Chapter 373 I heard that love in the Republic of China was nine out of ten tragic (65)

When Sheng Wu woke up the next day, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning.

Sheng Wu looked at the ceiling above her head, her eyes became clearer, and she subconsciously turned her head to take a look, and sure enough, there it was.

She and Shen Guiwu have returned to their room to rest.

After watching the meteor shower last night, Shen Guiwu said it was cooler there, so she should lie down and rest for a while. As a result, she actually fell asleep while lying in Shen Guiwu's arms. After that, Shen Guiwu probably carried her back to rest.

Seeing that Chen Guiwu's face seemed a little pale, Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows, raised her hand and slowly stretched it towards him. Before her jade fingers touched his cheek, they were suddenly grasped by a big hand.

"Awu is awake."

Sheng Wu paused, then looked up and saw that Chen Guiwu had woken up. He held her hand and placed it on his chest, with his collar open to reveal his mermaid-line chest.

Chen Guiwu's body was a little cold, but Sheng Wu's hands were a little warm.

"Hmm." Sheng Wu nodded in response, "Why do you look unwell?"

Chen Guiwu closed his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds before opening them again. He held Sheng Wu in his arms with one hand and touched her cheek with his cold, thin lips.

"Maybe... I got caught in a bit of a cold last night. I'll be fine after taking some medicine."

Then, Chen Guiwu, whose face looked not very good, picked up Sheng Wu with great strength, changed her clothes, and combed her hair.

Looking at the couple in the mirror who seemed to be a perfect match made in heaven, Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows. She tilted her head slightly and leaned against Shen Guiwu's waist, curling her lips and jokingly saying, "I'm a perfect match."

“Well, apart from some white hair on his head, Mr. Shen doesn’t look like he’s in his forties at all. He’s really young.”

Indeed, in the mirror, there seemed to be more silver hair on Chen Guiwu's temples. Do old men really age quickly?

"Awu..." Chen Guiwu laughed at her helplessness, "Are you praising me or making fun of me?"

Sheng Wu pursed her lips and looked up at him, her eyes slyly trying to argue.

"Of course I'm praising you. How could I laugh at you?"

"Okay, if you say it's a compliment, then it's a compliment."

Chen Guiwu curved his eyebrows, looked at her with his gentle and misty pupils, and nodded with the tips of her fingers.

"Let's go, it's time to eat."

"Okay, but... my back hurts from sleeping under the sycamore tree last night. I want you to carry me over."

After hearing this, Chen Guiwu's brows furrowed, and he rubbed Sheng Wu's waist with heartache, whispering.

"It's my fault for not considering this. Fine, I'll carry you over."

After saying that, he really didn't care about anything and just walked out of the bedroom with Sheng Wu in his arms.

Then he carried her all the way to the living room in the lobby.

This is not.

Shen Qinghuan and Shen Zheliu, who were already waiting, looked over when they heard the voice and saw the rosy-faced Sheng Wu being carefully held in Chen Guiwu's arms, walking towards them talking and laughing.

"You're looking for a beating!" Sheng Wu angrily looked at Chen Guiwu and raised her hand to hit him in a fake manner.

"Well, you're asking for a fight."

And Chen Guiwu was neither angry nor stopped her, but instead pampered her happily.

Seeing this, Shen Qinghuan, who was sitting under the table, clenched his hands tightly, his cold pupils moved slightly, revealing a hidden emotion, and his cold expression became even colder.

"Father."

Fortunately, Shen Zheliu's gentle call woke Shen Qinghuan up.

When he looked up again, Sheng Wu was sitting opposite him, and Chen Guiwu was also sitting in the main seat.

"Well, let's eat." Chen Guiwu responded to Chen Zheliu indifferently.

Then the four of them started eating.

"Qinghuan, what's wrong with your hand?"

Sheng Wu immediately noticed that the palm of Shen Qinghuan's right hand, which was holding the chopsticks, was wrapped in circles of white bandages.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were cast on Shen Qinghuan's palm.

Shen Qinghuan glanced at his hand without changing his expression. "It's okay. I broke something this morning and accidentally cut my hand while picking up the pieces."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu could only worry with the gentle attitude of an elder.

"Then be careful not to touch the water."

"Yeah." Shen Qinghuan replied politely without making eye contact with her.