Chapter 42 You Are Not Allowed to Regret
Song Huaixi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his pants were safe.
Zhao Fangye stood up and took off his training clothes with his back to Song Huaixi.
The black clothes were taken off, revealing a slender waist and a broad back. Zhao Fangye exposed his entire body in front of Song Huaixi without any reservation.
Although Song Huaixi slept with him every night, she had never seen Zhao Fangye's upper body so clearly as she did now.
I just have a general impression of him every time I touch him.
Zhao Fangye's back and waist were covered with scars of varying sizes, which looked shocking.
It is very unsightly on Zhao Fangye's beautiful body.
Song Huaixi, lying on the bed, stared straight at Zhao Fangye's body, swallowed, and his eyes stayed on his scars.
Pursing her lips, Song Huaixi no longer had the heart to admire his body. She just frowned as she looked at his scars.
Normally, he would feel very painful if he accidentally cut his hand, so how painful it would be for Zhao Fangye to have so many wounds on his body.
Throwing the clothes aside and turning around, he saw Song Huaixi looking straight at him. Zhao Fangye chuckled.
He walked towards him, leaned over and placed his hands on Song Huaixi's sides. The deep voice was full of joking: "You're staring at me so closely? Do you like it?"
He was so close that his entire chest was in front of me. Song Huaixi's fair face turned red instantly.
Ever since what he did with Zhao Fangye yesterday, Song Huaixi felt like something was wrong with him.
My heart beat faster as soon as I saw Zhao Fangye, and now he is so close to me.
Song Huaixi became even more uneasy.
Covering his eyes with his hands, Song Huaixi pushed his chest, which was so close to him, and said, "Ah, stay away from me. My heart is beating so fast!"
Seeing his big reaction, he was obviously shy but he could say it so bluntly.
Zhao Fangye immediately felt like teasing her.
Not only did she not leave, she kept pressing forward and cornered him in the corner of the bed.
Song Huaixi propped himself up and shrank back, finally leaning against the wall with nowhere to retreat.
I had to cover my face and not look at him.
My heart felt numb as if thousands of tiny bugs were gnawing at it, and my breathing became rapid.
Pulling away his hand that was covering his face, Zhao Fangye's pale eyes carefully observed his expression: "Are you shy, Huai Xi?"
With his wrist grabbed, Song Huaixi had no choice but to lower his head and explain: "No..."
He didn't know why he lied, he just felt a little embarrassed.
Zhao Fangye couldn't help but laugh when he saw that his whole face was red but he still insisted that he didn't have any.
She raised the corners of her lips and reached out to lift his pointed chin.
With a smile in his eyes, he said, "You and I are husband and wife, this is all normal. Huaixi, don't be shy, just get used to it."
As he spoke, Zhao Fangye grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest: "Huai Xi likes it, doesn't she? There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
There was a hard touch on the palm of his hand. Zhao Fangye had been practicing martial arts and fighting for many years. Every muscle in the body is full and firm.
At this time, Song Huaixi forgot the embarrassment just now and grabbed Zhao Fangye's chest muscles curiously and squeezed them. There was a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Hard! So magical."
While exclaiming, Song Huaixi pinched her skin. Soft.
He looked up with even greater surprise in his eyes. Forgetting his previous embarrassment, he sat up and curiously touched Zhao Fangye's entire upper body.
When touching those scars, Song Huaixi's tone was distressed: "Zhao Fangye, you have so many scars. It must have been very painful at that time."
"Leading troops to fight is a common thing." There was a faint look in Zhao Fangye's eyes. He had long been accustomed to it.
As long as you are still alive, this little injury doesn't matter.
Song Huaixi pursed her lips and said nothing, her fingertips stroking the hideous scars on his back.
Zhao Fangye suddenly remembered that Song Huaixi liked beautiful things, and his eyelashes drooped: "Don't look at it, it's not pretty."
After hearing this, Song Huaixi touched the scar and immediately retorted, "It looks good! Zhao Fangye, the scar on your back is very domineering. Like a hero in a comic book."
Zhao Fangye is handsome, even with scars. Song Huaixi thought silently in his heart.
Listening to his words, Zhao Fangye's breathing became heavier and a different kind of emotion surged in his heart. He regretted doing such a stupid thing.
In the end, you are the one who suffers. Song Huaixi's hands are soft and slender, and they bring a different feeling when they wander on the skin.
The look in Zhao Fangye's eyes was gloomy and unclear. He grabbed his restless hands and breathed a little disorderly: "Okay, it's time for breakfast."
"good."
Song Huaixi obediently stood up, crawled out of his arms, and put on her clothes.
Zhao Fangye looked at his back and sat on the bed for a while. Then he stood up and put on his clothes.
Today, Zhao Fangye changed into a white robe, which was unusual for him. Silver dragon patterns are embroidered on the crescent white brocade. The hem of the dress is also embroidered with delicate patterns.
Zhao Fangye has a slender figure and handsome features. After changing into white robes, his facial features seemed less sharp and became much softer.
Song Huaixi was wearing a royal blue jacket and a white robe underneath. Turning around and looking at Zhao Fangye, who was dressed in white, Song Huaixi's eyes were full of amazement.
Unable to resist, she ran up to hug his waist. Song Huaixi said with some concern: "Zhao Fangye, you must not like others, okay?"
Zhao Fangye was like an immortal in the story who had descended to earth. He had never seen anyone more handsome than Zhao Fangye.
He hopes that Zhao Fangye will always like him.
If he was smarter, he would know that he had developed a possessive desire towards Zhao Fangye.
Zhao Fangye lowered his head to look at him and reached out to stroke the corners of his eyes.
The corners of his lips curved slightly with doting in his eyes: "Okay, I promise you. I only like Huai Xi."
"Yes!" Song Huaixi hugged his waist and swayed back and forth, feeling excited and coquettish, "You are not allowed to regret it."
"No regrets."
After breakfast, Song Huaixi still stayed in the study with Zhao Fangye.
He took the book and asked Zhao Fangye to read it to him.
The last time the incident happened suddenly, Song Huaixi ran back to the Song Mansion without saying a word. The originally planned trip to school was also delayed.
Zhao Fangye taught him how to read, and put his arm around him and said, "I have arranged a school for you. You can start school in the spring. What do you think, Huaixi?"
Song Huaixi was happy, but after hearing this, he became depressed: "Then can I not live in the college?"
In the past, Song Zigen sent him to school and he couldn't go home for more than half a month. Only the servants were by his side to take care of him, and he didn't want to leave Zhao Fangye.
"I will have to stay in the school for a long time, and I will miss you very much." Song Huaixi said in a low voice, with his eyelashes drooping as if he was about to cry.
He felt sad when he thought about not being able to see Zhao Fangye.
So he was worried about this. Zhao Fangye lifted his head and explained with a smile: "This school is different from the one your father found for you. The school is located in the capital. I will pick you up after school, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Song Huaixi's mood immediately brightened up: "Really? Zhao Fangye, you are so awesome."
In the past, even rich and powerful young men in the school he attended had to live in the academy, but this time they didn't have to.
Song Huaixi thought he was truly amazing, and her eyes were filled with admiration for him.
Little did he know that Zhao Fangye had arranged for him to study at the most prestigious Yicai Academy in the capital. Even the prince studied here.
Only high-ranking nobles could enter, and ordinary dignitaries could not even think of touching the threshold.
Even Zhao Fangye was a student from Yicai Academy.
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