Chapter 19: Raw Mulberries Cause Dry Mouth
Sang Fu wanted to explain, but ended up making things worse.
She wanted to slow down, but the sound of him moaning non-stop and the feeling of ants crawling all over her body were unbearable. She took a deep breath and said to Zhuang Mowen, "Wait a moment."
Then he ran back and turned off his phone.
She then returned to the door. Without any distractions, she finally regained some logic. Sang Fu opened the browser backend to show him.
"You misunderstood. I accidentally visited a bad website."
It was indeed a bad website with many strange icons. Zhuang Mowen took a look and then looked away. He said, "Sorry."
"It's okay, you're right, this is normal." Sang Fu looked at her phone, then at Zhuang Mowen, and suddenly a strange curiosity popped up in her mind. "So you watch it too?"
Sanfu asked the question fluently and naturally, just like the "sex life" and "sexual ability" they had discussed in the past, and the "Can I touch it" question a while ago.
Zhuang Mowen was silent for a moment: "...No."
Sanfu: "Oh."
After getting the answer, she shut up and was about to close the door silently, but she didn't expect Zhuang Mowen to continue, "I don't like watching it. It's boring."
Sang Fu: "Then you..."
"Men usually have regular periods." Zhuang Mowen paused, "For the sake of health."
Sanfu: “…I see.”
In fact, she didn't intend to ask this. She just didn't expect Zhuang Mowen to continue to reply. She didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she hesitated and threw out two words.
Zhuang Mowen hummed, and when he answered the question, there was no trace of joking or frivolity in his expression. Seeing her silence, he spoke softly:
"Anything else you want to ask?"
It seems like he has said everything he knows.
Sangfu waved her hand and said, "No more, thank you."
After Zhuang Mowen left, Sang Fu closed the door. She picked up her phone again, quickly shut down her browser, and then earnestly asked for help in the Weibo comments section: [Why didn't I find this book and accidentally visited a bad website? /Shameful/]
After half a minute, someone replied: [Because this is a hentai story, ma’am, haha ...
Sang Fu remained calm and read the line of words back and forth three times.
After a while, she slowly squatted down next to the door and buried her face in her knees.
Well, she wanted to calm down.
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The next day, Jin Qiong and Sang Cheng returned from their business trip. Not knowing how long they could stay in Lincheng this time, they called Sang Fu and Zhuang Mowen back home for a meal.
Fearing that the same phenomenon as last time would occur again, Sangfu paid special attention to the weather forecast for several days. The forecasts were all cloudy and accurate, so she chose to go home on the recent weekend.
They had to go back to the company for a meeting in the afternoon, so she and Zhuang Mowen chose to go there at noon and come back in the afternoon.
Jin Qiong's attitude was a little softer than before she went on the business trip. There were some snacks on the table in the living room. Sang Fu was the only one in the family who would occasionally eat snacks.
After all, Zhuang Mowen was there, so the meal went quite harmoniously. After dinner, Sang Fu had a few books at home that she hadn't finished reading yet. She wanted to take this opportunity to sort them out and bring them back to Jinyuan to read, so she went upstairs first.
As a result, several books were confiscated. There was a knock on the door. She turned around and saw Zhuang Mowen standing at the empty doorway. "Can you come in?"
"Can."
"Auntie asked me to come up and help you clean up."
When they are in private, they still call each other's parents by their original names.
It was just a few books, so Sang Fu didn't think it was necessary. But then she thought, if Jin Qiong asked him to come up, and she asked Zhuang Mo to go down and smell it, it would be awkward for him to be caught in the middle, so she agreed: "Please sit down for a while, I'll be done soon."
There was a single sofa in the bedroom. She pointed there and indicated that he could sit down, but Zhuang Mowen didn't sit down. He walked over and glanced at the books she had in the bag. There were five or six of them.
"Anything else you want to bring?"
Sang Fu thought for a moment and said, "There's an ornament on the bedside table. My good friend and I made it in high school. Can you help me get it?"
Zhuang Mowen turned and went to the bedside table.
I don’t know if she had cleaned it up once or if there were just very few things there to begin with, but the ornament on her bedside table was very eye-catching.
They were two rather untidy little bears, brown in color, not sculpted very delicately. You could barely tell they were hugging each other, and one of them was smiling shyly.
But after Zhuang Mowen picked it up, his attention was attracted by the photo frame next to it.
It was a family photo of three people. A young girl stood in the middle. She was in elementary school age. She had the ponytail that was unique to her school days and a gold medal hanging around her neck.
Unlike the little bear, she leaned in her parents' arms and laughed with all her might, her beautiful eyes narrowed into curved lines.
