Zhou Yanjing's brows did not relax because of this, but became even more serious.
"If you don't take care, what if you get hurt again?" He whispered, his tone full of helplessness and heartache. He exerted a little force with his arms and half-supported and half-carried her to sit down on the sofa.
Shen Liwu sat down and looked up at him with a sly smile in his eyes.
"You're so nervous about me, but I'm not a porcelain doll." She reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes. "Besides, with you by my side, how can I not fall?"
Zhou Yanjing was choked by her words, his eyes softened, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a helpless smile. He squatted down, gently placed his palm on her ankle, and pressed his fingertips gently along the edge of the bandage, "Does it hurt?"
"A little bit, it doesn't matter." Shen Liwu looked down at his movements, a warm feeling rose in her heart, and her voice became gentle, "You came back late today, were you delayed again?"
Zhou Yanjing paused for a moment, his eyes flickered, then he lowered his head to adjust the bandages, his voice calm: "Well, there was some trouble in the team, I will be back after I deal with it."
"oh!"
Shen Liwu looked at the bag of peaches, which were large and red. "How do you know I like peaches?"
Zhou Yanjing raised his head, his eyes as gentle as water, "Every time you pass by a fruit stand, you always look at the peaches a few more times."
His voice was low and full of doting, "When Grandpa was alive, he said that when you were a child, there was a peach tree in the backyard of our house. Every summer, you loved to pick fresh peaches to eat."
Shen Liwu was slightly startled, a warm current surged in her heart, and her eyes became a little hot. She pursed her lips and said softly as if she was talking to herself: "Do you still remember..."
"As long as it's you who loves me, I'll remember it in my heart." But she never realized it.
Zhou Yanjing took two peaches into the kitchen, one for Xu Dong to eat, and washed and peeled the other.
After peeling the peach, he came out and handed it to Shen Liwu.
Shen Liwu leaned on the sofa, holding a freshly peeled peach in her hand, the bright red flesh exuding a sweet aroma. She took a bite, and the juice burst in her mouth, sweet but not greasy, with a bit of summer freshness.
"Is it delicious?" Zhou Yanjing sat beside her, his eyes fixed on her profile, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Yeah, it's very sweet." Shen Liwu turned her head and smiled at him, her eyes clear as water, "You try it too."
The corners of Zhou Yanjing's lips curled up slightly, and he reached out to gently wipe the remaining juice from the corners of her mouth. His fingertips stroked her skin, which was a little rough, but extremely gentle.
"good."
He leaned over and held Shen Liwu's mouth, took two deep puffs, and then left.
"Yeah, sweet."
Shen Liwu was stunned for a moment, her cheeks instantly flushed, and her eyes were a little flustered and shy.
She lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously stroking the surface of the peach, her voice as light as the wind, "Dongdong is still here."
Zhou Yanjing chuckled, his voice low and hoarse, with a hint of teasing, "He's not in the living room, what are you afraid of?"
After saying this, his gaze still lingered on her face, as if he couldn't see enough of her.
Shen Liwu pursed her lips, raised her eyes and glanced at him secretly, just in time to meet his deep gaze, and quickly looked away, pretending to concentrate on eating the peach in her hand.
However, the peach-like sweetness seemed to become dull at this moment, and her mind was completely disturbed by his kiss.
Zhou Yanjing looked at her like this, and the smile in his eyes deepened. He reached out and gently pinched her earlobe, his movements intimate and natural, "Peaches are not as sweet as you."
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