Chapter 160 I Love You
The nurse walked out of the ward with a smile on her face and a look of disappointment, closing the door behind her.
The two looked at each other, the air became a little sticky, and the heat on Xu Qingwu's face had not yet subsided.
"Um...I have to go out for a while."
"Where are you going?"
"When I went downstairs to buy some fruit, I found a hair salon next door. My hands were not convenient enough so I went there to wash my hair."
"I'll help you."
"you?"
There was doubt in Xu Qingwu's eyes. He himself was injured, and he still had to help her wash her hair?
"Me." Cen Xihuai answered affirmatively, "Madam will help me take a bath later. We should help each other. This is a courtesy."
Is this how reciprocity is used?
Also, isn't it a choice between wiping the body and taking a bath? How come it just became taking a bath?
Xu Qingwu hesitated: "Or, I'd better spend some money."
Cen Xihuai didn't allow her to spend the money: "Spend it sparingly, your husband is here to use it."
After spending a few months together after getting the marriage certificate, Xu Qingwu has come to realize that if Cen Xihuai wants to do something, she cannot refuse him.
There's no way around it, she was born with a physique that couldn't refuse others.
Not to mention rejecting Cen Xihuai.
After Cen Xihuai repeatedly assured her that he would not let his wound get wet, Xu Qingwu acquiesced to his idea of trying to wash her hair.
Cen Xihuai changed into home clothes, with his cuffs rolled up to reveal his muscular arms. He supported the back of her neck with his palm, spread the foam evenly on her hair, and used his other hand to carefully massage her hair roots.
His technique is not very skillful, but he is gentle and patient.
“How strong is it?”
“Very comfortable.”
"Um."
Cen Xihuai was very satisfied with the feedback and continued with his actions.
Xu Qingwu remembered something and chatted with him: "Cen Xihuai, do you have an English name?"
Cen Xihuai thought about it and realized that everyone usually called him Cen, and he had never really chosen an English name.
"No, why are you asking?"
"I think an English name would suit you very well."
"Tell me about it?"
"Tony."
After Xu Qingwu finished speaking, she couldn't help but chuckle, but after laughing she felt that she was so childish.
"Teacher Tony, what do you think?"
"If you like it."
As expected, he had no idea what Tony meant.
It’s not unfair to call him old-fashioned, but he is quite cute when he looks so serious.
After massaging his scalp, Cen Xihuai remembered that the hair washing video he had just learned required washing the auricle and behind the ear. He gently rubbed his knuckles from the auricle to the earlobe.
Xu Qingwu's earlobe was already sensitive, and it became more sensitive when he pressed it.
"Hmm~"
A whimper escaped his lips.
She suddenly grabbed his trouser leg: "Not here!"
Cen Xihuai insisted: "It's necessary to wash it in the teaching video. Now that I've started, I'll do the whole set."
Xu Qingwu could only bite her lower lip and let him carefully clean her ears. The itchiness spread throughout her body, her shoulders trembled slightly, and even her toes curled up unconsciously.
Really, it’s itchy!
Finally it was over, and Cen Xihuai used water of just the right temperature to help her rinse off the foam on her head.
A drop of foam fell on her eyelashes, and she blinked uncomfortably. Cen Xihuai, who was always paying attention to user experience, noticed it almost immediately and whispered, "Close your eyes."
Xu Qingwu closed her eyes obediently and felt his fingertips rubbing across her eyelids.
"alright."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Qingwu opened her eyes.
They were so close that she could see his enviably long eyelashes.
Her hair had been washed, and Cen Xihuai took the towel he had prepared long ago and wrapped her wet long hair, revealing her clear and white little face.
The bathroom was filled with mist, the rose scent of shampoo lingered in the small space, and the heat rose.
Xu Qingwu looked up at him and suddenly thought of the kiss that had been interrupted several times before, while Cen Xihuai was still figuring out how to tuck the corner of the towel into her hair perfectly.
"Cen Xihuai."
"Um?"
Cen Xihuai looked at her and met her bright eyes.
"I want to kiss you."
Xu Qingwu boldly started talking on the microphone, and Cen Xihuai paused, seemingly unable to react.
Cen Xihuai was sitting on the chair, and Xu Qingwu was still in the bathtub: "I can't kiss you, lower your head."
To match her height, Cen Xihuai lowered his head, and his Adam's apple rolled again and again, which was clearly audible in the quiet atmosphere.
Xu Qingwu pressed her lips against his, kissing him slowly and sucking gently.
Not very skilled, extremely awkward, but it makes people's heart beat fast.
After the overly simple kiss, Xu Qingwu, whose kissing skills still hadn't improved, felt a little embarrassed: "My technique is still not that good, huh?"
Cen Xihuai didn't answer directly: "It's enough if there is someone in the family who is kind enough."
It’s great that you can kiss!
And showed it off to him.
Feeling a little frustrated, Xu Qingwu pouted unconsciously. Cen Xihuai was jealous and lowered his head again to teach her what good skills meant.
Their noses touched, their breaths blended, and their lips and tongues intertwined.
After the kiss, Xu Qingwu leaned over the bathtub, panting unsteadily, her body going limp from his kisses.
Her hair had long been loose, and the wet hair scattered on her shoulders and chest, slightly soaking her white base shirt, revealing her good figure.
Cen Xihuai restrained himself and looked away, then took another towel to wipe her hair.
Xu Qingwu got up from the bathtub, wrapped her hair with a towel, helped Cen Xihuai out to the wheelchair, and pushed him to the sofa according to his instructions.
Xu Qingwu sat next to him, and he took the towel and wiped her hair.
Xu Qingwu remembered hearing him speak German and French before, and suddenly wanted to hear him speak the same sentence to compare the differences.
"Cen Xihuai, please speak something in German to me."
"What do you want to hear?"
"You can say whatever you want."
Cen Xihuai stopped what he was doing, looked into her expectant eyes, and said softly, "Ich liebe dich."
"That sounds nice!" Xu Qingwu asked curiously, "What does it mean?"
"It means, you're beautiful."
"Oh~"
Being looked at so quietly by him, Xu Qingwu felt her cheeks getting hot again. She unconsciously avoided his gaze and asked, "How do you say this in French?"
"Je t'aime."
His voice had a slightly grainy quality, and the words he pronounced had a lingering tone. Xu Qingwu complimented him generously, "This sounds good too!"
"Which one do you think sounds better?"
Xu Qingwu felt that both of them sounded quite nice. If she had to choose one, it might be because of her preconceived impression that French was inherently romantic, and she felt that French seemed to be slightly better.
"French?"
"Shall I teach you to read?"
"OK."
Cen Xihuai taught her pronunciation very slowly, until the not-so-standard "Je t'aime" came out of her mouth. Xu Qingwu was a little nervous: "My language system is not very developed, so I may not be able to imitate it well. Do you think it sounds good?"
Cen Xihuai whispered softly, "It sounds very nice."
Of course it sounds good.
Because the real meaning of these two sentences is - I love you.
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