Zhou Cheng rushed back overnight without sleeping, arriving home at eight in the morning.
He looked very tired, and the weariness between his brows was impossible to hide.
Liu Xu went over and brought his suitcase in, turning back to call out to Qiao Nansheng, who was lying on the sofa watching TV, "Madam, Brother Cheng is back!!"
Qiao Nansheng ate her fried dumplings without turning her head: "Oh, so you're back."
As they spoke, the man had already walked up to her.
With her view blocked, Qiao Nansheng was somewhat annoyed. She looked up and met the man's bloodshot eyes.
The dark circles under his eyes were very heavy, and his face was full of fatigue, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights. He looked travel-worn, and Qiao Nansheng wondered if it was just her imagination, but she thought she could smell a faint scent of blood on him.
Qiao Nansheng was startled, as it was the first time she had seen him like this. She quickly swallowed the dumpling in her mouth and stood up, asking, "What happened to you? Why do you look so haggard?"
It wasn't like this when I left last week.
Zhou Cheng didn't say anything, he just stared at her.
Qiao Nansheng felt uneasy under his gaze. She coughed lightly and was about to speak when Zhou Cheng suddenly swayed and fell directly towards her.
The man's tall body covered her, and Qiao Nansheng couldn't bear the weight, so he pressed her down onto the sofa.
"Zhou Cheng?" she called out, reaching out to push him, but she couldn't push him away. Qiao Nansheng didn't know if he was dizzy or too tired to stand. She turned her head but couldn't see his face, so she could only call Liu Xu over.
Upon hearing this, Liu Xu rushed over and saw Zhou Cheng on top of her. She blushed with embarrassment and turned away with a cry of "Oh dear, you're so naughty! Even when Brother Cheng kisses you, you have to call me over."
Qiao Nansheng: "..."
Her face darkened: "Shut up, sister! Come here and pull your brother up from his body, he's so heavy!"
She had just finished eating, and his pressure made her feel like she was going to throw up.
The man's shallow breaths whispered in her ear, making Qiao Nansheng feel her ears burning.
"No need," he suddenly said, his voice a little hoarse.
Zhou Cheng closed his eyes, hugged Qiao Nansheng, and rubbed against her: "Go do your thing." He said this to Liu Xu.
Liu Xu blinked, looked at Qiao Nansheng, then at Zhou Cheng who was on top of her, said "Oh," and turned to go about her own business.
Qiao Nansheng said helplessly, "Since you're not dizzy, get up quickly. Don't you have any idea how heavy you are?"
The man didn't respond, but instead braced his hands on either side of her body, trying not to put all his weight on her.
Smelling the faint milky scent emanating from her, Zhou Cheng's mood suddenly improved.
After a long while, Zhou Cheng finally got up from her and sat down next to Qiao Nansheng. He relaxed on the sofa, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her: "Is there any breakfast left? Get me a serving."
Qiao Nansheng opened her mouth to call Liu Xu, but when she saw him rubbing his stomach, she guessed that he probably hadn't eaten for a long time and his stomach was a little uncomfortable. So she didn't call Liu Xu and got up to go to the kitchen to get him some food.
When Zhou Cheng returned, he sent a message to Liu Xu, saying that he had made an extra portion of breakfast. However, it had been too long and had gotten a little cold. Qiao Nansheng put the fried dumplings into a plate, put them in the microwave to heat them up, and then quickly brought them out.
"Would you like some dipping sauce?" she asked.
Zhou Cheng glanced at the portion she was eating: "You have some, no need to bother."
He took the chopsticks from her hand, sat up, and began to eat.
He was probably starving, because he devoured the fifteen fried dumplings in just five minutes.
"Pour me a glass of water," he said again, in a commanding tone.
Qiao Nansheng took a breath, thinking that he looked haggard now, but it wouldn't hurt to be ordered around for a while, so she got up to pour him some water.
After Zhou Cheng finished eating and drinking, he stood up, grabbed Qiao Nansheng who was about to clear the dishes and go to the kitchen, and turned to walk upstairs.
"What are you doing?" she asked, puzzled, as he pulled her up a few steps.
"Go to sleep." Zhou Cheng uttered two words indifferently, pulled her to the bedroom, kicked the door shut, locked it, and then led her to the bedside. He immediately started taking off his coat, and then his sweater.
Qiao Nansheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly covered her eyes, her ears turning red, and said, "Can't you go to the bathroom to take it off? I'm still a virgin!"
"Heh." Zhou Cheng chuckled, tossing the clothes on the bedside table. Seeing her still covering her eyes with a shy expression, he inexplicably felt like teasing her: "A virgin is now on someone else's household registration?"
"..." Qiao Nansheng puffed out her cheeks and remained silent.
She secretly parted her fingers a little and saw Zhou Cheng, who wasn't wearing any clothes. That waist, those abs...tsk tsk, I really want to reach out and touch them, they must feel amazing.
As Qiao Nansheng thought to herself, she widened the gap between her fingers a little more.
Zhou Cheng slightly raised his eyes and saw the eyes hidden behind her knuckle duster. He smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth: "Is it pretty?"
"It's beautiful." Qiao Nansheng nodded in admiration. It would be even better if she could touch it.
As if hearing her thoughts, Zhou Cheng said, "Would you like to touch it?"
"Um..." Qiao Nansheng blinked: "Is it okay?"
Zhou Cheng nodded, and she slowly walked over, covering her eyes with one hand and reaching out to touch his waist with the other.
His abs look very defined and feel even better to the touch; his skin is also good, very smooth.
Qiao Nansheng couldn't help but sigh softly, "What a great waist."
Zhou Cheng laughed again: "Not only is my back healthy, but everything else is too."
He paused for a moment, then asked, "Want to give it a try?"
"..." His words made Qiao Nansheng suddenly realize the current state of the two of them.
Looking at the man's lean upper body and seeing that her hand was still on his abs, Qiao Nansheng quickly withdrew her hand, coughed lightly and said, "Oh dear, I'm getting old and my hearing isn't good. What did you just say? Ah, you want to take a shower? Go ahead, I won't bother you."
She turned to leave, answering her own question, when a hand reached out and grabbed her.
"Wait a minute."
"What are you doing?" Qiao Nansheng turned around, glanced at him again, then looked away, only to look back a few seconds later, repeating this process over and over.
Zhou Cheng smiled helplessly and said, "Help me apply this medicine."
Hearing this, Qiao Nansheng was stunned. The jumbled, romantic images in her mind vanished, and she turned to look at his naked body: "Are you injured?"
"Hmm." Zhou Cheng responded faintly, turning his back to her.
There were large scars on it. The wounds from when Grandpa Zhou hit me with a stick last time hadn't healed yet, and there were new wounds, so bad that the skin was broken.
The wound has now torn open, and blood is slowly seeping out.
Qiao Nansheng's heart clenched at the sight: "How...how did you get into this state?"
As she asked, she pulled the man to sit on the sofa, then got up to rummage through the cabinet for ointment, remembering that she had left one tube in the master bedroom after applying the ointment to him last time.
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