Collection 2

Chapter 2

But Little Bear Lu Yinghuai was so angry that he didn't reach out to take it.

　　Why did Assistant Zhang buy such a thing? !

　　Wearing this ridiculously weird outfit is his last line. There is absolutely no way he will be able to drink milk from a bottle!

　　Especially... in front of Ning Yu.

　　Lu Yinghuai has been particularly concerned about his image in front of Ning Yu from a long time ago.

　　When he was a freshman in high school, he felt that he was a cold school bully all day long. In addition, he deliberately went against his family and learned a lot of bad habits like smoking and drinking.

　　When I had a self-study class, I would run out to play ball. When I was tired, I would throw my school uniform jacket over my shoulders and find an empty classroom to smoke.

　　But when he returned to the classroom and sat next to Ning Yu, he saw Ning Yu frowning slightly, "The smell of smoke is so strong."

　　Ning Yu didn't say he hated it, but Lu Yinghuai's heart became subtly nervous, as if a thin thread was wrapped around it.

　　When Ning Yu wasn't paying attention, he sniffed his school uniform quietly.

　　Does it really smell like smoke?

　　Lu Yinghuai didn't smell it, but his mind wandered and he remembered that Ning Yu always had a very light fragrance on his body.

　　I can't say what it smells like, but it's probably a mixture of fruity woods and flowers, sweet and fresh.

　　He coughed lightly and pretended to be impatient, "There's no smell of smoke."

　　But in fact, after returning home, I threw my school uniform into the washing machine several times. My frequency of smoking dropped drastically. I also searched all the shower gels on the market and picked one that smelled similar to Ning Yu's.

　　While taking a shower, the cold school bully stared at the bottle of shower gel and said to himself: "It would be better to use a little more."

　　Then squeeze out a lethal dose.

　　Early the next morning, he came to class early and sat next to Ning Yu. For a moment, he opened his school uniform and fanned himself as if he was too hot. For a moment, he deliberately dropped something at Ning Yu's feet and turned to pick it up.

　　Ning Yu was reading seriously, but Lu Yinghuai couldn't calm down at all and kept repeating in his mind: "Why didn't he praise me? Did he not smell it? Didn't he like the smell? Or did I use too little..."

　　The cold school bully zipped up his school uniform in frustration, but his sleeves were suddenly tugged.

　　Next to him, Ning Yu looked at him with a smile, as if he was afraid of disturbing other students, so he came over and said softly.

　　"You smell so good."

　　Lu Yinghuai: "...!"

　　He was stunned for a few seconds, and looked away awkwardly to hide his discomfort, "...it's okay, just buy a shower gel, just use it."

　　Ten years later, Lu Yinghuai has long passed his teenage years, but some of his characteristics have been completely retained.

　　For example, now, he refused to drink milk from a bottle because he felt embarrassed, which made Ning Yu very helpless.

　　"Xiao Huai, be good. If you don't eat, brother Xiao Ning will worry about you."

　　Ning Yu held him in his arms and coaxed him. Lu Yinghuai was wrapped in the familiar fragrance and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.