The water was already cold, so he simply took a cold shower and rubbed his hands and feet before getting on the bed. When it was warmer, he took off the quilt and gently got on the bed.
On the other side of the quilt, the bulge moved. I don’t know if he woke up or not.
He blew out the lamp, lay down, and looked at the back of his head and the smooth and white back of his neck.
I'm afraid I've wronged her badly today.
Thinking about it carefully, she didn't have anyone to talk to all day long, and there weren't many places she could go to. She was really busy these days, and she really neglected her, which was not what Chen Zhao said was considerate.
Picking up a bunch of soft blue hair, it was the floral fragrance that he smelled in the white porcelain bottle during the day. The smell was not good enough, a little inferior. The jasmine fragrance was almost gone. He guessed that the jasmine ointment he had given her before was also gone. It's almost gone. I'll have to order someone to send her some more later.
The hair passes through the fingers, like a smooth brocade.
He moved towards her, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently took her into his arms.
Shen Yinxiao actually didn't fall asleep. She was mainly angry. When she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with what he said to her during the day, and the face that made her want to do something but didn't dare. People came in and out again at night. The noise made her wake up again and again. It was in the middle of the night when she was easily upset. She cried silently for a long time. Not long after she stopped crying, she couldn't help but let out a breath of turbidity.
It's especially obvious on a quiet night.
The hand paused, and then, Shen Yinxiao heard Wei Cheng's voice coming from behind his ear: "Aren't you asleep yet?"
A little stiff, mixed with a bit of pretentious tenderness.
Frowning.
She didn't want to respond at first and was going to pretend to be asleep and get over it, but when she thought about the days to come, continuing like this was not an option.
She said "hmm" with a thick nasal voice.
No matter how dull the man was, he quickly noticed something was wrong in her voice. He stood up slightly, held her shoulders, and reached out to touch her face.
Soft facial contours, a small and straight nose bridge, slightly swollen eyes and moist eyelashes.
She turned her head to avoid his hand. He paused and took his hand back. Wanting to find something to say, he slowed down his tone and whispered softly.
"Cried?"
What bothered her the most was that this guy would still ask questions as if nothing had happened every time, so she couldn't help but roll her eyes and reply coldly: "No."
He was momentarily speechless, didn't speak, and didn't touch him again. He just lay there, with a palm's length between the two of them out of thin air.
Wei Chengben thought about letting her say that he was crying, and then he would comfort her with kind words, telling her tactfully that he had misunderstood her, and asking her not to take it to heart.
Afterwards, I bought him some food, entertainment and gifts. As Chen Zhao said, he was considerate and wanted her to feel how good he was to her.
He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask Chen Zhao why he was considerate, and his brows slowly wrinkled.
It's just that none of this matters anymore. I didn't expect her to deny it so simply.
He closed his eyes and held his breath in his heart.
The most terrible thing about being in the same bed, having different dreams, and being separated from each other was like a ray of light on the back, and she felt like sitting on pins and needles. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She also thought that this might happen every day in the future. When she thought about it, she couldn't help but shudder.
She couldn't stay like this all her life, confused and unable to control her life.
Wei Cheng couldn't sleep either. The sleepiness had long since passed. Now he just closed his eyes and rested his mind. There was a breath lingering in his heart. He couldn't let it out and didn't know how to talk about it. When he was feeling depressed, he suddenly heard a soft voice coming from the pillow. Soft voice.
"Is the general asleep?"
His eyes opened suddenly, and he was extremely awake: "I didn't sleep."
Turning to look in her direction: "What's wrong?"
In the dark night, I couldn't see clearly the expression on the girl's face.
He continued to ask: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He reached out and touched her forehead.
Fortunately, it's not hot.
His hand didn't move away, it was still attached to her smooth forehead, as if he had forgotten it, or was nostalgic for it.
It was obviously just a cold war for a day, but it seemed like they hadn't had a good conversation for a long time.
She lowered her eyes and let his warm palm caress her forehead. There was still cool moisture on her fingertips, with the freshness of Northland dew lingering on the tip of her nose.
