Chapter 40 Adult Matters
Inside the bedroom.
The dragon was burning and the house was warm as spring.
Song Huaixi rolled around on the bed, reaching out to play with the tassels hanging from the bed curtains.
She was humming a song, and her delicate eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles.
The whole person looks in a very good mood.
After the questioning just now, Song Huaixi realized that he had misunderstood.
The distressed heart came back to life instantly.
Zhao Fangye still likes him and has not fallen in love with anyone else. This is great news for him.
When I walked into the house, Zhao Fangye had already washed up and was wearing a moon-white undergarment.
He walked towards Song Huaixi and sat down beside the bed.
Reaching out and touching his soft hair, Zhao Fangye lowered his eyes and looked at the smile on his face: "So happy? What is Huaixi thinking about?"
She rolled over on the bed to avoid Zhao Fangye's hand. Song Huaixi leaned on the bed, holding her face and looking at him with a cunning look in her eyes.
"I won't tell you."
The soft touch in his hand disappeared, Zhao Fangye withdrew his hand and looked at him gently.
Little fool.
Suddenly, Song Huaixi's eyes fell on Zhao Fangye's white underwear, and he rolled over from the bed and grabbed his clothes.
"Zhao Fangye! Change into new clothes!"
Song Huaixi's eyes were sparkling with a look of surprise. He had only seen Zhao Fangye wearing black clothes.
Whether it is casual clothes, training clothes, or underwear for sleeping at night, they are all black.
This is the first time I see Zhao Fangye wearing clothes other than black.
The white suit made his temperament seem less cold and more gentle.
Zhao Fangye has long eyebrows that reach his temples, his light-colored eyes are narrow and sharp, and his eyelashes are drooping, revealing a gentle smile at the moment.
The tall nose cast a small shadow on the face under the candlelight, and the pale lips were slightly raised.
Song Huaixi was so fascinated by what he saw that she couldn't help but climb up from the bed, move closer to him and embed herself in his arms.
Zhao Fangye remained silent about his actions. She raised her eyebrows slightly and held him in her arms.
Song Huaixi's body is soft, unlike Zhao Fangye who has been practicing martial arts for many years.
The temperature of the skin came through the underwear, bringing a throbbing sensation
Zhao Fangye looked down at him: "What?"
Sitting in his arms, Song Huaixi tilted his head back. She looked at him intently and said, "Zhao Fangye, you look so good in white."
Reaching out to touch his black hair that fell in front of him, and then touching his chest, Song Huaixi's eyes were filled with amazement.
She was dressed in white and looked like a fairy.
Zhao Fangye became even more handsome. Song Huaixi felt her heart pounding as she stared at his face.
Seeing his infatuated look, the arc of Zhao Fangye's lips widened.
She grabbed his hand that was moving around on her body and placed it on her lips and kissed it.
"like?"
"like!"
Song Huaixi nodded vigorously, not at all reserved.
A pair of eyes were glued to him as if they couldn't see enough.
Zhao Fangye held him in his arms and couldn't help laughing.
In fact, he discovered early on that Song Huaixi liked his face very much.
On the wedding night, this man looked at himself and was distracted. I was too shy to look at him from behind and could only glance at him secretly out of the corner of my eye.
Later, Song Huaixi liked to stick to him, probably in large part because she liked his face.
Otherwise, how could Song Huaixi fall in love with him so quickly when they had never met before.
Zhao Fangye lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on his upturned fair face. She whispered in his ear, "I wear it specially for you to see."
Song Huaixi understood this sentence.
His heart felt as sweet as if it were filled with honey, and he felt favored by Zhao Fangye.
Holding his waist tightly, Song Huaixi praised him generously: "It looks great! Zhao Fangye, you look better in white than in black!"
Song Huaixi once grabbed his sleeve and asked him why his clothes were always black.
At that time, Zhao Fangye thought he just didn't like wearing black.
He just asked someone to make a few white clothes for him, but he didn't expect that Song Huaixi was so interested in him wearing white.
All eyes were glued to him. If this continued, Zhao Fangye was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and do something to him.
Patting his back with a slender hand, Zhao Fangye held him and put him on the couch with a restrained tone.
"I've seen it all, now go to sleep."
Lying on the bed, Zhao Fangye tucked the quilt carefully for him. She put out the candle and left a lamp on for him beside the small table.
Song Huaixi was afraid of the dark, and over time Zhao Fangye also got used to falling asleep with candlelight.
Lifting the quilt and lying down, Song Huaixi came over, hugged his waist, and rested her head on his chest, repeating his words,
"sleep."
Thinking of the conversation he had just had with Liang Xiuzhu, Zhao Fangye reached out and touched his earlobe in the dark.
The voice was hoarse: "Huai Xi, do you know what sleep is?"
"Hmm?" In the dim candlelight, Song Huaixi leaned out and looked at him with confusion in his eyes.
"Yeah, we're sleeping now."
Hearing his answer, Zhao Fangye laughed. I overestimated him and thought he would come to his senses.
Reaching out to cover his innocent eyes, Zhao Fangye sighed and said, "Nothing, go to sleep."
Song Huaixi noticed that there was something wrong with his tone and pulled his hand away without giving in.
I propped myself up and tilted my head to ask him: "If this isn't sleeping, then what is sleeping?"
In the darkness, Zhao Fangye's eyes were fixed on him. There were hidden emotions in his eyes.
Like a wild beast lurking in the dark, it waits for the right opportunity to tear the stupid rabbit apart and eat it.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Song Huaixi moved closer, until their faces were so close that their breaths intertwined.
"What do you mean? I really don't know."
Looking at him, she put her arms around Song Huaixi's slender waist. Zhao Fangye did not answer but asked: "Has Huaixi really reached adulthood?"
Nodding, Song Huaixi didn't understand why he suddenly said this: "I'm a 18-year-old, what's the matter?"
Song Huaixi looked at him with her slightly childish face, which still had a little bit of baby fat on it. It doesn't look like a grown-up at all.
Hearing his answer, Zhao Fangye held his waist, turned over suddenly and pressed Song Huaixi under him.
Zhao Fangye's breath was burning: "Since Huaixi is curious, I will personally teach you what sleeping means."
Song Huaixi was a little surprised, with confusion in his big eyes.
With both hands on Zhao Fangye's broad and strong chest, I didn't know what he was going to do.
The faint candlelight shone through the bed curtains onto Zhao Fangye's face, adding a touch of charm to his already handsome features.
As Zhao Fangye approached, the hot breath entangled between the two. Song Huaixi had never seen such an expression on his face.
He stared at him with a forbearing and aggressive look, as if he wanted to eat him.
Song Huaixi was a little scared and his heart started beating violently. The ambiguous atmosphere between the beds made him feel a little unfamiliar.
He pressed his hands against Zhao Fangye's approaching body.
His eyes were timid and his voice was trembling: "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Fangye placed one hand on his neck and stroked his lips with the other.
The voice was bewitching and soothing: "Do what adults do. Huaixi has already reached adulthood, hasn't he?"
Song Huaixi murmured to himself, not anticipating the danger at all: "Master's business?"
There was a look of confusion in his eyes, and he didn't know what Zhao Fangye meant.
Seeing his ignorant and confused look, Zhao Fangye could no longer restrain himself.
Pinching Song Huaixi's chin, he kissed his slightly open lips.
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