first love is not too late

Chapter 59 "Do You Mind?"

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After hanging up the phone, Ji Mingyu rubbed his eyebrows.

He really didn't mind Zhou Xiaoyue coming to live here, but after all, he didn't live alone, and he had to consider Fu Shi'an's ideas, even though he knew that Fu Shi'an probably wouldn't refuse.

He opened the app and looked at the nearby hotels, and sure enough, they were full for the next few days.

Two minutes after I closed my eyes, the phone started to vibrate again. Ji Mingyu didn't even look at it and instinctively pressed the answer button, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter? Are you so impatient?" There was a female voice on the phone, but it wasn't Zhou Xiaoyue, Ji Mingyu glanced at the screen, it was Meng Jie.

"It's nothing." Ji Mingyu turned over, "Why are you calling me so late?"

Meng Jie didn't bother with his impatience, and told Ji Mingyu the good news in an excited tone.

It is said that the newcomer writer who won the special prize in the last essay competition gave the copyright of the work to another publishing house for some reason, and the publication number originally reserved for the competition prize was vacant.

Meng Jie called Ji Mingyu immediately when she heard the news. If Ji Mingyu still wants to sign a contract to publish a collection of short stories, she will try her best to help him get this spot.

The prize of the competition was given to the grand prize pigeon, and it should go to Ji Mingyu, the first prize. As long as Ji Mingyu doesn't publish it, it will definitely be published.

After the two confirmed their intention to cooperate, they hung up the phone. Ji Mingyu held his phone with joy on his face. He couldn't wait to get up and wanted to rush to Fu Shi'an to tell him the good news.

The living room was quiet and dark, with only a ray of light peeking out from under the door of Fu Shi'an's room.

Sure enough, I haven't slept yet.

Ji Mingyu ran over, but the door was unlocked, so he just reached out and turned the handle and walked in.

The light in the bedroom was on, but no one was there when the quilt was lifted on the bed. Ji Mingyu looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the locked bathroom, where there was a pattering sound of water, as if taking a bath.

Ji Mingyu felt a little strange, Fu Shi'an had already taken a bath when he came back from get off work, so why was he taking a bath again after ten o'clock.

He called Yuanyuan twice, the sound of the water was so loud that Fu Shi'an probably didn't hear it, and after a while the sound of the water stopped, Ji Mingyu knocked on the glass door, "Yuanyuan?"

Then there was a sound of things falling from inside, as if Ji Mingyu was frightened.

"What's wrong?" Ji Mingyu knocked on the door.

"It's okay." Fu Shi'an's voice came through the door, and about ten seconds later, the bathroom door was opened, and Fu Shi'an came out wrapped in a towel, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

Ji Mingyu walked over and hugged him, and said excitedly, "I have good news for you."

Fu Shi'an was slightly stunned: "What good news?"

"I can publish it!" Ji Mingyu let go of him, and stared at Fu Shi'an with a smile on his face, only then did he notice that Fu Shi'an's face was a little red, but his body was cold with moisture.

Fu Shi'an was not so excited, he said "really" in a flat tone, then took a step back and walked towards the bed.

"Yeah." Ji Mingyu followed, and glanced at the direction of the bathroom. The shower was still dripping, but there was no hot water vapor in it.

"What were you doing? Taking a shower?" he asked.

"Yeah." Fu Shi'an walked to the closet, took a clean towel to wipe his face, and explained, "I sweated a little after doing plank support for a while."

Ji Mingyu glanced at the quilt on the bed, which was only lifted by one corner, and then stretched out his hand to brush his wet hair hanging on his forehead, "Take a cold shower?"

Fu Shi'an denied it: "No, Wen Shui."

Drops of water slipped from the fingers to Ji Mingyu's palm, causing a cool itch.Ji Mingyu looked at him for a while, watching his rosy face gradually covered by a pure white towel.The coolness on his hands disappeared, and he let go, "It's cold, don't catch a cold."

Autumn in Zewu is very short, and the temperature has dropped to single digits in November, so people like Ji Mingyu, who are so frost-resistant, have to change their autumn thin coats into woolen coats.

Today's opening, many big leaders of the project were present, and Ji Mingyu was in formal attire.He put on his shirt and vest, and rummaged through the closet for a while before he found a tie.He seldom wears a tie, partly because he is not very good at it, but because he feels overwhelmed.

The dark blue striped tie in his hand was bought as an emergency last time, and it has been wrinkled into a ball after he stuffed it in the cabinet for an unknown amount of time.Ji Mingyu frowned in disgust, then went to Fu Shi'an's room.

Fu Shi'an had just finished washing, and when Ji Mingyu entered the door, he happened to see him changing his clothes. The dark blue pajamas were taken off, revealing a muscular body with a broad back and a long body.As he raised his hand, the muscles on his back were clearly defined, which was very attractive.Ji Mingyu stood still and leaned against the door with folded arms and admired for a while, his eyes passed over his shoulders, along the sunken spine and fell on the upright buttocks.

