Volume 1 Chapter 50 The sound of each other's heartbeats and breathing
Song Xi put on his black shirt and looked at himself in the mirror. The shirt completely covered his hips.
Looking down, there is a pair of slender legs with graceful and symmetrical lines, which are full of temptation.
She thought this was a little sexy, so she decided not to hang around in the living room.
However, just five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Si Xi, are you ready?"
Song Xi quickly responded, "Yes... I've changed it."
"It's still early, come out and watch some TV."
Song Xi glanced at his body, pulled his shirt down with both hands, and opened the door of the room only after he felt that there was no problem.
She raised her eyes and saw a man in luxurious black pajamas. It was obvious that he had just finished bathing.
Song Xi's breathing stagnated. She felt that Shang Fuyan was particularly attractive at this moment, and her heartbeat quickened involuntarily.
The man's gaze also fell on Song Xi, and he did not hide the surprise in his eyes.
He restrained his larynx and said, "The pajamas you sent me, are the fabric bad, or do you not like the style?"
After hearing this, Song Xi's face turned red.
She looked away and whispered, "Too revealing."
The man finally understood why she wanted to wear a shirt, and his calm face remained calm. "It's my fault for not explaining it clearly."
Then he took her hand and led her to the sofa in the living room.
The two of them sat side by side, and Shang Fuyan took a pillow and placed it naturally on her snow-white legs.
Thoughtful and attentive.
During the whole process, Song Xi didn't say a word, but his heart was surrounded by warmth.
He raised his hand to turn on the TV and handed the remote control to Song Xi, "You choose."
She took it, her mind working at high speed at the same time, she thought it was safer to watch anime. If the socially awkward situation like the last time in the cinema happened again, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
The man next to him remained calm and was making tea, as if he didn't care what show he was going to watch next.
Song Xi searched for a while and finally set his sights on a Chinese cartoon.
The character scenes and special effects are all well-made, and the key is that you can also learn history and culture from them.
The Hundred Schools of Thought and The Great Wall of China were Song Xi's favorites, and he admired the characters in them even more.
In fact, Shang Fuyan's voice, when it is gentle, is a bit like the Third Master's, and when it is domineering, it is a bit like the First Emperor in the anime.
Love the house and love the dog. Maybe this is why she admires Mr. Zhang San and the charming old ancestor the most.
Song Xi's attention was instantly drawn to the screen, and he watched with great interest.
Shang Fuyan glanced at it. He knew this anime, but after so many years, there were still only five episodes. He wondered if he could see the final ending in his lifetime.
When they see something interesting, they will discuss it.
Shang Fuyan is strong in this regard. After all, as an excellent archaeologist, being proficient in history is the most basic compulsory course.
Shang Fuyan even told Song Xi the unofficial history about Qin King Ying Zheng.
Song Xi became even more fascinated and watched four or five episodes in a row before stopping reluctantly.
She said "good night" to him and went back to her room to rest.
The night is quiet.
Shang Fuyan was not sleepy at all, and it might not just be because of the tea.
He knew that she was sleeping in the room next to his, very close to him, but he didn't know whether she was asleep or not.
Obviously, his worries were unnecessary.
In the master bedroom, Song Xi was lying on the big bed, sleeping soundly, without any elegance at all.
Midnight.
Song Xi woke up suddenly, feeling cramps in his lower abdomen that were extremely unbearable.
Her menstrual period has never been regular, so who knows when it will come.
Song Xi instinctively curled up her body, thinking that she could hold on. In fact, she overestimated her endurance.
Turning on the bedside lamp, Song Xi walked out of the room quietly and went to the sofa.
Just as I was about to bend down, the light in the living room suddenly came on.
Song Xi turned around and looked at the man who was walking over, and said apologetically, "Did I disturb you?"
The man did not answer this question, but stared at her abnormal face, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Xi nodded, "I'll come out to get something."
Seeing that he had no intention of avoiding the issue, Song Xi didn't care anymore and took out the hygiene products he had prepared in advance from his bag.
The man understood immediately after seeing it and turned to go to the kitchen.
After Song Xi came out of the bathroom, she went back to lie on the bed. At this moment, she didn't want to move at all.
He just closed his eyes, frowned, and looked very uncomfortable.
She wondered why her health was getting worse.
Obviously she exercises, spending five days a week doing Pilates or aerobics.
Is there really no effect at all?
Nearly ten minutes later.
Song Xi heard footsteps and she didn't know what Shang Fuyan was busy with.
The man knocked on the door, and when he heard a response, he pushed it open.
He walked closer with a bowl of steaming food in his hand, and Song Xi smelled the ginger soup that she hated the most.
At this time, she had already climbed out of bed and was sitting on the bed with disheveled hair.
Before she could say anything, the man said, "Drink it while it's hot."
Song Xi shook her head and met his eyes, "I... don't really want to drink."
"There's not much ginger in it. Just bear with it. It won't be so uncomfortable after you drink it."
The unusually gentle tone made Song Xi unwilling to refuse again.
She made up her mind and bravely stretched out her hand, "Give it to me."
He looked like a brave and fearless warrior rushing to the battlefield with a sense of righteousness.
Shang Fuyan handed over the ginger and brown sugar water. Song Xi took it with both hands, almost holding his breath, and drank a few sips.
My brows furrowed unconsciously, probably because of the taste of the ginger soup, which was really not very good.
"Be patient and drink some more." The man advised.
Song Xi seemed to be encouraged and raised his head to take a few more sips.
Shang Fuyan continued to cheer her up, "Finish drinking, and there will be a reward."
"What reward?"
"I'll tell you when you finish drinking."
Song Xi's curiosity was instantly aroused by him.
She picked up the cup and drank from it in big gulps. She could even hear the gulping sound of the liquid going down.
The man watched from the side, feeling both gratified and admiring.
She drank the brown sugar ginger soup in one breath, handed the cup over, frowned and shouted: "It's too spicy! I want water, water..."
The man took the cup with his left hand and placed it on the bedside table.
At the same time, his right hand fell on the back of her head, lifting it up while leaning over and kissing her lips.
Song Xi was surprised by this scene and felt that her brain could not think anymore. She only knew that the man kissed her actively.
His left hand was placed over her eyes, and his thin lips were pressed tightly against hers.
It was not until she opened her mouth slightly that the man became more unscrupulous.
At this moment, the two could clearly hear each other's heartbeat and breathing.
This unexpected kiss made her body gradually go limp.
He felt it, and put one hand around her slender waist and continued to rub her soft lips.
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