Chapter 897 Who Do You Like?
Zhou Suihuai hasn't figured it out yet.
The person hanging on the body has already stretched out his hand dishonestly.
She hooked his hand and brought it around her slender waist.
Zhou Suihuai's whole body was stiff, and his nostrils were filled with the faint scent of Bian Zhi's body.
"I want to be hugged."
When Zhou Suihuai opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.
"I'm holding you."
Bian Zhi's forehead rested against Zhou Suihuai's. Zhou Suihuai could feel the unusual warmth coming from her body and her hands constantly moving on his body.
Zhou Suihuai's mind was in a mess.
In a hurry, something suddenly came to my mind.
"Drink porridge!"
"right!"
"Drink porridge. It says on the internet that you should drink porridge when you have a cold. I'll go get it for you."
Zhou Suihuai wanted to get up in a hurry.
But someone grabbed him and before Zhou Suihuai could react.
Bian Zhi had already stood up, opened his legs, and sat on Zhou Suihuai.
In a sticky and passionate tone, he said to Zhou Suihuai, "I don't want to eat it."
There was a bit of childishness in her look when she was sick, which made Zhou Suihuai's heart move again.
Bian Zhi was very tired and held Zhou Suihuai's waist tightly, unwilling to let go.
She was not absolutely unconscious.
But she didn't want to wait any longer.
She couldn't wait, and couldn't stand him not being in her sight, talking about the past and the present all day long.
She doesn't care about any of this.
She only knew that the man in front of her was hers.
No matter whether she remembers the past or not, it must be hers.
His mind was lost, and with his originally scattered thoughts in a stalemate, Bian Zhi hooked her arms around Zhou Suihuai's neck.
Squinting his sleepy eyes, he asked, "Kissing, or having sex?"
Zhou Suihuai widened his eyes.
Bian Zhi asked again, "C or C?"
Zhou Suihuai: "..."
Bian Zhi: "Okay, go to C."
The words fell.
What followed was the hot lips, with a hint of dryness from a high fever. At that moment, Zhou Suihuai's mind went blank.
When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously pushed the person on him.
No force was used.
The person on him was pushed away by him.
He swore he didn't use any force at all.
This can basically be called a fake move.
He saw the red corners of Bian Zhi's eyes slowly drooping, and his cold face was filled with grievance and sadness.
Zhou Suihuai said to himself in his heart.
Don't be fooled.
He was very familiar with this expression.
Every time Zhou Enyou asked for a toy and it was not satisfied, or when he hit someone and was complained about at home, he would turn his eyes away and look extremely pitiful.
When things go well, those beautiful big eyes will instantly lift up, revealing a cunning fox-like smile.
This is definitely a trap!
He promises!
Zhou Suihuai tried to harden his heart.
But the words haven't come out yet, and my mouth hasn't opened yet.
The person with a palm-sized face blinked his eyes, and tears as big as beans rolled down. Zhou Suihuai raised his hand to catch them in a panic.
The hot tears fell into his palms and into his heart.
Zhou Suihuai was stunned and stumbled, not knowing how to comfort the child.
But he didn't wait for her to speak.
She sat up again with tears in her eyes, knelt in front of him, and unbuttoned her shirt one by one with red eyes.
Zhou Suihuai's head was buzzing and he couldn't hear anything.
He only knew that the person in front of him was a man-eating monster, but his whole body was numb and he was unable to resist.
"I want to go to C, but I don't want the baby." Bian Zhi's eyes were red, and the sadness in them was deep in his bones. "I want you, Zhou Suihuai."
I can't tell the difference because of this tear.
Or because of these heartbreaking words.
Or is it because――
In short, Zhou Suihuai no longer resisted. He accepted everything either passively or actively.
Between joy.
Zhou Suihuai and Bian Zhi held hands tightly, and the room was filled with panting.
Zhou Suihuai looked at the red corners of Bian Zhi's eyes, his heart moved again and again. He bit her earlobe and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"
Bian Zhi suppressed her sobs and said, "Hmm..."
One day, he kept asking, "Who do you like?"
Bian Zhi gasped, tears falling on the snow-white bed, "You."
Someone exerted great force and asked again, "Who am I?"
Bian Zhi seemed to have died over there. After a long time, under the questioning of someone who was pressing his nose against his, he said incoherently, "Zhou... Sui Huai."
Someone, "Do you love me?"
"like."
Someone is enjoying this, "Who do you love?"
"Zhou Sui Huai."
Someone asked, "How long will you love Zhou Suihuai?"
Bian Zhi opened her big eyes that were filled with tears and said, "I don't know, I love you as long as I'm alive."
"You won't love me anymore if I die?"
"?"
"Is it impossible to love after death?"
Bian Zhi raised his head uncomfortably. It was so mean of someone to not give it to him, but to ask questions at this time.
Bian Zhi pouted and looked so pitiful.
"Dead, still in love."
As he answered, a passionate kiss followed.
While gasping for breath, Zhou Suihuai felt that he must be going crazy.
Otherwise, why would he do such a thing at this moment when the girl is sick?
Or maybe—
…
When things are in a mess and you clearly can't figure it out, you do these inappropriate things.
Zhou Suihuai's rationality at this moment was shattered by extreme joy.
He once again threw himself into the crazy enthusiasm.
…
When Bian Zhi woke up, he felt like he had been crushed.
She leaned on her hands and looked around the room.
There was no one around, and no one in the room.
She looked clean and refreshed, as if she had been carefully cared for, and her fever had subsided.
Bian Zhi got up, went downstairs, and looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Zhou Suihuai.
Bian Zhi had a feeling that she might have scared Zhou Suihuai.
I called Li Kun.
Li Kun said on the phone: "Yes, the young master is here. Yes, the young mistress and the young master asked me to tell you that the matter of the medicinal materials has been handled. Those people will deliver the medicinal materials to the Chinese medicine hospital tomorrow."
Bian Zhi: “Oh.”
"What else did he say?"
Li Kun: "Ah, no more."
Bian Zhi was silent for a moment, "Then ask him if he has anything to tell me."
Li Kun on the other end of the phone felt strange.
What does this mean?
If you have something to say, why don't you two just call each other?
Did you have a fight?
Li Kun turned his head and looked at Tieguo's handsome face, which was dark as if he had not slept all night, sitting on a chair beside him. "Master, the young mistress asked if you have anything else to say to her."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Suihuai raised his mournful head.
"Click!" He hung up the phone.
"Are you mentally retarded?"
Innocent Li Kun: “?”
"What I want you to tell her is that it's not convenient for me to talk to her right now. Do you understand?"
Li Kun blinked his eyes, "Why?"
This question of why suddenly brought all the yellow waste from last night to my mind.
Why!
Why!
It's because—
"Don't ask me anymore. I'm going to rehearse with the director." He walked halfway and then turned back. "You pay attention to what's going on with the medicinal herbs. If it really doesn't work out, go back. You and I used to run these medicinal herb dealers together, and they know you."
Li Kun felt puzzled. Didn’t they say everything was settled? Why was he so worried?
But still answered, "Okay."
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