Shen Mu had exercised great restraint and sat as far away as possible to avoid Yu Shu's discomfort, but the bed was only such a big place.
Because the room is small, there is a cabinet for clothes at the head of the bed, so there is even less room to sit.
After Shen Mu sat down, Yu Shu could smell the soap smell of his clothes and feel his strong presence.
She regretted why she came in. She should have rejected the person firmly just now.
When Yu Shu regretted it, Shen Mu handed over toffee and chicken cake, "Want to eat?"
It was better to eat than to be so quiet now. Yu Shu was eating the chicken cake. She was not hungry, so she ate in small bites, planning to wait for a while and leave after eating without damaging Shen Mu's face.
Looking from Shen Mu's point of view, the girl was eating reservedly, with the tip of her red tongue poking out from time to time between her white teeth. When she bit the chicken cake, Shen Mu moved her hands, and even wanted to replace the food with her fingers. Instead.
If it were his fingertips, such a delicate girl would have closed her teeth tightly in suspicion, preventing her fingers from entering.
If he had used some force to force his way in, the tender red hut might have pushed his fingers out with the tip of his tongue angrily, and then finally kicked him out. She would have stared at him shyly and coquettishly set rules for him in the future. can not be like this.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Shen Mu staring at her eating a cake. Yu Shu thought that Shen Mu was dissatisfied with her eating too slowly and disturbing his rest.
She finished the remaining egg cake in two mouthfuls, put the white rabbit in her pocket, stood up and said almost impatiently.
"Thank you for the hospitality. I'll go back then and won't disturb your rest."
After saying that, before Shen Mu could speak, she left the room briskly and went back to the next door.
Shen Mu looked at the door that was politely closed, retracted his outstretched hand, looked at the opened food bags, sealed them, and looked at the room that had become quiet again. For the first time, Shen Mu felt that there seemed to be something here. It's spacious.
When Yu Shu returned to the room, she lightly hit her head and was speechless at the scene she had been thinking about before.
It was also because she had heard too much about what Yu's mother said about men beating their own women, and she saw Shen Mu in the dream looking at her with eyes that seemed to be full of thick ink that could not be dissolved.
She subconsciously thought that the mark on her body in the dream was caused by Shen Mu. She never thought that it was bullying, but it was a normal bullying between husband and wife.
At this time, when she recalled the mottled marks on her body in the dream, Yu Shu's face was so hot that it could burn her hands.
She lay on the bed and buried her face in the pillow. She was quite comfortable with Shen Mu, but suddenly she didn't know what kind of attitude she should use towards others in the future.
I don't know whether to follow the development in the dream, break off the engagement with He Qing, and become a couple with Shen Mu.
Yu Shu's head was in a mess. Her emotions towards Shen Mu were complicated, but she was a little bit withdrawn from having such a close relationship with him so quickly.
After thinking about it for a long time, Yu Shu finally decided to let nature take its course. Shen Mu could not be made responsible for the rest of her life just because of a dream. That would not be fair to him.
After thinking more clearly, Yu Shu no longer let these complicated thoughts keep her awake all night. She simply stopped thinking about them, let them go, and let them develop.
Yu Shu still didn't sleep well at night when Yu's mother woke her up and wanted to avoid Shen Mudian.
But today Shen Mu seemed to wake up late. He washed up with her in the yard, and then had breakfast together. Their chopsticks happened to touch each other while picking pickles.
These coincidences caused Yu Shu's quail nature to kick in, and she didn't dare to look at anyone. After breakfast, she huddled on a stool and drank porridge quietly, not even picking up pickles.
(End of chapter)
