Han Li spent a long time in the bathroom. Zhou Zhichuan sat on the bedside sofa, reading a book, his eyes occasionally glancing at the bathroom door. It had been almost an hour. Did she take that long? Was there anything wrong?
Zhou Zhichuan couldn't sit still anymore, so he put down his book and knocked on the door.
"Han Li! Han Li!"
After taking a shower, Han Li applied the fragrant milk to her naked body, from her hair to her toes. She was so fragrant that she didn't believe she couldn't charm that cold-hearted man! She was startled by Zhou Zhichuan's anxious voice and her feet slipped.
"ah!"
"Han Li!"
Zhou Zhichuan pushed the door open with force. Han Li turned around with a look of panic in her eyes. She covered her chest tightly with both hands. There was a large bruise on her slender waist, and she gasped in pain.
Zhou Zhichuan stood there in a daze, his ears red as he raised his hand to pull off the white bath towel from the shelf to cover her, then squatted down and carried her out. Han Li was naked in his arms, her heart beating violently, her white jade-like arms tightly wrapped around his neck, a faint fragrance flowed into Zhou Zhichuan's nostrils, and his hands subconsciously hugged her tightly.
Zhou Zhichuan put her on the bed, twisting her gently with his fingers, savoring the soft and smooth touch just now. Han Li felt pain and fear, clutching the quilt tightly and shivering.
Zhou Zhichuan half-knelt beside the bed and lowered his head to look at her.
"You have a bruise on the back of your waist. Should I take you to the hospital?"
Han Li shook her head, "I'm not going!"
Seeing that her hair was still dripping wet, Zhou Zhichuan went back to the bathroom to get a clean bath towel. He sat on the edge of the bed, covered her head with the towel, and wiped it gently with his big hands. Han Li lay on the bed, feeling waves of pain in her waist, and her face was pale.
Zhou Zhichuan dried her hair, and put his big hands into her hair to comb it. Her hair was fragrant, black and smooth, making people love to hold it. Zhou Zhichuan stood up.
"Han Li, wait for me for a moment. I'll go get a towel and an ice pack to apply to the wound on your waist."
Han Li turned her head to look at him, and saw that he was busy for her. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She couldn't give up such a good man no matter what. Then she felt a pain in her waist again. Han Li gritted her teeth. She couldn't seduce him today. Her waist hurt too much. Even if she really seduced him, she wouldn't be able to eat him. She didn't want to go into battle with an injury for the first time.
It will take at least a month for her waist injury to heal completely, so she'd better stay here well for the next month.
Zhou Zhichuan went downstairs, took out an ice pack from the refrigerator, wrapped it in a towel, returned to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, holding the ice pack in one hand, hesitating whether to lift her quilt.
"Han Li, put the ice pack on your waist to relieve the pain."
Han Li lay on the pillow, looking back at him with pitiful eyes.
"Please let go. My waist hurts and I dare not move."
"Okay." Zhou Zhichuan took a deep breath, estimated the position of her waist, put the ice pack there, and quickly withdrew his hand. The cold touch made Han Li shiver all over.
"You put it in the wrong place. My pain is on the other side."
"Oh! Sorry, I'll play it again."
Zhou Zhichuan squatted down in panic, reached in again, picked up the ice pack, fumbled and put it on the other side of his waist. The quilt was alternately hot and cold, and he was sweating anxiously.
"Is this the place?"
Han Li put her hands under her face and looked at him with a hint of affection in her eyes, "A little lower."
"Okay." Zhou Zhichuan moved his hand down a little, and his fingers inevitably touched her smooth skin. A current passed through his fingertips, making his breathing a little rapid and his voice hoarse.
"Is this okay?"
Han Li nodded and turned to look at him.
"Zhou Zhichuan, please don't sleep too deeply at night. I need to go to the bathroom and drink water, and I need help. Please take care of me for the next two days."
"Okay." Zhou Zhichuan bent down and pulled the quilt up for her. "Even if you don't tell me, I will help you."
"Thank you." Han Li pursed her lips and smiled, "Zhichuan, you are so nice." So nice that she didn't want to let go.
Zhou Zhichuan felt a flush of heat on his face. He turned around, took out a quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the floor. He turned on the dim bedside lamp and turned off the bedroom light.
"Go to sleep!"
"I'm not sleepy."
Han Li couldn't sleep because of the pain, so Zhou Zhichuan sat on the bed and chatted with her.
"Han Li, was your injury and fall caused by my knocking on the door?"
"No!" Han Li leaned forward, her long hair sliding down her shoulders. "The shower gel I used was too slippery. It has nothing to do with you."
Zhou Zhichuan lifted her long hair with his big hand, his gentle eyes darkened a little, he leaned over and his nose was touching hers. Han Li pursed her lips, held her breath, half-closed her eyelids, and was nervously expecting. Seeing her obedient appearance of letting him pick her, Zhou Zhichuan's breathing became disordered, he withdrew with all his strength, and lay down with his back to her.
"I'm going to sleep first."
Han Li stared at his back with a lost look. He had almost kissed her just now, so why did he back off? Coward! He didn't even dare to kiss his own wife!
Zhou Zhichuan opened his eyes, his deep pupils tinged with lust. He had reacted just now. He really wanted to press Han Li under him and kiss her, fulfilling his responsibilities as a husband. Unfortunately, she had an injury on her waist, and more importantly, Han Li. He didn't know if she was willing. If he spoke at this time, would she feel that he was taking advantage of her? Forget it, wait until she was completely healed before talking.
In the middle of the night, Han Li's mouth was very dry, and she lay on the bed and called Zhou Zhichuan,
"Zhichuan, I want to drink some water."
Zhou Zhichuan opened his eyes instantly, sat up, picked up half a cup of cold water, poured hot water in it, and sat on the bed to feed her. After Han Li finished drinking the water, she wanted to go to the toilet again. Zhou Zhichuan helped her up. Han Li pointed to the red nightgown thrown at the end of the bed.
"Bring me that dress."
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