Then the white light flashed, and they were all hidden under the clothes.

Fu Shi'an lowered his head and fastened the buttons one by one, and Ji Mingyu's eyes were glued to the back of his neck again.

"What's the matter?" Fu Shi'an found him, and his eyes fell on the tie in his hand: "You want me to tie a tie for you?"

Ji Mingyu came back to his senses, coughed twice, walked forward and handed over the tie.

Glancing at the crumpled little ball of fabric, Fu Shi'an didn't pick it up, but turned around and picked out a dark wine tie in his closet, "This one."

Ji Mingyu smiled, "Okay." After speaking, he stood in front of Fu Shi'an and waited for him to tie his tie.

He is taller than Fu Shi'an, standing in front of Fu Shi'an, his eyes are at the same level with the top of his head, Fu Shi'an raised his hand and wrapped the tie around his neck, then lowered his head slightly and pinched the tail of the tie and flipped it with his fingers, his forehead hair covered his eyes, Only the pointed nose tip can be seen.

"Why is it different from last time?" Ji Mingyu looked down at the folded red ribbon.

"The collar of your shirt is wider, and the Windsor knot looks better." Fu Shian said as he passed the large collar through the front loop, tightened the tie knot, and then pulled the front of the small collar to move the tie knot to the center of the collar.

Ji Mingyu chuckled, "There are still so many things to pay attention to."

His breath sprayed on Fu Shi'an's approaching fingers. The fingers were long and well-proportioned. Because of the white skin, the blue blood vessels were very obvious, scattered on the back of the bony hand like the natural green forging in jade.

"Has anyone ever told you that your hands are beautiful?" After Ji Mingyu finished speaking, Fu Shi'an stopped moving his fingertips, and raised his eyes to meet their gazes.

Fu Shi'an's eyelashes are very long, but because of his single eyelids, they are not curled up, instead they hang straight down. When he has no expression, he will look very cold.Ji Mingyu watched him twitch his eyelashes twice, he laughed, and softly said something hooligan, "You look good everywhere."

Then Changyan raised Fu Shi'an's eyes to him, adjusted the position of his bow tie in silence, and arranged his shirt smoothly, "It's all right."

"By the way," Ji Mingyu looked in the mirror, and tucked the tail of his tie into his vest, "Two days ago, Xiaoyue called me and said that she would come to Zewu to attend a concert."

"Well," Fu Shi'an also took out a tie of the same color from the closet and put it around his neck, lowered his head to tidy up, "When will it be? Do you want to have a meal together?"

Ji Mingyu shook his head, and then told Zhou Xiaoyue that he didn't book a hotel and wanted to stay overnight.Since Zhou Xiaoyue definitely couldn't let him sleep on the sofa like Xu Mian when he came over, Ji Mingyu dedicated his room very loyally, and then he naturally wanted to sleep with Fu Shi'an.

Ji Mingyu folded his arms and leaned against the closet, watching him tie his tie with his head down,

"Do you mind?"

What do you mind?Do you mind if Zhou Xiaoyue stays overnight, or do you mind sharing the same bed with him?

Fu Shi'an paused while pulling his tie, then raised his eyes to look at Ji Mingyu in a daze.

Ji Mingyu's words were puns, vague, and after two seconds, Fu Shi'an tightened his bow tie and said, "I don't mind."

The corners of Ji Mingyu's mouth turned up slightly, noticing that Fu Shi'an's back tie was pressed beyond the collar of his shirt, he approached Fu Shi'an, raised his hand to circle him, "Don't move."

Fu Shi'an stood still, and the two of them were closer than before, and they could smell the same aftershave mint on each other.

"Do you mind if she comes to stay overnight, or do you mind sharing... the same bed with me?"

Ji Mingyu clarified the words, he seemed to be asking casually, but he just dragged on the word 'sleep' for half a second.Fu Shi'an raised his eyes, and met Shang Ji Mingyu's affectionate eyes with a smile.

He did it on purpose.

During this period of getting along, if he hadn't noticed that Fu Shi'an was wrong in that respect, he would be too slow. The two of them confirmed their relationship and lived together day and night, but they stayed at the kissing step for so long. Fu Shi'an was shy, but he could clearly feel Fu Shi'an's restraint.

Would rather take a cold shower than do anything.

This is not right.

Zhou Xiaoyue's words reminded him.

Yes, whoever falls in love lives together and sleeps in separate rooms.

What is Fu Shi'an hiding?

And why hide,

What the hell is he afraid of...

Ji Mingyu wanted to know, so let's get rid of Fu Shi'an's worries from sleeping on the same bed.