Chapter 134 A Gentle Kiss

Zhou Xiye knew that Jiang Zhizhi was saying that the wound was itchy. Seeing that she was frowning but still managed to fall asleep, he affectionately rubbed her head.

I gently scratched her through her sweater, but Jiang Zhizhi, who I thought was asleep, immediately became unhappy and whined, "It's uncomfortable to put my hands inside my clothes like that."

Zhou Xiye hesitated for a moment, unable to slip his hand inside the collar, so he could only pull up his sweater and the clothes underneath.

Halfway through, trying to ignore Jiang Zhizhi's porcelain-white skin, it was difficult to see the other layer of clothing.

The light yellow dress has a row of buttons on the side; because it fits snugly, the buttons are small and close together.

Zhou Xiye held his breath, looked down and studied the problem, not knowing where to start.

Jiang Zhizhi shifted her body unhappily: "Hurry up, the wound..."

Zhou Xiye sighed inwardly. He was going to be tormented to death by this little devil sooner or later. Unbuttoning her clothes was more difficult than defusing a bomb.

The touch of his fingers on the soft skin and the slightly soft spots made Zhou Xiye's scalp tighten.

His forehead and temples were covered in sweat, and it took him a long time to finally take off his clothes.

Pulling her up revealed her right shoulder; the wound had healed, with some black scabs and pink new flesh around it.

I carefully scratched around her wound.

Jiang Zhizhi felt comfortable and made comfortable sounds in her drowsy state.

Zhou Xiye ruffled her hair: "Don't make a sound."

Jiang Zhizhi was quite obedient; she turned her head and went back to sleep.

She had absolutely no guard against Zhou Xiye.

...

When Jiang Zhizhi woke up, she found herself sleeping in Zhou Xiye's hospital bed, while Zhou Xiye sat on a stool next to her, reading a newspaper.

There was another hospital bed next to her, and since there were no blankets, she had placed the bowls and lunchboxes she brought from home there.

Jiang Zhizhi turned her head and sat up: "What time is it? You should go to bed and lie down. I'll go buy breakfast."

She was just thinking of taking a nap last night and then going back to sleep, but somehow she slept until dawn.

Zhou Xiye closed the newspaper: "Li Zhuo just brought breakfast over. Go wash up and come eat."

Jiang Zhizhi nimbly got out of bed and took Zhou Xiye's arm for support: "You should lie down on the bed quickly, or if someone comes later, they'll think I'm bullying you."

He chuckled and helped Zhou Xiye to lie down on the bed: "You should have woken me up."

Zhou Xiye smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I just went down too."

He didn't say a word; how difficult that night must have been for him.

Jiang Zhizhi fetched some water for Zhou Xiye to wash up and brush his teeth. She also ran to the washroom to wash up. While brushing her teeth, she suddenly remembered that last night, in her drowsy state, she had asked Zhou Xiye to scratch her wound.

She almost choked on a mouthful of toothpaste foam, but even though she was so sleepy, she still couldn't resist teasing Zhou Xiye.

Sure enough, a very strong pervert resides within him.

After washing her face and returning home, Zhou Xiye had already set out breakfast.

Li Zhuo brought over millet porridge, multigrain steamed buns, and a serving of pickled vegetables.

Jiang Zhizhi moved a stool and sat down on the edge of the bed, muttering as she picked up her chopsticks, "The toothpaste seems a bit off today, is it expired?"

Zhou Xiye asked doubtfully, "It was sent by Political Commissar Li, so it shouldn't be expired."

Jiang Zhizhi immediately leaned forward, pouting, and asked, "Then try it and see if it's expired?"

Zhou Xiye fell for it again, his eyes full of laughter. He glanced at the ward door, quickly leaned down, and lightly pecked her lips: "It's not expired, don't worry."

Jiang Zhizhi was satisfied, and looked at Zhou Xiye with a smile. This man was becoming more and more gentle.

While eating breakfast, Jiang Zhizhi recounted Shang Xingzhou's story again: "I'm sure it was Sun Xiaoyue who had someone push Shang Xingzhou into the river, and then she waited downstream, claiming that she had saved him."

Zhou Xiye asked, "Why did Sun Xiaoyue do this?"

Jiang Zhizhi immediately put down her chopsticks and started counting the benefits of saving Shang Xingzhou with Zhou Xiye: "Sun Xiaoyue must know Shang Xingzhou's identity. If she saves Shang Xingzhou, won't Shang Xingzhou's father thank her and help her with anything? And that male educated youth is also there. Can't they use that to get a lot of benefits?"

Zhou Xiye nodded: "That's true, but without evidence and without being able to find anyone from Tui Shangxingzhou, there's no way to arrest Sun Xiaoyue."

Jiang Zhizhi was angry about this point: "Because these are all our analyses. If we really arrest her, she can turn around and say that I am framing her."

Unless, first we find the person who hit the merchant in the continent.

Looking at Jiang Zhizhi, whose eyes were blazing with anger and who was particularly furious, Zhou Xiye comforted her: "As long as you've done it, you'll definitely leave clues. She didn't succeed this time, so she'll definitely be thinking about the next time. It's impossible for her to be so lucky every time and escape."

Jiang Zhizhi figured that Sun Xiaoyue would definitely come to find her at noon, since she would be wary of Jiang Donghua not knowing her true identity.

When Sun Xiaoyue comes looking for her, she'll take her to a dark alley and beat her up first.

Zhou Xiye watched Jiang Zhizhi eat, her eyes sparkling, clearly full of mischievous ideas.

He still reminded her, "Don't be too impulsive. If you need anything, you can ask Li Zhuo for help."

Jiang Zhizhi hadn't finished the last mouthful of porridge when Bian Yucheng came in carrying a bag of fruit.

First, Zhou Xiye sincerely apologized: "I was too impulsive that day. I hadn't seen Xiaoxiao for a while, and when I saw her being bullied, I didn't think much of it. I said some things that were too harsh and offended my sister-in-law. I came here today specifically to apologize."

The word "sister-in-law" made Jiang Zhizhi feel so disgusted that she got goosebumps. She secretly tugged at the corners of her mouth and got up to clear the dishes.

Zhou Xiye looked up at Bian Yucheng with a calm expression: "There's no need for an apology. Think things through more in the future to avoid bringing any negative impact to the Bian family."

Bian Yucheng's smile froze for a moment. Was he, a grown man, here to be lectured by Zhou Xiye?

Suppressing her emotions, she still managed a forced smile: "Yes, I can't be so impulsive in the future. You know Xiaoxiao, her life hasn't been easy these past few years, and I feel sorry for my sister."

Jiang Zhizhi couldn't stand his insincere words, so she quickly took the bowls and chopsticks and went out to wash them.

Moreover, she found Bian Yucheng's gaze, whether intentional or unintentional, on her disgusting.

As soon as Jiang Zhizhi left, Bian Yucheng smiled and said, "Our Beicheng Compound and your Xiangshan Compound have never had much contact. I didn't expect your sister-in-law to be so pretty."

Before Zhou Xiye could speak, he quickly explained, "Please don't misunderstand. When I said my sister-in-law was pretty, I didn't have any improper thoughts. You should have heard about my aunt's situation."

Zhou Xiye's tone was slightly cold: "What do you mean?"

Bian Yucheng quickly took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Xiye: "I think your sister-in-law looks a lot like my aunt. You know who my aunt is."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "I suspect my sister-in-law is my aunt's daughter. If that's the case, she's the offspring of a capitalist's daughter. You... don't want your future?"