"I've already made earrings for you, why don't you share half of my bed at night?"
"Earrings? Where are they? Why didn't I see them?"
Lu Zechen chuckled and lay back directly, regardless of whether his hair was dry or not.
Gu Lian clicked his tongue and immediately went to pull him away, "There's something wrong with you. It's all water. Go blow it!"
"If you don't blow, I'm exhausted."
He acted coquettishly with her in a soft tone, and when he got the chance, he would hug her and push her into his arms.
Gu Lian was brought down by him and could only lie on his chest, with his hot chest under his palm.
She frowned, but her cheeks turned slightly red, "What are you doing?"
Lu Zechen reached out and pulled up the pillow, pressing it under his head so that he could see her more easily.
He raised his hand and spread his fingers, "Look."
Gu Lian was confused and looked at his hand.
The knuckles seem to be red.
She raised her head and looked up at him, "What's there to see?"
"Tsk." He expressed an exaggerated expression and put his hand on her face, "The skin is broken, do you see it?"
Gu Lian: "...You are so delicate."
As she spoke, she pushed his palm outward, pinched one of his fingers, held his hand, and squinted her eyes.
The bulging muscle at the end of the knuckle seems to be worn out.
She let go of her hand and wanted to touch that spot.
The next second, the man opened his fingers, inserted them through her fingers, interlocked with hers, and then held her tightly, protecting her chest preciously.
Gu Lian swallowed, "...What are you doing?"
"Hold it for a while and let me heal your wounds."
Gu Lian pouted, "Your injury will heal automatically if you wait a little longer."
"You have no conscience and don't feel sorry for me at all."
Gu Lian's eyes flashed and he pulled his hand out, "If it hurts... go and apply the medicine yourself."
"Isn't that what you said? It's almost healed. What a pill."
"Then you are so long-winded..."
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts so much."
Gu Lian: "..."
Mental retardation.
She was tired from carrying her, and his waist was tightly held by him. She couldn't move away, so she could only stay in a prone position.
After a long time, Lu Zechen suddenly said: "The Hundred Days Banquet is scheduled for the day after tomorrow."
"Um……"
"When I wrote the invitation, I also added your name." He said.
Gu Lian: "...Oh."
"Oh what?" He raised his body, "Did you add me when you wrote it?"
"……No."
He snorted and held her hand a little harder.
"If you don't have it, then you don't have it. It's not a wedding invitation." He said softly.
Gu Lian leaned against his chest, with nothing blocking her and only a layer of hair under her face. She could clearly feel his body temperature and the sound of his heartbeat.
"Gu Lian."
"Um?"
"Next time when I write an invitation letter, our names should be added together, right?"
Gu Lian was silent and opened his eyes, "...where to add it?"
"The protagonist's column."
The only thing they can play the leading role in is weddings.
"Is it possible?" he asked.
Gu Lian opened his mouth, his mind a little confused, "It's still early for the anniversary party."
"Who told you about the birthday party?" He clicked his tongue.
"You... stop being so verbose and get up first. There is water on the dog's hair and it is everywhere. How can I sleep?"
"You let me sleep with you, and I will dry you with my body heat."
"……roll."
She licked her lower lip, pulled her hand out with all her strength, and patted his chest hard, "Get up."
There was a snap, and in the silent room, it seemed particularly...warm.
Lu Zechen smiled and looked at her meaningfully.
Gu Lian felt a slight heat behind his ears, so he moved his paw away and straightened up.