Allow her to be pampered

It has been a long time since the old Mr. Guowen took sick leave, and everyone in the school was tacitly aware of it, but they were all counting down in the bottom of their hearts, waiting for everyone to leave the building.

Seeing that the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, the heat was scorching hot, and the servant had replaced the bedding with a thin quilt made of silk, but Chi Rong still woke up several times in the middle of the night.

As the saying goes, a calm mind naturally cools down, and Chi Rong can't calm down, so naturally he can't cool down either.

Recently, what Chi Rong looks forward to the most is riding in a car and taking a shower.

Ever since summer came, Chi Rong was always complaining about the heat. Wu Qingzhi was afraid that she would suffer from heat stroke, so he changed to a black leather convertible Citroen early on. In the past, the Buick only started when it rained.

When commuting to and from school every day, the car is in a hurry, and the cool wind naturally goes against the wind.

Taking a shower is a less costly way to cool off the heat. The hot water showering down the head seems to wash away the sweltering heat of the whole day. After washing, stepping out of the steamy bathroom, you will feel refreshed all over your body. .

But in the middle of the night, no one would go to take a shower in the dark, let alone someone sleeping outside the door, no matter how hot she was, it wouldn't disturb Wu Qingzhi's sleep.

When Chi Rong woke up, she felt extremely thirsty, so she simply put a pot of cold water in the small study before going to bed, so she climbed out of bed, picked up the pot and drank it to her mouth, and poured tons of sea water down in one gulp, left and right Can't sleep anymore.

"Suffocated...suffocated..."

Chi Rong moaned in pain.

It's not because of Chi Rong's repeated chanting, but because of her coquettishness, it's because this small study room has become particularly inhospitable after summer.

This room faces north, and it is a shady room. It is not baked or sun-dried. Logically speaking, it should be a cool small room, but the big river in Yue'an City is in the south, and the night wind blows from the south. Even if the small study room is open windows, also in vain.

Chi Rong opened the door lightly, and saw that the big bedroom was dim and dark, with the only floor-to-ceiling window open, and the gauze curtain like white mist was drawn, the moonlight shone in, and the gauze curtain fluttered with the wind.

A chill hit, and Chi Rong shivered comfortably against the wind.

"...Huh? Chi Rong?"

A human voice sounded in the night, vague and gentle.

It was Wu Qingzhi.

Chi Rong knew that his light sleep had become a habit, so he tried his best to suppress the movement, and he didn't even make a sound when he opened the door. Who knows how he woke up, could it be that he was moved by the wind.

Chi Rong smiled and turned towards the big bed.

I saw Wu Qingzhi sat up with one arm propped up, his upper body was naked, his skin was as white as Yingxue.

This is by no means a carcass that can be called beautiful and delicious. Wu Qingzhi has been seriously ill for a long time, and he is still recovering, and his body is still a little thin.

Fortunately, he has always been born with the bone frame of a northerner, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and big, thin but not weak.

Such shaved shoulders, and the naked body covered with thin layers of muscle, through the translucent night, it seems to be invisible, showing a bit of sex out of thin air.

Chi Rong's face suddenly heated up.

"You you you you you you why don't you wear clothes!"

Chi Rong exclaimed in a low voice.

"Hot." Wu Qingzhi's voice was hoarse and sleepy, "Chi Rong, but there is no wind in the back room, did you wake up from the heat?"

Chi Rong answered without thinking. She was about to find a room facing south for the night, but Wu Qingzhi said, "Chi Rong, come here to sleep."

He patted the big bed, very serious: "Just sleep here."

Chi Rong thought she had misheard the words, and her tongue immediately became knotted, and she couldn't speak clearly: "This is not good, men and women, men and women can't kiss each other... You understand... I'll wash it with cold water The face continued to sleep, and the heat was not so serious."

Unexpectedly, Wu Qingzhi turned over and got out of bed rustlingly. Seeing this, Chi Rong immediately covered his eyes.

"I didn't see anything!"

She felt that Wu Qingzhi was walking towards her and wanted to hug her. His hands and skin were slightly cold in the middle of the night, and it felt relieved when he touched them.

"Chi Rong, I don't want you to sleep in another room." Wu Qingzhi whispered in her ear with a gentle voice, "The big room is cool, so we'll just lie on the bed."

With such persuasive temptation, Chi Rong fell in one fell swoop.

When they came back to their senses, the two were already lying on the same bed, Chi Rong was lying on the side near the window, originally it was unbearably hot, but now he was tightly wrapped in a silk quilt, making it like a cocoon.

She was going to sleep in order to seek coolness, but now she couldn't sleep even more.

But looking over there, Wu Qingzhi was lying beside her, his breathing was slow, and he was extremely sleepy.

In the past few days, the plague in Yue'an City has become more severe. I heard that the leather workers in several workshops were also infected with malaria. Busy and busy all day long.

No wonder he wakes up easily, people with a hundred things in mind can never sleep well.

Only the nerves are stretched all the time, sleepiness is a moment, and waking is also a moment.

Chi Rong quietly poked her head out from under the quilt, and she glanced at Wu Qingzhi's sleeping face, only to see that his eyebrows were slightly frowned, probably restless in his dream.

Chi Rong suddenly remembered that when she married into the Wu mansion, the first thing she saw Wu Qingzhi was on this big bed.

At that time, Wu Qingzhi also frowned, and almost died. Chi Rong was dressed in a wedding dress and stood by the bed, hoping that he would not wake up again, so that she would have a reason to return to Chi's house.

It was only a few months of work, and now the two of them are inseparable, sharing the same bed.

After a long time, Chi Rong saw that Wu Qingzhi seemed to be fast asleep, so he gently held his hand.

"I don't really want to hold your hand. I'm afraid that you will do bad things. I hold your hand. I will know immediately if you make a move, and I can run away immediately."

She muttered in a very low voice.

Chi Rong thought that Wu Qingzhi had fallen asleep, but who would have thought that just as she stopped, Wu Qingzhi on the other side suddenly grabbed her hand back forcefully.

"Chi Rong, don't run, go to sleep."

Chi Rong was taken aback by him, and was about to withdraw her hand immediately, but Wu Qingzhi had already locked her tightly and could not get away.

"Chi Rong, let's take our time, shall we?"

In the dark night, Wu Qingzhi's voice was so soft, he usually looked like a gentleman like a jade, but in the dim night, he added [-] points of restraint.

Chi Rong slowly softened, and put his fingertips on Wu Qingzhi's palm: "Then you are not allowed to do bad things, or I will never talk to you again."

What responded to her was a light hum with a smile in the night.

So Chi Rong carefully closed his eyes.

There was a breeze blowing in the big room, bringing a little bit of coolness, it went around the soles of her feet, and there was a small section of wrist exposed outside the silk quilt, which made people fall asleep.

But the hands that were intertwined were inseparable, and even Night Breeze couldn't find a crack.

The drowsiness increased even more, and the breeze blew slowly. Chi Rong finally couldn't bear it anymore and gradually fell asleep.