Zhou Yanjing couldn't help laughing when he saw her angry look, and reached out to ruffle her hair.
"I'll pay attention next time."
"Will there be a next time?" Shen Liwu glanced at him, with a hint of reproach in the corner of his eyes.
"Of course." Zhou Yanjing smiled mischievously, with a sly glint in his eyes.
"But I promise I won't let you catch a cold again."
Shen Liwu snorted, not wanting to pay attention to him, and lowered his head to continue drinking ginger soup. The hot steam from the ginger soup made her cheeks slightly red, and the coldness in her body was also dispelled a lot. After she took the last sip, she looked up and found that Zhou Yanjing was staring at her intently, with a look of concentration and tenderness in it.
"What are you looking at?" she asked uncomfortably.
"Look at you." Zhou Yanjing said in a low voice with a hint of smile. "My wife is so pretty."
Shen Liwu's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly turned her head away, pretending to tidy up the quilt.
"Stop talking nonsense. I have a cold. How can I look good?"
"In my eyes, you look good no matter what." Zhou Yanjing said in a serious tone, without any joking in his eyes.
Shen Liwu felt warm in her heart, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, but she forced it down again, pretending to be indifferent and said: “
"Don't give me that. Do you think I won't be angry if you say something nice to me?" Shen Liwu glanced at him sideways. Although his tone was not firm, he couldn't hide the smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Zhou Yanjing chuckled and stretched out his finger to gently scratch the tip of her nose.
"You're so pretty, but you'll become ugly if you get angry."
Shen Liwu slapped his hand away and grumbled in mock dissatisfaction: "I'm ugly, I'm ugly, don't bother me!"
Zhou Yanjing raised his eyebrows, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, "Who was it that kept pestering me at noon? Didn't you want to leave? You didn't even leave to go back to your room. I had to carry you in."
Shen Liwu's face flushed red instantly, and the tips of his ears almost smoked.
"Stop talking nonsense!" She suddenly grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. Her movements were a little hasty and filled with a bit of anger and shame.
Zhou Yanjing took the pillow easily, and the smile on his face deepened a little.
"Well, it was my fault. I was the one who kept pestering you."
He liked the tough-mouthed but soft-hearted Chen Liwu, who was easily shy but unsatisfied. Every moan she made was filled with satisfaction. She could tolerate everything he wanted and her requests again and again.
Shen Liwu snorted, turned his head away, and ignored him. But the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and her heart felt as sweet as if it were soaked in honey.
Seeing her like this, Zhou Yanjing felt so touched that he reached out and rubbed her hair, his movements so gentle as if he was treating a treasure.
"I just went to see the chief."
"What do you want to see the chief for?" Shen Liwu turned her head and her eyes fell on Zhou Yanjing's face, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Zhou Yanjing smiled as he carefully considered his words: "Because Shen Jiajia and I have wronged us, I applied for leave from the chief. I have a week off. The corn in my hometown can be harvested. I will take you to experience the beauty of nature. Do you want to go?"
Today was the day of Shen Jiajia's burial, and she actually knew it.
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