Chapter 159: Shen Zhichu is the rose with thorns
If it weren't for the fact that she was injured, Li Jingshen really wanted to drag her up and beat her up, so that she could feel the harsh punishment of society and learn a lesson, and see if she would dare to risk her life again in the future.
Li Jingshen was thinking about all sorts of things in his mind, but in fact, his heart was in great pain. He was just thinking about it, so how could he bear to hit her now.
Seeing her wake up, my heart finally settled down.
Shen Zhichu's expression gradually changed from calm to impatient. She never knew that Li Jingshen could talk so much. It was as if two flies flew into her ears and buzzed.
"I'm thirsty..." Shen Zhichu interrupted him in a hoarse voice.
Li Jingshen stopped talking and immediately went to get some water. After wetting the water, he helped Shen Zhichu sit up.
Shen Zhichu's back was covered in wounds, and he was very careful as he supported her, fearing that he would hurt her if he used too much force.
But Shen Zhichu was indeed in pain. The injury in the back would affect the wound anyway. She endured the pain and lowered her head to drink water.
Shen Zhichu was really thirsty, and soon the glass of water was empty.
"More?"
Shen Zhichu exhaled lightly: "I don't want to drink anymore."
Li Jingshen opened the curtains when he saw that she woke up. The sunlight from outside suddenly shone in. Shen Zhichu felt it was dazzling. She half-closed her eyes and waited for them to adapt to the light. Then she turned her head to look around the room, and her eyes suddenly fixed on the roses placed on the cabinet.
“Who bought the flowers?”
Li Jingshen looked over, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you like it?"
Shen Zhichu subconsciously thought that he was the one who sold the flowers. She looked disgusted and said, "I don't like them. What I hate most is roses."
Li Jingshen's face froze, thinking about what Zhao Qian said when he came in with the flowers, saying that women like roses and that they would be very touched if they saw them when they woke up.
However, it turns out that not everyone likes roses.
"Zhao Qian bought it. I don't know what his taste is like. Since you don't like it, I'll just throw it away."
"Just leave the one Zhao Qian bought." Shen Zhichu's light words almost made Li Jingshen suffer a myocardial infarction.
The ones Zhao Qian bought are just kept there, but if he bought them, would they have gone into the trash?
Seeing Shen Zhichu's indifferent attitude, it was obvious that his thoughts were confirmed, so what she disliked at first was not the roses but him.
Li Jingshen snorted inwardly, thinking that Chen Zhichu was just like this rose, seemingly beautiful but actually covered in thorns. If you weren't careful, you'd be pricked by her and bleed. But a flower is still a flower after all, and the petals would break if you pinched them lightly.
Li Jingshen didn't want to argue with her and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout."
As she thought about what to eat, Shen Zhichu's stomach began to ache. She muttered, "Eat something light. My stomach is uncomfortable."
When her stomach was fine, Shen Zhichu's favorite thing to eat was spicy food. Spicy chicken, hot pot, and spicy boiled fish were all her favorites. Just thinking about them made her greedy, but unfortunately she couldn't eat them now.
Li Jingshen ordered a bowl of stomach-nourishing porridge as usual.
Chen Zhichu couldn't help but curl his lips. He thought the porridge was okay at first, but after drinking it for a long time, he found it tasteless.
Chen Zhichu's hair was disheveled, which made it inconvenient for him to drink porridge. He wanted to tie it up, but his right hand was injured and he couldn't move it.
Li Jingshen put down the bowl in his hand, leaned over slightly, and lifted her long curly hair, braiding it into a loose side braid that casually fell on one side of her shoulder, revealing her smooth forehead.
Chen Zhichu lowered his eyes and looked at the pigtail on his chest, saying indifferently, "You are so skilled, you must have braided it for Xia Mingyue many times."
Li Jingshen was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you believe me when I say I only combed your hair?"
Shen Zhichu said: "I don't believe it."
Li Jingshen, a grown man, could braid her hair so skillfully. Who would believe that he didn't have practice?
Li Jingshen didn't explain, but he felt a little uncomfortable, as if something was blocking him.
Why did Shen Zhichu's "I don't believe" make him so uncomfortable? If he thought about it carefully, hadn't he disbelieved Shen Zhichu many times before? Now it was his turn to taste the feeling of not being trusted.
Shen Zhichu ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and didn't want to eat anymore.
She hadn't eaten for more than ten hours, and now she had only eaten so little. Li Jingshen lowered his eyes and looked at the half-full bowl of porridge left in the bowl: "Eat some more."
Shen Zhichu shook his head: “I have no appetite and can’t eat.”
Li Jingshen was silent for a moment, put down the bowl, and wiped the corner of her lips with a tissue. He didn't say anything, just looked at her, as if she was very troublesome to him.
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