Castle Peak Like Jade

Sheng Ting woke up half an hour later than usual.

When she opened her eyes in the morning, Chushuang was still lying in her arms, her eyes were tightly closed, a few strands of hair were sticking to her face due to thin sweat, it was probably stuffy, and her cheeks were a little pink.

A look of overwork.

Opening his eyes early in the morning and seeing such a scene, Sheng Ting's eyes darkened.

After watching for a moment, he stood up lightly.

Packed up and went downstairs, Aunt Yuan was preparing breakfast.

Seeing him coming down, he looked upstairs behind him, but Chushuang was not there.

"She'll eat later." Sheng Ting sat down straight, as if he could read his mind.

After taking a sip of milk, he remembered something, and said to Aunt Yuan: "Please make her some soup."

Aunt Yuan has lived most of her life, so she knows the meaning of these words.

"Okay, I just bought some nourishing ingredients yesterday, and I'll stew them later and send them to my wife."

"sorry to bother you."

Aunt Yuan quietly looked at Sheng Ting, and found that his face was calm and nothing could be seen.

Sure enough, he is a calm person.

Not a single bit of self-satisfied joy was revealed.

Chushuang was woken up by Sheng Yao's phone call, opened one eye to connect to the phone, and Sheng Yao's voice came.

"Little aunt, have you had breakfast?"

"Nope."

Chushuang's eyelids were extremely heavy, "What's wrong, Yaoyao?"

Sheng Yao paused for two seconds before speaking, "Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Horribly hoarse.

Chushuang coughed, "I have a cold..."

"Your cold is a bit serious, have you taken any medicine?"

"have eaten."

Sheng Yao: "I also said that I would ask you to go shopping and make clothes together on weekends. If you have such a serious cold, forget it and take a good rest. By the way, do you want me to come and see you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine, just take a day off, you're busy with your work, don't come here."

"Is uncle at home with you?"

Chushuang looked at the empty bed next to her, "He went to work early in the morning."

"Uncle, I really don't worry that you are alone. What if you have a fever and become dizzy and no one is around to take care of you?"

"Cough... Yaoyao is fine, he's been very busy recently, besides, he has an aunt at home. It's not a serious cold, it's just that the sound is scary."

"Okay, I feel that it's a little difficult for you to speak, then I won't bother you, let's send a message to talk about something."

After hanging up the phone, Chushuang looked at the time on the phone, it was 10:40.

Lie on the bed with eyes closed for a while, then stood up and sat up, without noticing, sucked in a breath of air-conditioning hissingly.

The quilt slipped off his body, and at a glance, there were traces of plum red everywhere.

The body is like doing a hundred sit-ups, my waist is sore and my legs are sore, and I don't feel good about anything.

Thinking of the heat and heart palpitations last night, the temperature on his cheeks was uncontrollable.

Slowing down on the bed, looking around, I saw a small smear of pink cloth at the end of the bed.

Wrinkled, and one of the shoulder straps is broken, so I can't wear it anymore anyway.

This is a nightdress she likes very much, so it's just scrapped.

He is so rude.

There was water at the head of the bed, I picked it up and took a sip, my heartbeat calmed down a bit, and I lifted the quilt out of bed.

The moment her feet hit the carpet, there was a heart-rending pain in her legs. If she hadn't been holding on to the bed, she might have fallen.

His eyes glanced over the trash can inadvertently, seeing a few small silicone bags, Chusmo's pupils slightly opened.

This...so much.

She was groggy last night, and her back was exhausted and paralyzed.

Doesn’t that person know temperance?

It's like never touching a woman in eight lifetimes.

Covering her hot face, she put away the trash bag, thinking to herself, she must remind him next time, not to be so indulgent and lustful, it's not good for your health.

After packing up the garbage bags, she also tore off the sheets and stuffed them into the washing machine in the laundry room.

It would be too embarrassing for Aunt Yuan to clean up the room and see these things.

The machine started to run, and she went back to wash with a sense of relief.

When I went downstairs, I stopped calling for breakfast and went straight to lunch.

"Ma'am, this black-bone chicken soup with red sage root and safflower was just stewed in the morning, drink more, it will nourish your body."

"Why do you cook chicken soup early in the morning?"

"Sir ordered it to be stewed for you."

The first frost paused slightly, and her cheeks became hot.

Aunt Yuan put a bowl full of chicken and chicken soup in front of her, "Drink more, there is still in the pot."

"thanks……"

In the afternoon, Chushuang was working in the studio. Tired of painting, she lay down on the sofa, checked the news on her mobile phone, and saw Sheng Ting.