Cheng Zhiwen watched Shen Qing finish her Chinese medicine, then ate some porridge with her before going to take a bath.
After taking a shower, he crawled into bed and, unusually, hugged Shen Qing tightly for a long, long time.
Shen Qing sensed something was wrong and asked cautiously, "Is the case really okay? I'm a little worried."
"It's alright, I didn't kill my brother. They can't possibly frame me for killing my own brother, can they?"
“I’m not worried about that. What I’m worried about is—whether the authorities will follow the trail to that Mr. Cai, and then find out that you are…”
Cheng Zhiwen's arms, which were holding her, suddenly stiffened, then he hugged her even tighter, his voice extremely low: "Once you leave this room, don't mention the name 'Mr. Cai' again. No one but me, understand?"
Shen Qing nodded blankly: "Okay."
Cheng Zhiwen hugged her for a while, then tucked her in again and comforted her to go to sleep.
It mainly had a calming effect, and she fell asleep quickly, but her sleep was extremely restless, as she dreamed that Cheng Zhiwen had been arrested again.
The person woke up with a start and instinctively rolled over onto Cheng Zhiwen's side.
The man's breath sprayed evenly onto Shen Qing's face. She raised her hand and touched his face. Only when she felt that he was beside her did she feel at ease.
She snuggled into his arms, and he seemed to sense it. Even with his eyes closed, he instinctively reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, murmuring, "I'm... going to sleep."
For the next few days, Cheng Zhiwen stayed by Shen Qing's side.
He seemed particularly concerned about her health this time, watching her take her medicine and eat every day, and not letting her go out to catch a cold.
Shen Qing was in a state similar to postpartum confinement, spending almost all her time in bed except for eating and bathing.
Aside from occasionally visiting her parents and Mrs. Cheng, Cheng Zhiwen spent almost all his time in bed with her, telling her about his experiences studying abroad, what he saw and heard in Europe, and his business in Shanghai.
Spending all his time in bed like this, he sometimes felt impulsive, but he always restrained himself and never touched her, whose body was still weak.
Shen Qing rested for more than half a month and her health improved a lot. She was finally able to get out of bed.
When she woke up from her afternoon nap, she said she missed the goldfish in the pond. Cheng Zhiwen put a cloak on her and took her out to feed the fish. Then they strolled around the garden until the sun went down before returning to the house.
As soon as she entered the house, Shen Qing threw herself onto the sofa.
She lay half-reclined on the sofa, watching Cheng Zhiwen open the wardrobe, take out her pajamas, and call the maid to pour her hot water for a bath.
After everything was arranged, I walked over and sat down next to her.
Watching the maids go in and out, taking so long to change the hot water, Shen Qing suddenly had an idea.
She kicked Cheng Zhiwen's leg with her toes, and he immediately grabbed her foot and started playing with it.
She giggled for a while, then got up, crawled to his side, and whispered something in his ear.
His ears immediately turned completely red, like transparent jelly.
Shen Qing couldn't resist taking a bite, so he put his hands on her waist and pulled her onto his waist.
Shen Qing knelt on the sofa cushions, cupped his face, and kissed his lips.
The maids coming and going all blushed, turned their heads away, and dared not look in this direction.
The hot water was poured, and the door was closed.
Cheng Zhiwen carried Shen Qing to the door to bolt it, with Shen Qing's legs wrapped around his waist.
Then he carried her into the bathroom.
She slid off him and pushed him backward, his back immediately slamming against the bathroom wall.
The buttons on the man's white shirt were unbuttoned one by one in her hands, and then her hand moved to the top of his trousers.
With a snap, the waistband was unzipped, the zipper fell down, and the woman's soft, boneless hand slid inside, precisely grasping a certain spot.
Cheng Zhiwen's breathing immediately became heavy. He leaned the back of his head against the wall, tilting his head back and breathing rapidly.
Shen Qing seized the opportunity to kiss his lips, stimulating the sensitive nerves on his lips.
She had never provoked him like this before. In the past, she would just kiss and hug him and then let him lie behind her or on her body to relieve herself.
That's why he was able to hold back.
But tonight, after being provoked like this, he couldn't hold back any longer. He took off his trousers, kicked them aside, picked up Shen Qing, and carried her to the bed outside.
He looked at Shen Qing, took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, revealing his muscular body, then lowered his head and kissed her...
The two rolled onto the bed. Cheng Zhiwen used his knee to pry open Shen Qing's thighs and rubbed against her for a moment. Just as he was about to relieve himself, she suddenly lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist. With a little force, she lifted her lower body and met his thrust.
Cheng Zhiwen suddenly stiffened, trying to pull away from her: "No, you'll get pregnant..."
Shen Qing hugged him tightly, pressing herself close to him: "No, it's not that easy to have a child."
Cheng Zhiwen finally couldn't resist any longer and rushed in.
A strange, tearing sensation washed over her, and Shen Qing bit her lip to endure the pain as she withstood his impact...
Shen Qing slept well that night.
She hadn't slept this soundly in a long time.
.
I didn't have any weird dreams, and I slept very soundly.
When I opened my eyes and woke up, all I saw was a brownish-wood color.
This is the canopy of the canopy bed. Cheng Zhiwen's room had a four-poster bed with no wooden canopy, only a beige bed curtain.
This is not Cheng Zhiwen's room!
Shen Qing sat up abruptly, her head suddenly spinning. She forced herself to stay upright, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.
Look around.
The room was small, with gray and white brick walls, blue glazed tiles, and a brown canopy.
There was no sofa or coffee table, no desk or bookshelf, and no bathroom. Next to the bed was a washbasin stand and a ceramic washbasin.
Shen Qing wondered if Li Zhongman had come to the Cheng family to cause trouble again, so Cheng Zhiwen hid her in another room.
He put on his cloak, opened the door, and called out softly, "Jiang Shen?"
She knew that Jiang Shen and He Fei would inevitably follow her like a shadow.
"Miss Zhu," Jiang Shen turned to look at her, "you're awake?"
He stood guard at the door.
Shen Qing said, "Come in, I have something to ask you."
Jiang Shen glanced around, exchanged a look with He Fei, and then went into the room.
The door was open, and he stood in the doorway, looking at Shen Qing.
Shen Qing sat down on a round stool next to the round table and asked, "What happened this time that made Zhiwen arrange for me to hide here?"
Jiang Shen nodded: "Yes, Mr. Cheng has arranged for you to stay here temporarily."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qing felt relieved and asked, "Did he say when he would come to pick me up? Also, whose house is this?"
Jiang Shen didn't answer for a moment, his voice choked with emotion.
Shen Qing noticed his reddened eyes and suddenly sensed something was wrong. She asked urgently, "What happened? Where's Zhiwen? Where is he?"
Seeing that Jiang Shen was still weeping and silent, she rushed out of the room, but was stopped by He Fei.
She grabbed He Fei and asked, "Where is Mr. Cheng? Where is he? And where is this place?"
With tears welling up in his eyes, He Fei said, "Miss Zhu, this is Guangzhou..."
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