Chapter 342: Another unconscious
It's just that Si Mu's words made Wen Qingwu pay attention to a detail: "You said, I dragged you into the room?" β
"Hmm." Si Mu nodded, "Haven't you forgotten a lot of things from the past now, but I really didn't lie to you, it was really you who pulled me in." He also said that he would let me come more in the future. Si Mu said, not knowing what he thought, he turned his head a little shyly and looked at the white bed curtain, not daring to look directly at Wen Qingwu.
"I'm not talking about that." Wen Qingwu asked in a low voice, "I want to ask, do you have anything else to do after that?" β
I didn't care much about it before, but now I ...... Thinking of Li Ke's suddenly changed face, even his hands were so concerned, as for his body. It's probably more concerned. And she didn't even know if this body was still a virgin.
"What's the matter?" Si Mu asked blankly, and after asking this, he came back to his senses, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "You want to ask if you have a good time, right?" β
On weekdays, Si Mu often looks like he doesn't want to enter with a straight face, don't talk about laughing, he doesn't see anyone talking to him gently. Seeing him say such a topic in such a tone, it made Wen Qingwu a little uncomfortable.
She nodded, but didn't speak.
Si Mu crossed his legs, bent one leg, and leaned on the bed frame, a little lazy, "At that time, you pushed me on the bed." As he spoke, he looked at Wen Qingwu's face.
Seeing her embarrassed face, Si Mu continued: "I didn't respond, you forced me, pressed me on the bed and rode up." Si Mu said, closed his eyes, and seemed to recall a very beautiful thing, with a naΓ―ve look on his face.
As he spoke, he opened his eyes and looked at Wen Qingwu, his eyes shining in the darkness, "I really regret it now." At that time, she had to give him her body, and even though she had already reacted, she still resolutely did not overstep.
Instead, he pulled up her clothes and smiled and told her to wait for the door.
But they never thought that the two of them would go on two completely different paths in the future, and then drift apart. No more intersections.
Wen Qingwu heard Si Mu say that he regretted it, so he put his heart at ease. At least there is still a little bit of gentlemanly conduct. After relieving his heart, Wen Qingwu was not so nervous.
She said, "The general is indeed a gentleman. β
"What's so good about a gentleman." Si Mu tugged at the corners of his mouth disdainfully, "You don't like it either." β
"It's not." Wen Qingwu said with a straight face: "It doesn't matter if I like it or not, as long as the woman in the general's heart is thinking about it." She must let Si Mu distinguish that she and the original body are two people.
This kind of emotional migration made her very annoyed and embarrassed.
Unlike the first time he heard Wen Qingwu say this, Si Mu was not shocked, complicated or thoughtful, and only looked at Wen Qingwu calmly.
Wen Qingwu was stunned by Si Mu's calm gaze, and Wen Sheng explained: "General Si, I hope you can understand that I am really not the same person as the one in your heart. β
Si Mu didn't speak, lowering his eyebrows. Wen Qingwu held the quilt on his chest, because he was too nervous, but there was a lot less underneath, revealing a little frost-white obscene pants, and the little white foot sticking out under the obscene pants.
Si Mu lowered his eyebrows and looked at which foot, his face was blank, and he didn't know what to think.
Wen Qingwu's feet shrank into the quilt, "General Si, I don't know why you suddenly came to me, I already made it very clear in the post station on the way to Luoyang Palace that day." I'm not the same woman you thought I was. β
Si Mu suddenly raised his head, his gaze was still calm, "Actually, I believed your words very much. β
"That's not rhetoric." Wen Qingwu was extremely helpless, "I'm telling the truth, I'm really not her." β
Si Mu looked at Wen Qingwu seriously, and after she finished speaking a little excitedly, she slowly spoke, "Do you know what you like to eat?" Don't like to eat? What does a sad gaze look like? What happens when you are happy? Those fingers are the ones that serve the teacup? How do you pause when you pick up a pen? What kind of eyes will you look at when you run away? What is the sitting position when making tea? Will your index finger curl when you're nervous? Playing the piano is the temperament of the body, and even the sound of playing the piano and the finger movements of pressing the strings? He asked.
This series of questions made Wen Qingwu stunned, and first looked at Si Mu seriously, wanting to see what he meant. Seeing him looking at himself indifferently, it seemed that he was really just asking an ordinary question.
So Wen Qingwu seriously thought about Fang Cai's question.
However, none of them paid attention. It seems that these details of her have not been noticed. So honestly shook his head.
Wen Qingwu's hair was scattered, and the black green silk was scattered on his shoulders like a black waterfall. Flowing beside you.
Si Mu reached out and picked up a strand of hair, and said softly, "But I know everything." β
"What?" Si Mu's voice was too soft, Wen Qingwu didn't hear it, leaned forward slightly, and asked.
Si Mu's fingertips wrapped around his hair, Wen Yan put down his hair, and looked up at Wen Qingwu: "It's nothing." I'm here to give you something? He changed the subject.
Seeing that Si Mu didn't want to say more, Wen Qingwu didn't want to say anything more. Take his words; "What's that?"
Si Mu's hand reached behind his back, and his hand was obviously empty, and there was an extra peony flower in his hand. This is very good-looking, it will not be opened, it will be budding, delicate and full of vitality.
It's better than any she's seen so far.
"General, this is ...... For me? Wen Qingwu asked hesitantly.
Si Mu nodded, "When I went down the mountain, I picked it on purpose." It's so rare that there is no damage. As he spoke, he reached out and put it on for Wen Qingwu.
Wen Qingwu dodged sideways.
Si Mu's hand stopped, and his eyes looked gloomily at the peony in his hand, "Don't you like it?" β
Looking at his gloomy gaze, Wen Qingwu suddenly felt a pain in his heart. This is a different feeling when she is with Li Ke, even if Li Ke does something out of the ordinary, she is embarrassed and embarrassed at most.
But I haven't felt so strongly in my heart, is it distressing? Or is it exciting? Wen Qingwu didn't know, but the pain in her chest made her arch her body, and in order not to let Si Mu notice, she only dared to move a small way.
"It's not that I don't like it," she said, relieving herself, "It's just that I've taken off my head now, how will I sleep when I plug in this?" β
After being silent for a while, I heard Li Ke say, "Okay, then don't bring it." β
After speaking, he continued: "Then do you like this or his?" β
"Which one?" Wen Qingwu was confused.
After a moment of silence, Si Mu cautiously spoke: "Do you like my flower, or the one that Li Ke gave you during the day?" β
Wen Qingwu finally understood Si Mu's awkwardness. Annoying......
She pretended to look at the peony in Si Mu's hand seriously, as if she was thinking deeply before she said slowly: "In terms of appearance, this one is better-looking." β
"So you prefer this one?" Si Mu raised his voice and asked expectantly.
Wen Qingwu pursed her lips and nodded solemnly, "That's right!" I prefer this one. The latest chapter of "Rufeng Ling Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.