Chapter 51: Fuck him?

The little golden retriever, knowing that he had gotten into trouble, stood there stupidly and didn't chase the Samoyed he had just seen.

Sheng Ting glanced coldly at the golden retriever that was trembling with guilt, walked over, picked it up, opened the car door and threw it in without any hesitation.

He helped Chushuang sit down on a bench on the street and went to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

When he came back, he brought iodine. Chushuang saw it and said, "Don't use iodine. Just apply the ointment directly."

It hurts so much to apply that stuff directly on the wound.

Sheng Ting pulled her wrist and said, "It needs to be disinfected."

Seeing his tough attitude, Chu Shuang closed her eyes and turned her head away.

Sheng Ting unscrewed the cap of the iodine bottle, glanced at her tightly closed eyes, paused slightly, and replaced the iodine with pure water.

Use a cotton swab dipped in water to carefully wipe the area around the wound, gently sprinkle the powder on the wound and wrap it with gauze.

He moved quickly and didn't hurt Chushuang.

"Thank you."

He also applied ointment to some abrasions on the back of his hands and wrists.

"Where else?"

Hatsushimo stretched out one leg and lifted her skirt to reveal her bloodied and bruised knee.

Sheng Ting frowned slightly, then lowered his eyes to tend to her wounds.

"Don't bring it out again. It's too noisy."

"It probably forgot it was on a leash and wanted to follow other people's pretty puppies. It seems our golden retriever is still obsessed with looks."

Sheng Ting was in no mood to joke with her. "It would be a different story if you had fallen on a busy road today."

The first frost brings silence.

"Can we go?"

"able."

Helping her into the car, Sheng Ting glanced indifferently at the weak and helpless golden retriever in the back seat. He said nothing and let the little golden retriever lower its head in fear, letting out a wronged whimper from its throat.

Hatsushuang felt pity for it when she saw it and wanted to comfort it. She glanced at the man next to her and sat down obediently.

Starting the car, Sheng Ting handed her something. Chu Shuang took a look and found it was a plate of white sugar pills.

The taste of lactose is very pure, with a light milky aroma, a bit like the candy you ate when you got your vaccinations as a child.

Taking a look at the man, she inexplicably thought that if Sheng Ting had children, he would be very good at taking care of them.

As soon as they returned to Qingyu Garden, Sheng Ting went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Chu Shuang followed him and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"No need," the man rolled up his sleeves and began to wash the beef, "Didn't you buy some snacks at the supermarket? Let's go eat some snacks."

Then Hatsushuang sat in the living room, eating snacks and watching TV. She unpacked the pork jerky, and when she saw the little golden retriever on the carpet, she fed it a piece of jerky.

When the setting sun ran into the house, filling the room with golden color, the kitchen began to emit fragrance. The smell aroused Chu Shuang's appetite, and the snacks in his hand no longer smelled good.

Occasionally, I looked towards the kitchen, but I didn't see anyone. Instead, I saw his shadow reflected on a wall in the afterglow of the setting sun.

A smooth profile, slightly drooping eyes, and a high nose.

Fascinated by what she saw, Chu Shuang quickly took out her cell phone to record this beautiful scene in the afterglow.

I carefully admired the beautiful figure outlined by light and shadow in the phone, and moved my finger to the left. It was the photo I took of him in the garden.

After looking at it for a while, she suddenly remembered that she had not sent this photo to him yet.

I flipped through some of my selfies, and after spending a long time choosing, I sent the three best ones.

When Sheng Ting brought out the dishes, Chu Shuang was feeding the golden retriever the last piece of pork jerky. The man happened to see it, and both she and the dog felt a little guilty.

"It smells so good, the presentation is so exquisite, and the colors are beautiful," she said flatteringly.

The man picked up the sour shrimp and beef and put it to her mouth, "Taste."

As soon as she took a bite, Chu Shuang's eyes lit up.

This is definitely enough to open a store.

How come he is so awesome?

"tasty."

Sheng Ting nodded and then went to serve other dishes.

Considering that Hatsushimo had an injury, he made it less spicy, but the taste was beyond Hatsushimo's expectations.

"You are really good at cooking. You are really talented. The food is much better than mine."

She couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Sheng Ting said calmly, "I'll do it for you when I have time."

After dinner, Chu Shuang was watching TV on the sofa. When Sheng Ting cleaned up everything and came out, he saw her watching TV intently, her eyes were bright, and there was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth that she herself did not notice.

Following her gaze, I saw a costume drama.

At the night banquet in the palace, the emperor, who was in the center of the crowd, had handsome features and was speaking his lines in an orderly manner.

Sheng Ting didn't know these stars in the entertainment industry, he just noticed that the smile on Chu Shuang's face was becoming more and more obvious.

"So cute."

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone and took a photo.

Glancing at her series of actions, Sheng Ting didn't know where she found such cuteness.

"Do you want to go upstairs and rest?"

Hatsushimo raised her eyes and said, "I want to watch for a while longer."

The man spoke in a deep voice, "It's the same if you go upstairs. I'll help you upstairs. It will be inconvenient for you to go alone later."

That's fine.

Turning off the TV, Hatsushiro got up.

Going up the stairs would always strain her knee joints, so considering her injury, Sheng Ting simply picked her up by the waist.

Chu Shuang's heart skipped a beat as her body suddenly lost weight.

His hands were strong, his chest firm, and the close proximity reminded her of the fragments of last night.

It was clearly not a love potion, so why did I have so many different reactions at that time?

Thinking back to the absurd dream she had with him a long time ago... Could this mean that, in her subconscious, she was actually... desiring him?

Or to put it in a more common way nowadays, she sucked his body?

When Chu Shuang thought of this reason, his heart burned.

Suddenly I feel a little guilty.

She had another strange thought: if Sheng Ting had the ability to read minds, then all her thoughts just now would have been seen by him.

I took a quick glance at the man; he seemed cool and calm. Fortunately, he probably couldn't read my mind.

After putting the man on the bed, Sheng Ting did not leave immediately. He untied his tie, unbuttoned his vest, and walked towards the bathroom.

Listening to the rustling of flowing water, Chu Shuang pursed her lips and played with her phone to distract herself.

I found Lin Su’s WeChat and sent her the stills I had just taken.

Hatsushimo: [Look who I saw? ]

[The cute little palace maid who diligently pours tea and wine for the emperor is so adorable. ]

There was no reply from that side for a long time.

【Are you shooting a night scene? 】

"First frost."

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the man opened the door. With his wet hair hanging down, he asked her, "You can't touch water with your hands. Do you want to wash your face?"

Chu Shuang paused, walked over and said, "I need to wash it."

Sheng Ting took out a headband and put it on her. He was about to move over with the soaked towel, but Chu Shuang stopped him.

"You have to remove your makeup first. The makeup remover is over there."

The man didn't quite understand the process, so he took the makeup remover and studied it before applying it evenly on her face.

Massage with water, and when it is almost emulsified, it is time to wash it off.

"Keep your head down."

Chu Shuang lowered her head and did as she was told. Sheng Ting held the back of her neck with one hand and cleaned her face with the other.

Finally, the light makeup on the skin faded away, revealing the fair facial features.

Wiping the moisture off her face, the man said gently, "Go ahead."

Hatsushimo returned the same way, his cool and refreshing fragrance still lingering on her nose, and the skin on the back of her neck was slightly hot.

When Sheng Ting came out, she had blow-dried her hair and was wearing a loose bathrobe.