After being with the villain, I am pampered and spoiled

Su Zhaoqing slowly put out a question mark.

"Why do you need to take off your clothes?" Su Zhaoqing grabbed the skirt of his chest in fear, and moved back.

Cen Chu said jokingly: "It must be to help you take a bath. I asked the doctor today, and the doctor said that as long as the wound does not touch the water, it is fine. You should have never bathed."

When he said this, Su Zhaoqing could already smell the sour smell on his body, mixed with the smell of medicine and blood, and it was true that he hadn't bathed for a long time. Why did Chu hug him around without changing his expression?

Su Zhaoqing put his hands on his belt and said to the motionless Cen Chu, "I'll do it myself, you go out first."

Cen Chu refused quite flatly, "No, you have wounds all over your body, what if the wound gets infected with water, and what if I wash it for you.

I am your husband-in-law, you are my husband, you are still shy in front of me, we will be honest with each other sooner or later, do you want to spend the night with me wearing clothes in the future. "

What Cen Chu said made sense, and he couldn't utter a single rebuttal. Su Zhaoqing chose the latter between shame and active shame, spread his hands, and smashed the jar: "Okay, you help me undress, anyway, I Can't even move."

He opened his hands quite cooperatively, with an appearance of letting others slaughter him, Cen Chu untied his clothes very simply without any distracting thoughts.

When he took off his trousers, Su Zhaoqing just wanted to stand up by himself, but Cen Chu had already lifted him up. He was silent for a moment, thinking that he should have done it all by himself when Cen Chu pressed the pig, otherwise, why would it be so hard? Great strength.

There is no plastic wrap or waterproof cover in this world, so Cen Chu could only move a taller stool and let Su Zhaoqing put his feet on it.

He focused on helping Su Zhaoqing scrub his body, avoiding the wounds on his body, and wiped every spot clean, revealing the covered white skin.

"How did you get hurt so badly? Did someone bully you? Tell me, I'll avenge you, and see if I don't hack him to death with a knife." Cen Chu said angrily.

Damn Su Zhaoyue, for actually hurting his wife like this, he had to stab Su Zhaoyue's villain, and even Jingcheng's.

Su Zhaoqing shook his head, "I can't remember clearly, every time I think about those memories, my head hurts like being pricked by a needle."

"Then don't think about it, it's not a good memory anyway." Cen Chu touched the scabbed wound on his body distressedly, "Do you still remember your name?"

Su Zhaoqing asked three questions, "I don't remember who it is, and I don't remember what my name is. Why don't you give me a name, and I can use your surname. Didn't you say that I am your husband?"

Cen Chu thought about it seriously: "Why don't you call me Cen Qing, it's clear, you cut off everything before, and now you are just my husband."

Su Zhaoqing didn't expect that Cen Chu would give him such a name, his eyes turned hot, "Thank you, I like this name very much, from now on I will be called Cen Qing."

"Cen Qing." Cen Chu called out.

"I'm here." Su Zhaoqing replied.

Before Su Zhaoqing could finish being moved, a towel was suddenly stuffed in his hand, and Cen Chu's shy voice rang in his ears, "You can wipe it yourself, I'm not convenient."

Su Zhaoqing: "..."

With that said, Cen Chu turned his back

Su Zhaoqing lowered his head and tried to wipe it a few times, but found that he couldn't use his hands. Presumably, he was tired after walking for too long with a cane.

Su Zhaoqing tore at Cen Chu's clothes, Cen Chu looked back at him without knowing why.

Su Zhaoqing turned her head and coughed twice in embarrassment, "Why don't you come here, I can't exert my strength."

"Okay." Cen Chu quickly suppressed the little yellow waste in his mind.

He is a big man with full of vigor, and such a big temptation is in front of him, and it has already consumed most of his stamina to keep his face the whole time.

His daughter-in-law actually took the initiative to ask him for help. She was still so unspeakably helpful, and she didn't think he was playing a hooligan.

Su Zhaoqing was even more uncomfortable than Cen Chu, his ears were so red that he was about to bleed.

After finally washing their whole body, both of them were sweating profusely, and Su Zhaoqing didn't dare to look at Cen Chu, and kept staring at the roof with a guilty conscience.

"I bought your clothes and haven't washed them yet, so you can wear my clothes first, and I'll wash the clothes I bought for you later."

Cen Chu's stature was about the same as Su Zhaoqing's, but Su Zhaoqing had lost weight during this period, and he couldn't hold up Cen Chu's clothes, so they looked useless.

Su Zhaoqing stood on his feet, waited for Cen Chu to pour out the water, then poured a new bucket of hot water, moved two benches together, let Su Zhaoqing lie on it first, "Come on, I'll wash your hair gone."

Su Zhaoqing carefully sat on it, adjusted to a suitable position, and then lay down. The bench was still a bit too short for him, and there were still many legs outside, so he simply stepped on the ground with one foot.

Cen Chu patiently combed his knotted place with a comb, and it didn't hurt Su Zhaoqing at all, so Su Zhaoqing, who went to bed early at Wang Zhu's house, was already a little drowsy.

After combing, Cen Chu rubbed the soap locust into foam, evenly patted it on Su Zhaoqing's hair, and scrubbed it slowly. The hair was very dirty, and it took three basins of water to wash it off thoroughly.

At that time, Su Zhaoqing had already taken a short sleep.

Cen Chu lightly pushed his shoulder, "Qingqing wakes up first, wrings out his hair before going to sleep."

Su Zhaoqing got up in a daze, Cen Chu wrapped his wet clothes with a cloth, carried him into the main room and sat there, with a few dry handkerchiefs beside him.

He took a bath with the rest of the people, and Cen Chu washed the dirty clothes and Su Zhaoqing's new clothes. After drying, half an hour passed, and Su Zhaoqing fell asleep lying on the table in the main room.

The hair was dried by him internally.

Hearing the sound, Su Zhaoqing got up from his numb arms, "Are you all done?"

Cen Chu nodded, "Let's go, I'll take you back to sleep."

The one who should come still came, Su Zhaoqing was hugged by him obediently, and then put on another bed.

"Why do you have two beds in your room?" Su Zhaoqing almost thought he was confused, but there were two beds in the room.

Cen Chu explained: "Because I bought one before, it was too big, and I felt empty when I fell asleep, so I split it into two beds, which happened to be one for each of us, so that I wouldn't squeeze you in at night."

Su Zhaoqing: "..."

"Then we've been sleeping in two beds?"

Cen Chu looked at him like a fool, "When we get married, we definitely won't be sleeping in two beds. If you and I sleep in separate beds, I'll call you a heartless person who openly bullies a poor husband."

Su Zhaoqing was speechless after being bullied, although Cen Chu looked silly, it was not easy to fool her.