“If you don’t blow your hair, you’ll catch a cold!”
"It's okay, exercise will bring out the heat."
Song Xiang bit her lip and was put on the bed by him, and she tried to get a towel to wipe his hair.
"Um……"
"Baby, don't worry about your hair, just worry about me."
Song Xiang's face was hot. He raised his hand to cover the light and kicked him lightly. "You just took the medicine and you are torturing me."
"Just in time, let's try the medicine." He took one of her hands, put it on her waist, and guided her to open his bathrobe.
Song Xiang looked through her fingers and saw only a patch of honey-colored skin. Looking up, she met his affectionate eyes.
"Watch your hands."
"I won't move, you come, okay?"
"No……"
The indoor air conditioning temperature is just right, the lights are dim, the bodies of men and women are intertwined, and their ears and temples are rubbing against each other.
Deep in love, the man leaned over and whispered private words in her ear.
Song Xiang felt weak all over and turned away. He was a little doubtful whether the medicine was serious medicine. He felt strange, and his lower abdomen felt hot and numb.
My head was confused, I could only hug him tightly, whisper his name repeatedly, and when I got his response, heat rushed out of my body, and I couldn't help but scratch a nail on his back.
…
early morning
The world is quiet, and suddenly snow falls outside.
Gu Lian put on her coat and sat in front of the fireplace downstairs.
The sound of crackling charcoal was very clear in the huge villa.
She leaned sideways on the sofa chair, blinking slightly, and the words Wen Lan said repeatedly flashed through her mind.
Suddenly, there was movement in her abdomen, and the child kicked her hard.
"hiss--"
"You little traitor, even you are not on my side."
She gritted her teeth and stood up from the chair, trying to take a few steps to relieve the pain in her body.
As soon as I stood up, there seemed to be light coming in from outside the courtyard, and I could vaguely see it through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Gu Lian frowned and walked to the door with support on his waist, wanting to open it and go out to take a look.
Before I even got close, the sound of entering the password for the electronic lock could be heard outside.
She took a step back, and after a moment, the door was opened from the outside.
There were no lights on in the living room, only the firelight coming from the fireplace.
The man walked in, half-dressed in the snow, and his face was dimly illuminated by the fire. When he saw Gu Lian downstairs, he immediately frowned.
"You didn't sleep?"
Gu Lian said nothing and sat down on the sofa.
Lu Zechen was unhappy and wanted to turn on the light, but noticed her raising her hand to block the light, so he didn't turn on the light.
He took off his coat, walked to the sofa in front of the fireplace and sat down. Suddenly he remembered and turned to look at Gu Lian.
"You are the only one at home?"
Gu Lian was worried that he would blame Sister Li, so she finally said, "I want to be alone and let Sister Li go home."
Lu Zechen lowered the corners of his mouth, obviously angry.
Gu Lian glanced at him and saw that the corners of his mouth seemed to be the wrong color under the firelight.
She squinted her eyes and confirmed again.
It's purple.
"Did you get into a fight?"
Lu Zechen sneered, not saying yes or no.
Gu Lian thought about it. In the imperial capital, there were not many people who were qualified to fight against him. Most of them were friends. Even if they were not friends, they would not be so stupid as to fight against him.
She was silent for a moment and thought about it.
"Director Lu beat him," she guessed.
Lu Zechen's face was cold, and the tip of his tongue swept over the injured area. The slight pain made him feel even more irritated.
"come over."
Gu Lian didn't move and turned her back to him.
The man took a deep breath, leaned back, and opened his arms.
"I feed you well, and you come here and let me hug you for a few times. Isn't it too much?"