Chapter 159
Yesterday, Chen Zhaoyue ate the lotus seeds Johnny had peeled for her in the space, thinking she'd gained some new skills, or at least upgraded her space. But after a closer look, she found no changes to her body, and the space remained the same.
Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
It's rare for a delivery to appear in the space. It can't be that they just saw that the lotus seeds were fresh and sent them to her as a snack, right?
But the benefits are not delivered every day. It would be too troublesome to only deliver one lotus pod at a time.
In fact, when Chen Zhaoyue thought about it now, apart from the crystal color, the taste of the lotus seeds was no different from that of ordinary lotus seeds.
Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help but think, if only these lotus seeds had some special effects, she could ask Johnny to open a paddy field in the space and plant some lotus seeds, so that she would have endless lotus roots and lotus seeds to eat!
What a pity...
"What's wrong?" Wen Yanxi's low voice came from behind.
Chen Zhaoyue raised her head and looked at him, a smile on her face: "It's okay."
Chen Zhaoyue patted the bed and asked Wen Yanxi to come over: "Uncle, come here, let me take your pulse."
Wen Yanxi walked over obediently and sat beside her with his tall and straight body.
Chen Zhaoyue's cool fingertips rested on the inside of his slightly damp wrist, feeling his pulse beating.
Wen Yanxi leaned back slightly, and the faint herbal fragrance of Chen Zhaoyue mixed with the scent of jasmine soap lingered at the tip of his nose, making him dazed for a moment.
I want to kiss, but my arms are inconvenient and I can't, which makes me angry.
"The situation today is better than yesterday." Chen Zhaoyue smiled slightly and suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts.
Wen Yanxi came back to his senses, suppressed his excitement, and lingered on her face for a moment before saying calmly, "Very good."
The sooner he recovers, the sooner he can collect interest.
Chen Zhaoyue didn't know what Wen Yanxi was thinking. Thinking of Liu Siyu's plan, she thought she might resort to some dirty tricks against him, so she said to him, "Uncle, before our wedding is over, how about we have lunch together?"
Wen Yanxi may not be able to defend against Liu Siyu's dirty tricks, but she can.
Not only can she prevent Wen Yanxi from falling into the romantic trap set by Liu Siyu, but she can also make Liu Siyu suffer the backlash of her despicable tactics.
Wen Yanxi was happy to have lunch with Chen Zhaoyue. He nodded and agreed without hesitation: "Okay, I'll prepare the food in advance and wait for you."
Chen Zhaoyue leaned over to Wen Yanxi's side and kissed him lightly on the cheek: "Then let's go to bed!"
Wen Yanxi turned off the lights and lay down next to Shen Zhaoyue.
The weather in early September had turned cooler, and the night wind blew in through the half-open window. Chen Zhaoyue shuddered unconsciously and leaned closer to Wen Yanxi.
The moment she leaned over, Wen Yanxi reached out and held her in his arms.
A warmth instantly enveloped Chen Zhaoyue, carrying with it the unique cool scent of Wen Yanxi, which was so pleasant and comforting.
Wen Yanxi's body temperature was high, like a human heater, which was too tempting in this cool autumn night. Gradually, Chen Zhaoyue fell into a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, Wen Yanxi was awakened by the noise around him.
Chen Zhaoyue's sleeping posture was terrible, her entire body practically entwined with him, her head nuzzling against his neck, her legs restlessly draped around his waist. Her soft body pressed against him, her warm breath brushing against his Adam's apple...
Wen Yanxi's body stiffened, a familiar heat rising in his lower abdomen. This wasn't the first time. Ever since Chen Zhaoyue got used to sleeping in this bed, her sleeping habits had become increasingly unrestrained, challenging his self-control every night.
Wen Yanxi tried to push her away, but Chen Zhaoyue grumbled in dissatisfaction and hugged her tighter. Her soft part pressed against his arm, making his throat tighten.
Finally, Wen Yanxi sighed and pulled her into his arms through the quilt, stopping her from moving any further. The woman in his arms seemed to feel the warmth and comfort, finally calming down and nestling obediently against his chest.
Wen Yanxi looked down at her sleeping face. The moonlight filtering in from the window outlined her soft features. Unlike her usual lively appearance, the sleeping Chen Zhaoyue looked well-behaved and quiet.
Shen Zhaoyue in his arms suddenly moved, and her lips unconsciously brushed against the skin on his collarbone. A tingling sensation like an electric current instantly spread throughout his body, making his breathing stagnate.
Wen Yanxi tightened his arms, pinning her in place. The night was still long, and he already knew the first thing he'd have to do tomorrow morning was wash the cold algae.
The next morning, when Wen Yanxi got up, Chen Zhaoyue felt the heat in the quilt leave. She grumbled in dissatisfaction and opened her eyes drowsily, but her vision was out of focus. She seemed to hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Chen Zhaoyue, whose brain was still in a sleeping state, forgot about Wen Yanxi's arm injury. He turned over, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and went back to sleep.
In the bathroom, cold water washed over the tense body. Wen Yanxi closed his eyes, but the soft body and sweet fragrance lingered in his mind.
This bath takes longer than usual.
…
The morning sun shone through the gap in the curtains and onto Shen Zhaoyue's face. She slowly opened her eyes, and the seat beside her was empty, leaving only a shallow depression.
There was a slight noise coming from the kitchen, so she stood up, put on her coat, and walked towards the sound.
Wen Yanxi stood in front of the stove with his back to her, his body as straight as a pine tree. His right hand skillfully flipped the fried eggs in the pan, but his left hand still hung stiffly at his side.
"Why are you up so early?" Chen Zhaoyue asked softly, her voice still hoarse from just waking up.
Wen Yanxi turned around, the morning light casting a faint shadow on his well-defined profile. "Get up when you wake up. Breakfast will be ready soon, go wash up."
Chen Zhaoyue nodded and turned to walk towards the bathroom. As soon as she opened the door, she noticed something was wrong—the floor was damp, but the air was devoid of the steam from the hot water. She squatted down and touched the floor with her fingers; it was indeed ice-cold.
She quickly walked back to the kitchen, frowning slightly, "Why are you taking a cold shower? It's September now, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. You'll catch a cold."
Wen Yanxi shrugged nonchalantly, "I still feel quite hot... cold water will soothe me."
Chen Zhaoyue looked at him - he was only wearing a thin white vest, revealing his strong arm muscles, and he really didn't look like he was afraid of the cold at all.
She couldn't help but mutter in her heart: Men are indeed full of yang energy.
…
Breakfast was simple yet exquisite: a golden fried egg, warm porridge, and a small dish of pickled vegetables. They sat facing each other, eating in silence. Sunlight streamed through the window onto the table, adding a touch of warmth to this ordinary morning.
After finishing the meal, Shen Zhaoyue took out the medicine box and said, “It’s time to change the medicine.”
Wen Yanxi obediently extended his left arm. Chen Zhaoyue carefully removed the bandage, revealing the hideous wound. Surprisingly, the wound healed much faster than expected, and the wound that had once been deep enough to see the bone had already grown into tender new flesh.
"You're recovering really well," Chen Zhaoyue praised softly, her fingertips gently stroking the edge of the wound, "At this rate, it should be almost completely healed by the time we get married."
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