Allow her to be pampered

Ever since he discovered that teaching Chi Rong English pronunciation is an excellent excuse for intimacy, Wu Qingzhi never tires of it.

This method is very good.

Wu Qingzhi was very satisfied.

He always likes to use his slender fingers to test repeatedly, and his lips and teeth, especially his tongue, are all controlled by him, playing with his palms, and getting close to him wantonly.

And whenever Chi Rong had doubts, Wu Qingzhi would always have countless flawless explanations.

Invisibly, it was Wu Qingzhi who had eaten Chi Rong to death.

One night, Wu Qingzhi wanted to teach Chi Rong to read English again.

Chi Rong looked sleepy, covered his right cheek with his hand, and said pitifully: "Can I not study today, just treat it as a vacation for me, Mr. Wu, please."

Wu Qingzhi benefited from her acting coquettishly like this, but at the same time, she couldn't bear it.

He has been forcing Chi Rong to learn pronunciation for several days, and Chi Rong has been trapped indoors for a long time, and he never had a chance to play even for a day.

Chi Rong is a playful person, and her ability to study at home patiently is already her biggest improvement, and now she follows Wu Qingzhi's learning this and that every day in a daze, which really suffocates her.

Wu Qingzhi then gave in: "Then it's up to you."

Chi Rong jumped up as if she had been pardoned, "Okay, then let's go out and buy candied haws."

How could Wu Qingzhi refuse, and the two walked out together.

After a short walk, we reached the main street.The weather is getting hotter, the days are getting longer, and there are hawkers selling in the evening.

Chi Rong walked to a small stall selling candied haws, picked two bunches of the largest candied hawthorn gourds, and gave Wu Qing a bunch after paying the price.

Wu Qingzhi took a bite of half of the hawthorn in a gentle manner, only to feel the sour taste hit his head, it was so bad that his facial features were deformed by the acid.

Turning her head to look at Chi Rong, she was also not well, her teeth must have been soured by hawthorn, her small face was wrinkled into a ball, but her mouth was moving non-stop, and she continued to gulp down one by one.

"Chi Rong, don't eat it if it's so sour, go home and teach the servants to buy some sweet ones, and eat them after wrapping them in ice syrup, it's the same."

Wu Qingzhi persuaded in a gentle voice.

But Chi Rong was extremely stubborn, not only did not listen, but even said sternly: "You don't understand, if candied haws are not sour, they are not called candied haws. It is only the sour taste under the candy shell that makes you happy. You can't stop!"

Wu Qingzhi saw that Chi Rong was grimacing after eating, and felt dumbfounded, but it was hard for him to eat it himself, so the last bunch of candied haws had to be handed over to Chi Rong.

They only came here for this bunch of candied haws, and they had to go home after eating.

As soon as he entered the house, the butler greeted him with a smile, holding a white porcelain plate with a few pastries on it: "This is the dessert that the chef made according to the French recipe today. I heard it is It's called Macaron, come and taste it, Master and Madam!"

Chi Rong did his part, and was the first to try it.

This pastry is light pink in color, like a sandwich between two biscuits, and it is really beautifully made.

Chi Rong then bit it down, and his complexion suddenly changed.

Wu Qingzhi thought that the dim sum didn't suit her taste, so he asked, "Chi Rong, is it too sweet?"

Chi Rong nodded, then shook his head again, but his cheeks did not move, allowing the piece of snack to stagnate in his mouth.

Seeing Chi Rong like this, Wu Qingzhi must have something wrong, so he quickly opened her mouth and told her to spit it out.

Chi Rong refused, and while dodging, finally swallowed the small piece of macaron painfully down his throat, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Toothache."

"what?"

"I have a toothache!" Chi Rong raised her voice, covered her right cheek with her hand with a mournful face, "The right back molar suddenly hurts!"

In fact, these days, it's not the first time that Chi Rong feels a toothache on the right side, but every time it's just a dull pain, and she won't make a big move. She consciously covers her face and puts some external pressure on it.

