But the next second, an endless, scalding deep sea surged in, with the tides rising and falling.
The moonlight outside the window had quietly seeped in at some point, sparingly casting a few hazy rays of light on the corner of the bed, adding a touch of gentleness to the thick, impenetrable night.
The night was long, and the sounds of the wind and insects outside the window became distant and indistinct background noise.
I don't know how much time passed.
Outside the window, a faint hint of dawn appeared on the dark blue sky.
Zhou Qiqi opened her eyes groggily, and the familiar soreness in her body made her whimper softly.
last night...
Her cheeks felt slightly flushed.
Someone is like a child who loves candy, extremely greedy.
Not only did he taste all the plum juice on her body, but he was still not satisfied.
They added a lot more to her, making her feel sticky all over.
At that moment, she thought that she must get up and take a shower after she was done.
But I didn't expect that I would get so tired later that the moment my head hit the pillow, all those thoughts were swept away by the intense weariness, and I fell into a deep sleep.
This is bad!
Zhou Qiqi's heart skipped a beat. Those "sour plum juices" had been stuck to her body all night, how uncomfortable must they be, and how difficult it would be to wash them off.
She sat up, supporting her aching back, and went to find a nightgown to put on and take a shower.
But when she lifted the covers, she saw that she had already changed into a clean nightgown.
Upon closer inspection, I felt clean and refreshed, without any stickiness. Instead, I had a faint scent of soap, leaving me feeling clean and refreshed.
Is there even a question?
Zhou Qiqi's worries instantly melted away, and a sweet warmth welled up inside her.
It must be that gluttonous Shen Huaichuan; he's eaten and drunk his fill, yet he feels sorry for her.
While she was fast asleep, I wrung out a hot towel and carefully washed her body, even changing her into her pajamas.
Zhou Qiqi couldn't help but smile.
She glanced out the window; it was just getting light, probably a little past six.
The spot next to him was empty, but it was still slightly warm; Shen Huaichuan had undoubtedly gone for his morning run again, without fail.
Her gaze swept across the bedside table, where a neatly folded letter lay.
Picking it up and unfolding it, one sees Shen Huaichuan's strong and powerful penmanship:
Qiqi:
I'll take care of breakfast, you can sleep in a little longer.
Huaichuan
These few simple words felt sweeter than honey to Zhou Qiqi.
She shrank back into bed, wrapped herself up tightly, and rolled over to the side where Shen Huaichuan was sleeping.
His scent still lingered on the blanket.
Zhou Qiqi felt as if she were enveloped by a huge, warm cloud, which was very comfortable.
She snuggled contentedly against the pillow, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
I slept exceptionally soundly and peacefully.
When I opened my eyes again, the sun outside the window was already shining brightly high in the sky.
Zhou Qiqi glanced at the clock on the bedside table and exclaimed, "Wow! It's already nine o'clock!"
She slept for more than two hours.
I stretched and yawned, and all the fatigue from last night vanished. I felt refreshed and invigorated.
I threw off the covers and got out of bed; the chill of late autumn seeped in through my thin clothes.
She shuffled to the wardrobe in her cotton slippers, opened the door, and inside were neatly folded thick cotton pajamas she had made after the start of autumn.
I picked out a light purple one with small floral print and put it on. It was thick and soft, and immediately kept out the chill.
I couldn't help but feel fortunate that I had prepared thick winter clothes and quilts for the whole family before autumn.
I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and tidied myself up before heading into the restaurant.
There was a large bowl upside down on the table, and an enamel mug next to it.
Lifting the bowl reveals two golden-brown fried dough sticks, still crispy after being slightly reheated, and a bowl of tender white tofu pudding topped with gravy and chopped cilantro. It's warm and just the right temperature to eat.
The enamel mug contained warm goat milk, with a thin layer of milk skin on top.
Zhou Qiqi sat down and took a big gulp of warm goat milk. The rich milky aroma mixed with a slight goaty smell was the taste she was used to.
Pick up a fried dough stick and take a bite, it makes a crisp "crunch" sound. Then scoop up a spoonful of smooth tofu pudding. The savory gravy coats the tofu, making your stomach feel warm and your whole body feel relaxed.
She ate in small bites, thinking about the man who went to train early in the morning, came back and made breakfast for her before going out again. She couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
With such a good mood, Zhou Qiqi was able to design new styles with great ease, and efficiently completed two design drafts in one morning.
Shen Huaichuan is going to a meeting in the city today, and he sent Qin Lei back ahead of time to tell him that he won't be coming back for dinner.
Zhou Qiqi and Zhouzhou simply made some noodles for lunch.
I asked Zhouzhou for leave in the afternoon.
After waking up from their afternoon nap, the two lingered at home for a while before finally taking their bicycles out to go out, keeping track of the time.
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