Pat Me Please

Xiang Wan seemed to be quite used to it, and didn't send her any messages. Yu Zhou yawned and leaned on the bed to watch TV for a while. Seeing that it was past eleven o'clock, he glanced at the silent cell phone, lay down and fell into a coma instantly.

He slept so soundly that night that the alarm clock delayed Yu Zhou three times before waking him up.

After a brief wash, she put her bag on her back and went to 203 to find Xiang Ban, rang the doorbell, and Xiang Ban came to open the door. Yu Zhou was very satisfied to notice that she had put on the anti-theft chain, and praised her with admiring eyes.

Xiang Wan was wearing pajamas, with a pink face and peach cheeks, and her hair was wrapped softly. She still greeted her softly, and went back to the bathroom to wash up.

Yu Zhou opened the curtains for her, sat on the bed covered with sunlight, looked up and saw a few used tissues on the bedside table, she picked them up and threw them into the trash can.

When I squeezed it in my hand, I found that it didn't feel right.

A pink transparent jelly-like object was exposed from the paper ball, it was only a small piece, very concealed and smooth, enough for Yu Zhou to distinguish what it was based on experience.

Frightened, she quickly crumpled the paper ball again, threw it into the bucket, then turned back and opened the drawer of the bedside table. There was nothing in it except the remote control and some promotional leaflets.

When I looked up, I saw a small blue and white glossy paper box next to the pillow. Only half of the plastic film was left, which had been removed.

Yu Zhou quietly moved the pillow over to cover it.

Why did Xiang Wan remove a condom?

I blushed a lot.

The hotel is right next to Jingshan Park, and the two of them went to eat a bowl of wontons. Yu Zhou found that Xiang Wan’s way of eating wontons was much more down-to-earth. The first meal he just came here was also wontons. It can be eaten in four or five bites.

Now I know two and one.

It was still early, and Yu Zhou was stirring the wonton soup, not knowing how to ask Xiang Wan about the condom.

Well, in fact, the paper towels, the cover of the bedside table, and her appearance in pajamas are too easy to associate. If you change someone, Yu Zhou can easily understand, ah... physiological needs, it's normal.

But what Xiang Wan said in her heart had never been related to this kind of thing.

Because of this, she was afraid to ask, and found that Xiang Ban was really exploring herself, so she didn't know how to face her.

She always felt that she was obliged to teach Xiang Wan and take care of him, but when she saw such a private thing, Yu Zhou suddenly realized that it is most important to admit that Xiang Wan is an independent individual, not someone else, just It was Yu Zhou himself.

She has the right to explore anything without having to tell anyone.

However, it is always right to popularize safety knowledge with her, right?

Yu Zhou stirred the wonton soup again, fixed his eyes on the spoon, and asked as casually as possible: "Well, I cleaned up the bedside for you."

"Thank you."

"That, the thing you dismantled, put it under your pillow for you."

"Thank you."

thank you Yu Zhou put down the spoon, blushing a little: "What are you using that for?"

"I saw it in the cabinet, so I took it apart. This one is similar to a finger cot, but it's bigger and a little loose. It can fit two fingers."

... "Why are you looking at that thing again?"

Fortunately, this exploration is not that exploration, but this girl always likes to explore condoms, is there something wrong with it?

"Last time you said I was allergic, this time I saw the expiration date, I want to try again, allergies are not allergic."

Oh, it seems to make sense.

"Is that allergic?" Yu Zhou leaned forward and asked her in a gossip whisper.

Xiang Wan smiled, tilted his head and asked her back: "Want to know what this is for?"

The expression is innocent, and the tone is a bit black-bellied, like the emoji of a little bad cat, hey, it's hard for Yu Zhou to say anything.

So she retracted and muttered: "In the future, don't mess with the things in the hotel. Do you know the one who will deduct money?"

"Understood." Xiang Wanxi smiled.

The activity area is on the north gate of Jingshan Park. About 500 meters away, a stage is set up. It is not too gorgeous, but it is passable. There is a row of compact white plastic chairs below, no audience, staff Cordon lines separating areas are being sorted out.

Xiang Wan was the second to arrive. There is no order of appearance in the rehearsal process of the event party, whoever comes first will pick first.

In the front is a male CV, the process is still normal, it seems to answer questions, and then make a short voice to interact with the fans in the audience.

The male CV Yu Zhou doesn't know her very well, so it's hard to say who he is, but she is thinking, what if no one raises their hands in this kind of fan interaction, it's so embarrassing, but fortunately Xiang Wan is popular now, But it became popular a little late, I don't know if the fans got the news and rushed over.