The breathing of the two people could be heard clearly, and the warm and moist breath was intertwined.
"I don't feel uncomfortable." She said softly, "I don't feel sleepy listening to your discussion."
Being able to speak a long sentence is a sign of submission.
When Wei Cheng heard this, the mood in his heart instantly disappeared, and he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.
She didn't struggle and nestled obediently in his arms.
He even moved his arms and found a comfortable position for himself, like an orange cat nestling next to the stove in winter, soft and sweet.
He discovered another thing he liked about her.
What Chen Zhao said does make sense. Be more considerate to women and coax them more.
It does work.
"I know you don't want to stay here. Tomorrow, I will send someone to take you back to Youzhou. The food and drink in the army are not as good as at home." He pinched her waist, "She has lost weight."
She couldn't help but raise her head, feeling excited: "Really?"
He said "Huh" and rubbed her head. He smiled at first, then his smile faded and he frowned slightly: "So happy? So you don't want to be with me?"
She paused and whispered: "No, I'm afraid that I will affect your business here."
"What influence can you have?" He snorted. Having said that, she should be sent back. Youzhou is better than here. Flowers should grow in the greenhouse, and only weeds wander in the wilderness.
"Then my parents..." Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, she took advantage of every opportunity.
"Don't worry, your parents are back home. They have good food, good food, and a place to stay. I will arrange servants for them to serve them, so they won't suffer or be burdened." He said.
It's just serving, I'm afraid it's just monitoring. In this case, it will be almost impossible for her to take her parents away.
She twitched her lips mockingly and finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "What about me?"
Wei Cheng stroked the long hair on her back and said lazily, "You have a new nest."
She lowered her eyes in disappointment.
"It's much better than your little shabby yard. You can live in it directly after returning to Youzhou. You have everything there, and you don't have to worry about food and drink." He scratched her soft chin and thought for a while: "I want to see you. Parents can do it too, but they have to go home at night and there is a curfew.”
He felt that this decision was very reasonable.
The new house he was talking about was a new house he bought last year, located in the east of Fanyang City. The new house was adjacent to a manor owned by him. He simply connected the two houses into a larger house and spent more than half a year repairing it. The house was divided into an inner house and an inner house. Outside the house, there are mountains and rivers, and there are rows of pavilions and pavilions.
He didn't like his ancestral home. In the past, Wei An was still there, and the one on Huaiye Street and the military camp took turns to live in it. Nowadays, it was different. Naturally, he had to buy a new one, and in case there were more children in the future. , although he did not want Shen Yinxiao to have a child now, but there is always a possibility.
Of course I have to change to a bigger one.
"I can go to see them whenever I want?" She didn't expect him to agree so easily.
"Um."
He thought for a while and said in a gentle voice: "Those camp prostitutes, if you don't like to see them suffer in the military camp, then let them go. They are all implicated criminal slaves. I will cancel their slave status tomorrow." How about letting them go and letting them fend for themselves?"
Shen Yinxiao slowly stood up and looked at him, his mouth wide open.
Looking at her silly look, he sneered, put his lips to hers, stretched out his tongue to hook her soft and fragrant tongue, and sucked for a long time. Between the connected lips and teeth, there was a gurgling sound, and the transparent fluid flowed along the soft and fragrant lips. The corners of her lips snaked down and were licked clean by him.
If he hadn't been holding his breath for a long time, he would have wanted to kiss Fangze, so he simply stopped being sleepy, picked her up and let her sit on his belly.
"Am I okay?"
She bit her lip and nodded, her red lips swollen and translucent.
He squeezed her hand, put it to his lips and kissed her: "Then wait at home for me to come back."
After all, she still had to live in his house, couldn't open a shop, and had to rely on him to give her money with her palms facing up. She hummed, and after a while, she couldn't help but remind her: "General, you must be careful when fighting, and you must be victorious as soon as possible."
Wei Cheng was pleased to hear this and slipped his hand into her thin clothes.