Wu Qingzhi saw that she was always covering her face, and asked about it a few times, but Chi Rong didn't take it to heart, and just slapped haha ​​to perfunctory her.

She didn't bite hard on that bite just now, but the back molars were in pain.

Wu Qingzhi immediately pulled her to rinse her mouth. Chi Rong grunted and brushed her teeth, her mouth was full of foam, and she didn't forget to say: "I just ate candied haws and it was all right, how could eating a soft snack hurt so much?"

Just as he was talking, the toothbrush touched the back molars, and the pain started again, Chi Rong's face was blue from the pain.

Wu Qingzhi felt distressed, but he didn't have any effective way to relieve it.

He has already called the family doctor Mister Sean at the first time. Mister Sean said that he does not know how to see dentists, but most of the toothaches are nothing more than tooth decay and gum inflammation. Take some universal aspirin for the pain and see the dentist tomorrow morning.

"Chi Rong, is the pain unbearable?" Wu Qingzhi asked her.

Chi Rong nodded, already in pain and didn't want to say a word.

Seeing this, Wu Qingzhi immediately ordered his servants to fetch ice.

An ice cube the size of a stone was smashed, the smaller one was held by Chi Rong in his mouth, and the larger one was put in a gauze bag and applied to his face.

Wu Qingzhi held an ice pack to apply to Chi Rong's face, and scolded her softly, "It's probably because the sweet and sour candied haws hurt my teeth, and that's why I had an attack."

Chi Rong couldn't help arguing: "What's the matter with the candied haws? I was fine when I ate the candied haws!"

Her teeth throbbed when she opened her mouth, and she gasped hoarsely, Wu Qingzhi pressed the ice pack on her face very carefully: "You still talk, you haven't suffered enough!"

Chi Rong had been applying ice packs to his face all night, and the right side of his face was so cold that it lost all color. It was time to go to bed, but the pain was gone, and it was still difficult to fall asleep.

She has already taken painkillers, but only one tablet. I don't know whether the effect of the medicine is not enough or the dose is too light. She always feels that it is useless.

So there was no other way, Wu Qingzhi became a doctor after a long illness, boldly made her take two more aspirin, and then sat quietly in front of the small bed in the study to accompany her.

This was the first time Wu Qingzhi entered Chi Rong's room after nine o'clock in the evening, but this time, it was for the purpose of guarding.

"Still hurts?"

Chi Rong nodded his head.

Wu Qingzhi rubbed Chi Rong's little head: "It won't hurt in a while. Do you want me to read a storybook?"

Chi Rong said with difficulty: "Then recite a piece of Warm Wine and Kill Huaxiong, to strengthen my courage! If I have to pull out my teeth at the clinic tomorrow, I might as well be mentally prepared tonight."

Wu Qingzhi pinched her face lightly, and Chi Rong immediately groaned: "Chi Rong, please don't say a few words."

He raised his eyebrows and asked again: "You don't really want to listen to Wenjiu kill Huaxiong, do you?"

Chi Rong talked the most, and he said reluctantly: "Scraping the bone to cure the poison is also possible, anyway, you must be able to strengthen your courage."

Wu Qingzhi laughed, turned around and went to the bookshelf to choose a book, and opened the pages of the book under the warm light of the lamp on the bedside table.

"Chi Rong, I'd better read Grimm's fairy tales."

Wu Qingzhi once read Grimm's fairy tales to Chi Rong. He read German with a kind of British elegance, and this time he read it in a soft and intonation.

After reading the story, Chi Rong hummed in a daze, "Wu Qingzhi, your voice is really nice."

Wu Qingzhi smiled silently, and gently removed the ice pack from her face, lest she would disturb her sleepiness when she finally came: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Chi Rong shrank back and nodded.

Wu Qingzhi kissed her forehead lightly, got up and left the small study.