Bellyband?

Zhao Wujiang suddenly understood, and he said why it looked familiar. It turned out that this thin gauze garment was actually a bellyband.

But he has never seen this kind of bellyband. The bellyband is smooth to the touch, but the material is generally thick and rarely reveals the beauty. Now, if this purple bellyband is on the bed, it will not reveal all the beauty?

Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly and let go of his hand angrily.

Li Chanxi hurriedly picked up her purple silk bellyband and placed a bowl of hot tea on the table, her cheeks blushing:

"Brother Wujiang, use tea..."

Zhao Wujiang nodded and drank tea lightly.

The girl closed the door, sat next to Zhao Wujiang, tangled her hands together under the table, and asked incoherently:

"Brother Wujiang, are you dizzy now?"

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and asked Jia Chang:

"The New Year is approaching and the East Market is busy. Have you and Huayi gone shopping?"

"Yes... yes." The girl lowered her head slightly, mustered up her courage, and said seriously:

"Brother Wujiang, are you sleepy? Otherwise, just rest here for a while, okay?"

"I'm not sleepy yet..." Zhao Wujiang laughed dumbly and shook his head.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the girl rushed forward and wanted to throw herself into Zhao Wujiang's arms.

Zhao Wujiang was afraid that she would fall, so he caught her. The girl hugged her tighter and murmured softly:

"Brother Wujiang..."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and rubbed the girl's hair.

"Just take a break, okay?" The girl's voice was soft and pleasant, with the slightest hint of request:

"Your eyes are bloodshot, you must be troubled.

Just rest for a while, just for a while, okay?"

Zhao Wujiang smiled and said helplessly:

"Okay, let's rest here for a while."

He originally came to Xingqingyuan just to take a rest. After all, he was a little dizzy after drinking.

"Um."

The girl happily agreed, but still didn't let go. She found that Brother Wujiang did accept soft things rather than hard ones, but he had to be soft yet hard, and couldn't just be weak. He had to have his own ideas, so that Brother Wujiang would agree.

This is also part of Zhao Wujiang's character. He will respect the thoughts of those close to him and make insignificant compromises.

"How can I rest if you hold her like this?" Zhao Wujiang pinched the girl's pretty nose and joked with a smile.

Li Chanxi pouted and sighed, then let go of her hand.

Zhao Wujiang then lay on his side on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to take a good rest.

"Brother Wujiang, have a good rest..." Li Chanxi said softly:

"I'm going out first..."

Zhao Wujiang nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

Thoughts were flying in his mind, and then became more and more confusing, and he fell into a dream.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt a warm and cold feeling.

The reason why it feels so clear is because the coldness seems to be placed on top of the hotness. With the hotness as a contrast, the coldness seems a bit strong.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the pink gauze curtain.

He felt something heavy pressing on his chest, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that it was Li Chanxi lying on top of him.

When Li Chanxi saw him waking up, her expression suddenly became a little flustered and extremely shy. At the same time, her eyes were filled with stubbornness and charm.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were stunned for a moment. Now that he woke up, some of his consciousness seemed to be awakened. He found that his pants had been taken off at some point.

He said in a deep voice:

"Cicada Creek, what are you doing?"

"Brother Wujiang, I..." Li Chanxi bit her red lips lightly. Seeing the slight anger on Zhao Wujiang's face, she felt like crying for a moment, and her peach blossom eyes turned red:

"I...just want...to help you relax..."

Li Chanxi actually used me to do craft work while I was sleeping...Zhao Wujiang's heart suddenly softened when he saw Li Chanxi's pitiful look.

Li Chanxi's pretty face was shy with a touch of panic. She was a little at a loss for a moment. Her pretty face was pressed tightly against Zhao Wujiang's chest, her mouth was pursed and she didn't care, her hands kept moving, and she mumbled something incomprehensible:
Chapter completed!