Dong Dong Dong -
There was a gentle knock on the door, and Zhuli opened a corner of the quilt in case the cold wind got in.
The room air conditioner didn't seem to work very well.
When I walked to the door, I looked through the peephole to see who was knocking, and then I opened the door with confidence.
"Hello ma'am, this is what you want."
"Thanks."
She naturally took it and politely thanked the person standing outside the door.
He closed the door and poured the medicine out of the plastic bag.
First, take out the antipyretic medicine, and then brew it with hot water.
He walked very slowly towards the bed.
When he was about to approach him, Zhuli stopped and sighed deeply.
She bent down and placed the glass of water on the bedside table, then held the back of his head to help him up.
Unexpectedly, she still underestimated her own strength and tried hard for a long time but failed.
Simply sit on the edge of the bed and lean him into your arms.
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When Zhuli opened her eyes again, she found that she was actually lying on the bed, and the bedside was mostly empty.
Is he gone?
Zhuli leaned on the bed with a slightly disappointed expression.
"Just go, out of sight, out of mind."
She pulled the quilt over her head, hoping to catch her breath temporarily.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Dong dong dong!"
Suddenly, there was a series of rapid knocks on the door, and the force became heavier and heavier.
If you don't open the door again, the door may be torn down by someone outside.
"Who!"
Zhuli was a little annoyed and struggled to get up. This time she didn't have time to see through the peephole to see who was outside the door.
After unscrewing the door handle, a pale-faced Su Zhiyan stood outside the door.
She tapped her fingertips on the door panel and squeezed in.
"Zhuli, considering that we are high school classmates, I will always give in to you."
"But you went too far today!"
"If you like the project "Back on the Moonlight", that's fine, but I have a request."
Su Zhiyan bent her legs and leaned on the side of the sofa, folding her arms in front of her chest.
"Don't steal the scene from me."
She raised her head and looked at her noblely.
Zhuli closed her eyes gently and bit her lips.
He walked straight up to her, raised his hand and touched her forehead.
"Are you OK?"
Su Zhiyan knocked off his hand seriously: "Where did you hide Mr. Jing?"
"Don't you know we are already together?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of the bathroom door opening.
Jing Huaizhi had just finished taking a shower. His white bathrobe was loosely worn on his body, and his messy hair was still dripping with water.
He raised his eyes and met Su Zhiyan's gaze, and immediately stretched out his hand to straighten the collar.
"Is something wrong?"
Su Zhiyan swallowed a few times unconsciously and came to her senses.
"Mr. Jing, you have been tricked by this woman!"
She stared with scarlet eyes and looked at Zhuli fiercely.
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhuli's eyes, and he tilted his head and continued to see what tricks she was going to play.
"She must have drugged you, otherwise you wouldn't..."
I didn’t dare to finish what I said next.
Su Zhiyan's face turned red and her eyebrows were furrowed.
Seeing that Jing Huaizhi didn't react much, he grabbed Zhuli's collar and said:
"You bitch!"
"Your whole family is the same, they are all harmful!"
The palm she raised was about to fall down in an instant. Zhuli raised the corner of her mouth and snorted coldly.
He was the first to give her a slap.
"Su Zhiyan, if you want to dream, go home and do it!"
"Also, what kind of good people do you think your family is?"
Zhuli's delicate eyebrows were stained with anger, and she scolded sternly.
Jing Huaizhi raised his eyebrows and raised a slight smile on his lips.
"Okay, honey, there's no need to be angry with this kind of person."
He put his arm around Zhuli's shoulders from behind and pushed the strands of hair scattered around his face behind his ears.
When Su Zhiyan heard this, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Mr. Jing."
Her tone could no longer be described as delicate.
"she..."
Su Zhiyan stretched out her index finger and trembled, trying to hear the answer more clearly.
"This woman..."
His lips opened and closed in a daze, unable to form a complete sentence.
Zhuli glanced at her faintly and leaned back.
Since he wants to act, she will accompany him to the end.
"Miss Su."
Jing Huaizhi twitched the corners of his lips and spoke lazily.
"The woman you are talking about is my wife."
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked back.
The temperatureless water droplets at the ends of her hair were slowly dripping on her collarbone, and Zhuli tilted her head back subconsciously.
But from this angle, she could only see his tight jawline and handsome profile.
She suppressed the throbbing that was about to well up in her heart.
Su Zhiyan had a painful expression on her face and reached out to cover her chest.
"Mr. Jing, we..."
Jing Huaizhi was a little impatient, with no warmth in his eyes: "Do I know you?"
She was frustrated, everything was just her imagination.
There really wasn't much contact between them.
"Su Zhiyan, this is my room and I want to rest."
Zhuli looked at her teasingly and drove her away calmly.
Seeing Su Zhiyan leave, she lay back on the bed and pretended to really want to rest.
Seeing this, Jing Huaizhi also got in from the other side of the bed and hugged her waist.
"What are you doing? Go away."
"No, don't take off my clothes..."
Zhuli's face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
He still didn't speak but his hands continued to move.
Zhuli was completely panicked and reached out to cover the last piece of fabric covering her body.
"Jing Huaizhi! That's enough!"
Bitter tears flowed from the ends of his eyes.
But no matter what she said, the man next to her seemed determined to do that.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry."
"I will never trust other people's words again, okay?"
Hearing this, Jing Huaizhicai finally stopped what he was doing.
His forehead touched hers lightly, and his warm breath sprayed on her lips.
She swallowed unconsciously.
"So good."
"Promise me that you will be so good from now on, okay?"
His voice was a little hoarse, which made Zhuli feel inexplicably moved.
She curled her lips, as if she was going to cry again the next second.
Jing Huaizhi held her cheek and coaxed softly: "What's wrong?"
"You know how to bully me!"
Her voice was ethereal, tears fell again unconsciously, and she looked extremely aggrieved.
He shook his head, his lowered eyes reflecting Zhuli's aggrieved face.
"Then let me ask you a question."
"What?"
Zhuli stopped sobbing and pulled the quilt to reveal only one head.
"do you want..."
Facing the man's dark eyes and grape-like eyes, she couldn't refuse at all.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."
After saying this, he leaned down and buried his head in the crook of her neck, while his hands kept sliding down.
She couldn't stop shaking all over and whimpering softly.
"Jing Huai's."
Zhuli whispered his name.
"What's wrong?"
The man on top of him took the time to answer.
"you..."
"Do you really like me?"
