, this is her real thought.

She likes Wen Yao's face, her eyes, eyelashes, her delicate nose and her soft lips, Wen Yao's smooth neckline and her smooth skin, any part is worthy of being fascinated.

Wen Yao's voice, her pheromone smell...

Jiang Shuyi likes her very much, he can't help himself, he can't restrain himself, he likes her so much that he wants to hug her and kiss her right now.

"But I just like it." Jiang Shuyi immediately kissed Wen Yao.

"I like it."

Wen Yao obviously expected this superficial answer. She knew her own personality very well, and it was difficult even for her to like someone like herself, let alone others.

"Then Wen Yao, why do you like me?"

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao expectantly, hoping to hear an eager confession from this cold person in front of him.

"..." Wen Yao didn't speak, she seemed to close her eyes and think for a while, but didn't say the answer.

"Do you also think I'm good-looking? You like me because I have temperament?" Jiang Shuyi smiled smugly.

"In the past, juniors often confessed to me, saying that I was very temperamental." Jiang Shuyi raised his head, thinking of the time when he was the most lucky in college.

—Is it the temperament of a fool?

Wen Yao looked at her without speaking.

Jiang Shuyi smiled at Wen Yao, "Don't be jealous, I only like you."

"Do you only like me too?" Jiang Shuyi then asked with a smile.

Didn't hear Wen Yao's answer, Jiang Shuyi immediately moved his face closer, pestering, "Is it? Is it?"

Wen Yao didn't answer.

Seeing that Wen Yao still didn't answer, Jiang Shuyi became a little dissatisfied, "Then I should be very important to you, right?"

Jiang Shuyi replaced "like" with a more subtle "very important".

She doesn't particularly care whether Wen Yao says she likes it or not, as long as she hears that Wen Yao cares about herself.

But Wen Yao kept his mouth shut like a dead duck.

Jiang Shuyi was extremely depressed, she would tell Wen Yao every day that she liked her, but Wen Yao really didn't say a word.

She also knew that she might be a little greedy, but people's desires can never be satisfied, and if they get it, they want more. It is obvious that Wen Yao is so used to herself, which was obviously impossible before, but Now she still wants to hear Wen Yao say that she likes herself, she just wants to hear it for some reason.

Today she will listen!

"Wen Yao, don't tell me I'm going to get angry." Jiang Shuyi called out.

Wen Yao still didn't speak.

"I'll give you three seconds."

Jiang Shuyi felt that this sentence was probably something his previous self never dreamed of saying.

When Mingming was in school, she said in her heart that she must not be a person who threatens people with numbers like Professor Wen.

"Three, two, one..."

"zero."

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao who did not respond, his voice was very low.

"Minus one..." Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao pitifully, and added another number.

Obviously seeing Wen Yao's various behaviors, Jiang Shuyi felt that Wen Yao liked her quite a lot, and was accommodating and satisfied, but she just didn't understand how this person could be like those stone lions placed at the gate of the old house, with a mouth Harder than bone.

"Just a few words, is it so difficult to say?"

"..."

Angrily, Jiang Shuyi wanted to grab Wen Yao, and began to gnaw and bite.

Tonight she was more pestering than usual.

But in the end, Wen Yao still didn't say what she wanted to hear.