Chapter Ninety-Seven: Self-Righteous Love

Tick-tock, the hour hand keeps turning.

The sun and the moon alternate with each other, bidding farewell to the night and ushering in the morning.

Du Xiaowan lay on her stomach and fell asleep deeply, sleeping very sweetly.

A ray of sunlight sprinkled on Ke Zhenhao's face, warm and dazzling.

Raising his hand to gently block out the sunlight, he slowly opened his eyes, "What is this place?" ”

Ke Zhenhao rubbed his head and sat up slowly, and looked at it, it turned out that he was in the manor.

I was just about to lift my leg and get out of bed, but when my hand was about to lift the corners of the quilt, I touched a hand.

looked at the side of the bed fiercely, 'Du Xiaowan? ’

Du Xiaowan lay on the side of the bed, sleeping sweetly, her black hair glowing with black luster in the sun.

The eyelashes are curled, the thick black arc outlines the eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the half of the red lips on the side are tightly closed.

Reaching out and caressing her hair, she looks like a sleeping beauty.

Du Xiaowan's eyes moved slightly, Ke Zhenhao hurriedly withdrew his hand, lying on the pillow with his eyes closed.

Du Xiaowan's arms were a little sore, she raised her head, rubbed her neck with her hands, and shook clockwise.

Stretched his waist and looked at Ke Zhenhao on the bed, still asleep, and quietly opened the door and walked out of the room.

Du Xiaowan felt her body stiff, and after washing, she went to the yard to stretch her muscles and bones.

Ke Zhenhao heard the sound of the door closing, and quietly opened his eyes to look at the door, and he was the only one left in the room.

He got up and tidied himself.

The outside air is so fresh, with a faint scent of grass, warm sunshine, and the chirping of birds.

Ke Zhenhao stretched out his arms and walked into the courtyard, "Xiaowan." ”

Looking back and smiling.

Du Xiaowan looked back, a little shy, and a little expectant.

"Young Master, you're awake."

Ke Zhenhao rubbed his head, "Du Xiaowan, why were you, me, in bed last night?" ”

Ke Zhenhao seemed to have lost his memory, forgetting the tender scene last night.

"Young Master, don't you remember last night?"

Du Xiaowan is a girl, how could she mention the shameful thing last night.

Ke Zhenhao shook his head, as if he really didn't remember everything.

"You drank too much, I helped you upstairs, and then I somehow fell asleep on the edge of the bed, maybe you were too heavy."

Hehe, Du Xiaowan smirked a few times.

How can a girl explain this kind of thing, is it possible to say that Ke Zhenhao carried her upstairs?

Ke Zhenhao thought carefully and looked at Du Xiaowan again.

"That's all?" Questioning, Du Xiaowan nodded.

After briefly cleaning up the manor, Ke Zhenhao took Du Xiaowan to drive to work.

The two of them didn't speak, Du Xiaowan was too shy to look at Ke Zhenhao, and she would blush when she thought about it.

"Du Xiaowan, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red, did you catch a cold last night? ”

Ke Zhenhao looked at Du Xiaowan's normal complexion for a while, thinking that she was suffering from the cold.

How do you know that Du Xiaowan's feelings for the girl are just beginning, and in the face of her favorite Ke Zhenhao, she is just shy.

"No, no, young master."

Du Xiaowan covered her face with both hands and leaned sideways against the car door, ashamed of how she was so easy to become a nymphomaniac.

Ke Zhenhao shrugged his shoulders and looked ahead and drove into the city.

I thought that love would start like this, but it became my one-sided idea.

Ke Zhenhao's lofty posture seems to never bow his head and admit love.

Until Du Xiaowan completely wanted to turn around...... Brave confession.

Du Xiaowan, like every girl, thought that such a date was the beginning of love.

But coldness appeared on Ke Zhenhao's face.

Du Xiaowan sat in the office and was a nymphomaniac, thinking about her first kiss last night.

"Dangdangdang." Someone banged on the table.

Du Xiaowan was pulled back by the sound of percussion, "Uncle Cousin." ”

shouted Uncle Cousin in panic.

Ke Yixuan looked left and right, frowning and looking Du Xiaowan up and down.

Du Xiaowan was a little hairy when Ke Yixuan looked at her, and her eyes dodged, "Uncle Cousin, why are you looking at people like this." ”

"Xiaowan, I'm wondering if you're a nymphomaniac again?"

"I don't have it, it's just that there are a lot of things, and I'm just thinking a little distracted."

Du Xiaowan tidied up the table and diverted the topic.

"Why didn't you and Zhenhao come back last night?"

That's to the point.

"I, I went to the manor for dinner."

How can this be explained, a couple of men and women did not return all night.

"Oh?" Ke Yixuan felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"Here's for you."

Ke Yixuan put a lunch box on the table.

Du Xiaowan looked at the lunch box, "What is this, for me?" ”

Du Xiaowan opened the lunch box, "It's so fragrant." ”

A serving of chicken soup with love.

"Drink it while it's hot." Ke Yixuan's every accident is very warm.

Du Xiaowan held the box of chicken soup with tears in her eyes.

"Yo, are we Xiaowan moved by me?"

Ke Yixuan took out a tissue to wipe away the tears from the corners of Xiaowan's eyes, and teased the girl who worried about her.

"Uncle Cousin, you're teasing Xiaowan again."

Poof, Xiao Wan smiled.

Ke Yixuan sent love chicken soup early in the morning, but who knows if he didn't sleep all night.

Ke Yixuan didn't know whether he cherished or loved Du Xiaowan.

The obsession with Du Xiaowan far exceeds that of Wan Niang, maybe just to atone for her sins.

But I always want to cross that gully in my heart, but the more I think about it, the more tormented I become.

"Uncle Cousin, thank you."

Looking at Du Xiaowan's happy appearance, Ke Yixuan chose to forget about last night.