The rattling of the water stopped a short time later.

A figure walked through the mist to the sink, picked up the pajamas on the chair, and suddenly put them down.

She remembered someone's stoic eyes, and against the face that was red by the mist, she took out a burgundy sundress and bathrobe from the space, slowly put them on and walked out.

"I'm done." She glanced at Wen Qizhou, who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, and walked to the bedside with his gaze.

Wen Qizhou hadn't noticed that something was wrong with her.

He snuffed out his cigarette and went into the bathroom to wash it off with the rest of her water, bringing the vapor closer to her.

When he lifted the corner of the quilt and lay on the bed, Chi Yue was so nervous that his whole body was hot, and the sound of breathing became extremely obvious.

"What's wrong?" He lifted his arm across the back of her neck and put his arms around her waist in an absolutely possessive position.

"I didn't ...... Not much. ”

"Did you do something bad?"

Chi Yue's brain buzzed.

She glanced at his smiling face, the unfading flush of her cheeks spreading to her neck like ripe peaches.

The weak-hearted appearance silently confirmed what he said casually, Wen Qizhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and poked her cheeks with his knuckled fingertips: "What are you hiding from me?" ”

"I am...... Changed the skirt. ”

"Skirts?"

"Hmm." Chi Yue's eyelashes fluttered twice, Rao was full of courage, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Do you want to see it?" ”

Wen Qizhou seemed to understand.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the white collarbone that was not covered by the bathrobe, and the strings of reason suddenly tightened.

However, she still leaned softly into his arms, like a prey that took the initiative to jump into a trap, luring him as a hunter.

His collarbone, accentuating the green tendons, lifted the collar and gradually saw the sundress hidden under the bathrobe.

His white skin was intertwined with the red, his eyes sank, and he leaned over to kiss the prey in his arms.

"It's beautiful."

A murmur of a hoarse voice enters the pinna.

Chi Yue felt his calloused fingertips rubbing against her collarbone, like a fine electric current, sweeping across her limbs.

Her heart was beating fast and she didn't move.

Suddenly, the apricot eyes widened suddenly, and soon a layer of water vapor gathered inside, and the crimson color that spread to the neck gradually spread on the skin, like a blooming rose.

The light refracted by the lamp overhead, from time to time through the gap in the futon, as if to inquire about something, and was ashamed of the overlapping figures, repeating back and forth brightly and darkly.

Her face was half sideways, her bloodied ear pressed against the pillow, and she listened to the embarrassing voice through the bed.

The other ear was occupied by his whispers and his unreasonable demands.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the ambiguous bedroom returned to calm, and the light on the ceiling was completely extinguished after repeated inquiries.

*

It's close to noon.

Wen Qizhou, who was the first to wake up, left Wenrou Township with a satisfied face, and bent down to pick up the garbage that was thrown on the ground last night.

He washed up briefly, and was about to go into the kitchen to pick up rice and cook, when he suddenly heard the man lying on the bed whispering to him.

"Prayer Boat ......"

Chi Yue, who woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, stretched out an arm branded with plum blossom marks, and the moment he leaned closer, he climbed up to his neck and rubbed against his neck.

"I want to drink water." ”

Wen Qizhou sat up with her shoulders, poured a glass of water at the right temperature and fed it to her lips, and watched her drink.

He put down the glass, his palm fell on his waist like a thin willow, and his eyes were not as crazy as last night, only concern.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Huh?" Chi Yue stared at him for two seconds, and suddenly reacted to what he was asking, pursing his lips slightly: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"Then you can lie down and rest for a while." He bent down his noble waist, kissed her forehead, and twisted the corners of the quilt for her.

After more intimate contact, they looked at each other with the love that was about to overflow, and they only looked at each other, and the air around them seemed to be filled with indescribable sweetness.

But they didn't get tired of it for long.

Wen Qizhou was worried that she would be hungry, so he asked her about the dishes she wanted to eat at noon, so he walked into the kitchen with the ingredients she gave her.

Because Xie Changxiao and the others would come over from time to time, they had kitchenware, seasonings, and things that could appear in the kitchen, such as rice noodles, potatoes, onions, ginger and garlic.

He stood in front of the cooking table, rolled up his sleeves to wash the rice and vegetables, and then processed the pork ribs and river shrimp, taking advantage of the gap between the rice cooking, to make two dishes and one soup with quick movements.

The rich aroma soon spreads.

Chi Yue, who was aroused, put on the pajamas at the end of the bed, moved to the sofa and waited for him to come over.

When braised pork ribs, spicy shrimp and corn and winter melon soup were placed on the table, the aroma went straight to the tip of her nose.

"My husband has worked hard." Shouting "husband" for a night, she picked up a piece of ribs and fed it to Wen Qizhou's mouth.

Wen Qizhou raised his thin lips slightly.

Just as he was about to bite the ribs, a knock on the door suddenly came to his ears: "Pray for the boat, have you gotten up?" ”

(End of chapter)