Chapter 717 I'll Clean You

Qiao Xi's brain hadn't yet figured out what a compromise was.

Then Huo Xingzhou got up and went into the private bathroom, and soon the sound of water was heard from inside.

After a while, he came out with a steaming towel.

"I'll clean you up."

He said this seriously, without any trace of joking on his face.

Qiao Xi tightened her grip on the sheets, and a scalding heat rose from her back.

She was still a little uncomfortable with such intimacy, and scrubbing meant that he, while being extremely sober, used his fingers and towel to stroke every inch of her body bit by bit.

This never happened even in bed.

During battles, she was always too shy to ask him to turn off the lights, or to reach out and cover his eyes. She couldn't face those eyes that stared at her and conquered her.

I always feel a lot of shame in my heart, ashamed to be seen by others in my indulgence.

Even if that person is Huo Xingzhou.

The two of them were churning in the sea of ​​love, influenced by hormones, and those touches were somewhat impulsive.

But it's too quiet now.

His eyes were also deep and dark, just looking at her like that.

Even said.

"Qiao Xi, take off your clothes first. I've turned up the heat in the room so you won't freeze. It's a good time to change your clothes and put on hospital gown." His voice was gentle and coaxing.

His skin was very lightly flushed and there was a hint of sweat on his forehead.

It was indeed warm in the room.

"If you don't take it off, I'll come and help you." He touched the hot towel in his hand and said, "The towel is getting cold."

"I'll... do it myself."

Qiao Xi slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

She placed her fingers on the edge of her clothes, turned her back under his scorching gaze, and took off the sweater she was wearing underneath.

She pursed her lips tightly and put her hands behind her back on the buttons of her bra.

My face was hot and it felt like I had a fever.

She dilly-dallyed.

A warm hand grasped her wrist, and she felt her upper body relax instantly.

The bra is half-fallen off.

Qiao Xi opened her mouth and her head seemed to be smoking.

"Take off all your clothes. I'm going to wrap the towel."

Huo Xingzhou stood up and squeezed the towel again with slightly hot water as if nothing had happened.

Qiao Xi quickly took off all her clothes.

The whole person curled up in the quilt.

When Huo Xingzhou came out, he found that she had wrapped herself tightly, leaving no gaps. Only her hairy head was exposed, and her face was a little pale from illness.

Huo Xingzhou raised the corner of his mouth, walked to her side and said, "Don't hold it in."

Qiao Xi covered her ears and stabbed the bell: "I was afraid that someone would come in and see such a scene, which would be bad."

"No one came in. I asked Lao Chen to watch over it. No one can come in, so don't worry."

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and looked at him several times with her tired eyes: "Have you been planning this for a long time?"

"Not really. I always thought that you, who love cleanliness so much, would not be able to stand the appearance of being covered in sweat." Huo Xingzhou gently wiped her cheek with a towel and said softly, "Close your eyes."

Qiao Xi closed her eyes obediently.

She could feel Huo Xingzhou's towel gently wiping her forehead, eyes, and nose, leaving no place untouched.

So meticulous and thoughtful.

Even the earlobes were wiped.

Then he went to the bathroom again, washed the towel and pulled her quilt.

Qiao Xi is a bit like fish on a chopping board.

The warm towel, with the touch of his fingertips, touched the sensitive part of her neck.

Qiao Xi couldn't help but make a sound.

Huo Xingzhou paused for a moment and consoled her: "Relax a little, don't be too nervous. We are husband and wife, we have done everything before. I have even washed you before..."

"Stop talking."

Qiao Xi stopped him in time. She reached out and grabbed his towel and said, "Let me do it myself. I can do it."

Her hands were not injured.

Huo Xingzhou did not make things difficult for her and handed her the towel.

"If you need to clean it, tell me."

"Um."

Qiao Xi's voice was a little nasal. She took the towel, turned her back and started to wash.

While wiping, I could hear the sound of dishes and chopsticks.

After she wiped it briefly, she put the towel aside with a red face. Turning around, she saw Huo Xingzhou opening the thermos.

The heat is rising.

A fresh fragrance soon spread in the air.

Qiao Xi's stomach growled.

Huo Xingzhou turned his head, glanced at her and said, "Why don't you put on your clothes? Are you waiting for me to put them on for you?"

"oh."

Qiao Xi took the hospital gown and put it on hurriedly.

The heating makes me sleepy.

She gently reminded: "Xingzhou, the heating temperature is too high. I think..."

"good."

Before she could finish, Huo Xingzhou turned down the temperature of the heater.

"Century egg and lean meat porridge. Xiaoyuan deliberately put fewer century eggs. It doesn't have any fishy smell. You can eat a little to fill your stomach first." Huo Xingzhou served her a small half bowl and handed it to her.

The scene of Zhong Yi drinking chicken soup unconsciously emerged in Qiao Xi's mind.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but she said softly, "Can you feed me?"

Her almond-shaped eyes flickered and her ears felt a little hot.

Huo Xingzhou was a little surprised.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's an honor."

Qiao Xi has always been very independent and she rarely makes such requests.

Huo Xingzhou held the bowl, took a small spoon, scooped a spoonful gently and blew on it.

Then he passed it to her lips.

Qiao Xi took a sip, and the porridge at home was so stewed that rice crystals came out.

The lean meat has no fishy smell at all, and the ginger slices inside have been picked out, so the ginger flavor is not too strong.

There are also shredded green vegetables and less preserved eggs.

“It tastes good.”

The most important thing is that there are fewer preserved eggs.

Qiao Xi noticed this change.

It is true that you should eat less preserved eggs during pregnancy, but the taste does not change at all.

"Did you tell Madoka that I was pregnant?"

"No, I just mentioned it. I will pay attention to your diet in the future." Huo Xingzhou put the spoon to her lips again, "I hope that the pregnancy can be kept secret for three months, and I don't even tell Jiaojiao and my family."

Qiao Xi nodded, feeling much more at ease.

She was afraid that by the time she fell asleep, Huo Xingzhou would have already told his family the good news.

Fortunately not.

He knows his limits.

Qiao Xi looked at him, and a smile appeared on her pale face: "Thank you, Xingzhou."

Huo Xingzhou took out a box of beef hot pot stickers from the thermos, which were low in oil and salt.

He picked it up, and Qiao Xi leaned over and took a bite.

The rich aroma filled her nose and she ate with great satisfaction.

But Huo Xingzhou said, "I told someone about your pregnancy without your permission."

"who?"

Her cheeks were puffed up as she chewed.

"I like it."