The male CV was finished quickly, the host squatted by the stage, and revisited the process with the staff, the staff went to prepare the interactive content for Xiang Wan, and then the host drank his saliva.

The staff ran over and said to Xiang Wan, "Teacher, you can go up."

Yu Zhou brought Xiang Wan's bag over: "Go."

It's like a broker.

Xiang Wan nodded and stepped onto the stage from the side.

She is still wearing jeans today, a thin milk tea-colored sweater and pullover, and her hair is tied into a ponytail. Tomorrow, Yu Zhou prepared a small skirt for her, with a Hanfu style, but for some reason, seeing her slim and graceful appearance on the stage, Yu Zhou seemed to imagine how amazing she would be tomorrow.

It is difficult to recall the appearance of Xiangwan sitting on the sofa at her house in ancient clothes at the beginning, cramped, restless, with an ancient and stale atmosphere.

But now she is standing on the stage, facing the empty auditorium below the stage, introducing her works gracefully.

Tomorrow there will be fans waving their hands in the audience, calling out the name that ordinary people in Li Dynasty had no chance to call directly.

Standing with arms folded, Yu Zhou let out a deep breath.

Reminiscing about the past, Yu Zhou listened quietly to the voice on the stage, the more he listened, the more wrong it became.

The host said: "I didn't expect Teacher Xiang's voice to be beautiful, and the person is even more beautiful."

This sentence alone sounds like a compliment, but the next sentence is: "The body is also very beautiful haha."

Xiang Wan slightly turned his head to look at him and smiled.

The host asked again: "Is the teacher wearing a skirt tomorrow?" This sentence moved the microphone away, as if asking in private.

Xiang Wan asked, "Does it have anything to do with walking?"

"If you want to wear a skirt, remember to walk a little bit from the inside when you come up. For the live broadcast effect, there is a blower when you go outside, and it may disappear." The host smiled and looked at Xiang Wan's abdomen.

Yu Zhou clearly saw that Xiang Wan's body was stiff and couldn't see her expression, but she knew that she should frown.

Yu Zhou stared at the stage and hugged his arms tightly.

Answered two more questions, which was normal. Next, the host asked the staff to put the dubbing clips on the big screen, and please demonstrate the dubbing to Wan.

When the text paragraph appeared, Xiang Wan was stunned.

A coquettish line without nutrition, the youngest daughter's voice is called "brother", and some modal particles such as "ah...", "ha..." and "um..." are connected with ellipses.

Xiang Wan took a quick look at Yu Zhou.

Then he turned his head away again, looked up at those lines, and gradually tightened his hand holding the microphone.

The impact of this scene on Yu Zhou was unprecedented. Xiang Wan stood in front of the big screen, holding the microphone in her hand, looking up helplessly, and those she loved, loved, and were willing to devote eight years to The things of time, in the form of words like "ah..." "ha..." "um..." are projected in front of her, as if to overwhelm her.

She just stared at the words without saying anything.

The host's voice was like a reminder: "Is the teacher ready?"

Seeing that her expression was not right, the staff in the audience looked this way, and the host smiled awkwardly and smoothed things over: "We don't need to do it for the rehearsal. We will do it for the live broadcast. Teacher, protect your throat."

Then he cleared his throat again, and looked down at the card in his hand: "Then let's talk about the active atmosphere. Has the teacher ever acted in a passionate scene? Many audiences are interested. How does this usually work?"

Yu Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled a staff member over: "Stop, immediately, immediately."

Then she yelled to the stage: "Wanwan, come down."

It's hard to resist the urge to scold your mother.

Xiang Wan turned to look at her, pursed the corners of her mouth, then squatted down, put the microphone on the side of the stage, and walked towards her quickly. When she was about to step off the stage, she quickened her pace again, almost running to Yu Zhou's side.

Yu Zhou hugged her, and she was buried in Zhou's arms, she didn't say anything, but was shaking.

The host turned off the microphone, shrugged and gestured with the staff, and the staff in the audience and a few passers-by were also whispering.

Yu Zhou put his arms around Xiang Wan's waist, reached out and stroked her hair soothingly: "Don't be afraid."

A staff member came to mediate: "Teacher..."

"Get out." Yu Zhou recognized that he was the one who was talking about the process and putting up the ppt, so he only said this softly.

When Xiang Wan calmed down, Yu Zhou patted the back of her head: "Let's go."

Xiang Wan was buried in her neck, and the little dumb voice confirmed to her: "You're not going to participate?"

"Not participating."