Chapter 409: Have you given up on me?

Lu Siyin had just finished surgery and couldn't even get out of bed, let alone take a shower.

Before going to bed at night, the sound of water in the bathroom kept ringing. After the sound of water stopped, a moment later, the door was opened from the inside.

Zhou Zipei came out with wet hair and only wrapped in a bath towel, tied around her waist, just covering the wound.

The steam in the bathroom overflowed outside and blinded Lu Siyin's eyes.

She stared at him in a trance without blinking, with an undisguised, straightforward and bold look.

What a beautiful woman coming out of the bath...

Lu Siyin swallowed his saliva.

Zhou Zipei showed off his eight pack abs. It was unknown whether he did it on purpose or not. There were still some water drops on his upper body that had not been wiped clean, which disappeared into the bath towel along the muscle lines.

His skin was white and moist, like the finest cream under the warm light.

Zhou Zipei noticed Lu Siyin's dull gaze, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes. He resisted the urge to look at her and chose a place not too far from her to blow dry his hair.

Lu Siyin smelled the scent of agarwood and felt her cheeks were hot. She fanned herself with her hands, but she was trying to cover up something and muttered, "Why is it so hot..." She

looked away and glanced around, but every time she looked at Zhou Zipei, she always ended up at her.

The bony fingers shuttled through the hair, and the contrast between black and white brought a visual impact.

The incessant hum of the hair dryer masked Lu Siyin's gradually accelerating heartbeat.

Finally, the hair dryer stopped running, and after Zhou Zipei put it down, he glanced at Lu Siyin seemingly unintentionally.

Lu Siyin's eyes rolled around, not knowing where to put them, and he felt guilty as if he had been caught.

Zhou Zipei said in a lazy voice: "Why are you hiding? If you want to see, just look openly."

"There's nothing to see. I see it every day anyway." Lu Siyin looked nonchalant, but his ears turned red.

"Really?" Zhou Zipei said slowly, "Then don't blush."

​​Lu Siyin insisted, "I'm not blushing, I just look like this."

"Oh, tell the cook not to buy ducks when you get home, there are ready-made ones here."

"..."

Lu Siyin prepared herself mentally several times and looked at him expressionlessly, but her cheeks were still red as blood. She sighed, "Actually, you don't have to seduce me so hard, you can just tell me what you want."

Zhou Zipei raised his eyebrows, "Anything is fine."

Lu Siyin heard something else in his joking voice, her face changed drastically, she hugged herself and cursed, "You, you beast! I'm sick, and you still want..."

She was speechless, and Zhou Zipei pretended not to understand and looked away, waiting for the next words.

Lu Siyin stammered: "You want... me."

Zhou Zipei laughed: "You have such dirty thoughts, why don't you recite the core values ​​of socialism? I mean we sleep separately tonight."

Lu Siyin was shocked: "You want to separate from me"

"That's not what I mean..."

Lu Siyin didn't hear a word: "You want to separate from me and sleep in separate beds so soon, will you just break up with me directly next time?"

Zhou Zipei: "..."

"No, not breaking up, but divorce! Zhou Zipei, you want to divorce me"

Zhou Zipei was speechless: "What divorce! We only have the option of bereavement, there is no option of divorce."

He sighed, being led astray by Lu Siyin.

"No, the bed is not big enough to accommodate two people, and it's not safe for you and me to sleep together."

Another thing is to prevent the wound on the side of the waist from being discovered.

Lu Siyin didn't appreciate it, turned her head away and sulked.

Zhou Zipei laughed so hard that her shoulders trembled: "Why are you so clingy now?"

Lu Siyin blinked, aggrieved: "Tell me the truth, have you given up on me?"

Zhou Zipei saw that her voice was not right, walked closer and bent over to look, and sure enough, her eyes were red.

So pitiful.

He couldn't help laughing: "Why are you crying so pitifully."

Lu Siyin couldn't control his emotions: "You just dislike me, wuwuwu."

"When did I dislike you? It's so good to pass on the blame. Let's be a chef in the next life."

"Why else did you sleep separately from me! Because I didn't take a shower, wuwuwu," Lu Siyin cried heartbreakingly, "You saw me at my ugliest!"

Zhou Zipei was in a panic. While wiping her tears, she coaxed her with a smile: "When have you ever been ugly? I think you have always been beautiful."

"It must have been ugly when you carried me to the hospital after the car accident."

Zhou Zipei recalled and couldn't help teasing her: "Yeah, a little bit."

Lu Siyin's eyes were blurred with tears, and she cried even harder when she heard that.

"Okay, okay, I lied to you, it's not ugly, not ugly at all! Whether it's the atmosphere or the sense of brokenness, it's all there." Zhou Zipei almost swore to the sky.

Lu Siyin cried: "I can't take a shower yet."

Zhou Zipei hugged her and said, "Just one day."

"What about two days?"

"Just two days."

"What about a week?"

"...Okay."

"What about a month?"

"Bury it."

"..."

As the two hugged and pulled each other, Zhou Zipei didn't notice that her bath towel was getting looser and looser, and Lu Siyin could see the scene inside as long as she lowered her head.

She wanted to wipe the tears from her face, but her eyes accidentally caught sight of it, and her movements stopped abruptly.

Zhou Zipei seemed to sense something and looked down. Although he was wearing shorts, the wound on his waist was clearly visible.

He pulled in the towel, covered Lu Siyin's eyes, and said, "Your behavior is a bit dangerous, Sister Yin."

Lu Siyin pulled his hand down, looking extremely serious.

"Take it off and let me see."

Zhou Zipei said nonchalantly: "Are you a pervert?"

Lu Siyin didn't joke with him: "I'm talking about the injury, let me see."

Zhou Zipei's smile faded a little, and finally he let out a long and endless sigh and threw the bath towel aside.

Lu Siyin saw the wound clearly. It was not healed yet. Because of the water, it was slightly red and swollen. Her eyes were redder: "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Zipei didn't care: "No. The ointment Lu Jingshu gave me is very effective."

Lu Siyin glared at him: "You are injured and you still take a shower. Don't you know that you can't get wet?"

Zhou Zipei pretended to be innocent: "I don't know."

Lu Siyin didn't want to say anything more to him, and ordered: "Bring the medicine and gauze, bandage it!"

Zhou Zipei obediently brought the ointment and gauze. Lu Siyin bandaged it carefully for him. The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt, even more uncomfortable than when he was injured.

He sniffed, and tears bigger than beans hung on his eyelashes crystal clear, and then fell down.

Zhou Zipei covered her cheek and stroked the tear marks with his thumb: "Ayin, when you were lying in the operating room, I felt ten thousand times more uncomfortable than you. It was more painful than Ling Chi's bone scraping."

Lu Siyin pursed her lips, and after bandaging it, her fingers did not leave. She leaned over and kissed her without warning.

Zhou Zipei's muscles tensed instantly, and her fingers trembled violently.

"I'm sorry, I won't let myself get hurt again in the future." Lu Siyin looked up at him and promised slowly.

Zhou Zipei's eyes were deep, and his hand moved to the back, pressing the back of her head and kissing her.