Sang Fu also remembered something, and she turned back: "Please put the photo frame in the drawer. My parents often go out, and I'm not at home. My aunt is on vacation and doesn't clean often, so things in the house may be covered with dust." Zhuang Mowen did as he was told, placed the photo frame flat in the first drawer, then walked over and put the teddy bear ornament into her bag.
"Okay." Sanfu put it away, "Let's go."
After returning to Jinyuan, Zhuang Mowen had a group meeting in the afternoon, so he sent her home and then turned around to Jiada.
Sang Fu played with Chuyi in the yard for a while before returning to the bedroom. She felt a little tired from the recent high-intensity writing, so she changed her clothes and went to sleep next to the bed. When she woke up, it was almost dinner time.
Rong Qingqiu kept his word and sent over a second batch of Chinese medicine. Aunt Zhao cooked it tonight, which was the first meal of this period.
In the past, after Aunt Zhao prepared the medicine, she would call her and ask her to go downstairs to drink it. Today, Aunt Zhao's little grandson was in the hospital, and she was anxious to take care of him in the evening. Zhuang Mowen asked her to go back after making dinner.
Aunt Zhao boiled the medicine before she left. It has an intelligent timer, so it will keep warm when it is ready. Sangfu can drink it after dinner according to the time.
It is usually best to drink it half an hour after a meal, but this time there was no one supervising her, so Sangfu let herself dawdle for a while, pretending to be unaware and ignoring the electronic clock on the table again and again. It was not until forty minutes later that she got up and went downstairs.
When I entered the kitchen, the first thing that caught my eye was not the medicine pot, but Zhuang Mowen's back.
Hearing the sound of light footsteps, he turned around, and Sang Fu could see clearly that the man was holding the steaming brown Chinese medicine in his hand.
He seemed to know the purpose of her appearance here. Without saying anything, Zhuang Mowen reached out and handed her the poured medicine.
"It's not hot anymore."
"Thank you, I can do it myself." Sangfu took it, and the ceramic transferred the heat to her skin. As he said, the temperature of the medicine was just right.
Zhuang Mowen replied, "I just happened to see it. It was just a passing thought."
After drinking it for so many days, Sang Fu was still afraid of the bitterness, but her acting skills had become more and more perfect. She stared at the bowl of medicine for two seconds, and was about to drink it in one go when she heard Zhuang Mowen standing in front of her say again: "I added two pieces of rock sugar, it should be better."
She was stunned for a moment, then held the bowl, raised her head, and drank it silently.
In fact, it is mostly bitter, with just a hint of sweetness.
But Sangfu inexplicably felt that it was not as hard to drink as before.
Zhuang Mowen said, "From now on, ask Aunt Zhao to add some sugar."
Sang Fu said "hmm", Zhuang Mowen didn't say anything. She didn't ask Zhuang Mowen why he suddenly did this, but she could vaguely guess that it must have been revealed by Rong Qingqiu.
Zhuang Mowen stayed in the kitchen to wash the dishes and bowls used by Chuyi. She wanted to help but couldn't. Instead, the one in her hand was taken away by him.
Sang Fu retreated and was about to go upstairs, but Chuyi came running from a distance with a toy in his mouth and stopped precisely in front of Sang Fu, looking like he wanted her to play with him.
Ever since Sangfu accepted Chuyi, Chuyi can finally run rampant in this house and go wherever he wants without restraint.
It was probably because Sangfu had secretly opened a can of food for it before, so it especially loved to follow Sangfu. As long as Sangfu didn't go back to the bedroom, Chuyi would basically stay next to her enthusiastically.
"Chuyi, do you want me to play with you?" Sang Fu's voice was very soft.
She squatted down, pinched the other end of the toy, and played tug-of-war with it.
After playing two rounds, Sangfu's legs felt a little sore, so she simply stood up and threw the toy out. Chuyi excitedly ran away to pick it up.
The kitchen fell silent unconsciously. Zhuang Mowen came over. His footsteps were always light and steady. Chuyi was making noise again. Sang Fu didn't notice it for a while. It was not until Chuyi ran back and wagged his tail at Zhuang Mowen that Sang Fu noticed him.
Zhuang Mowen bent down, took the toy from its mouth, and then threw it farther away.
Sang Fu turned her head again and watched Chuyi's nimble figure walking away. The farther he got, the more he looked like a white fluffy ball.
"Although it's fat, it runs pretty fast."
"I used to be out of breath after running just two steps, but now I'm used to it."
Sangfu smiled and said, "Yeah, I can see that."
In just the two months since she moved here, she has visibly lost weight.
After a few words, Chuyi came back like a flash. He probably felt that Zhuang Mowen was too tired after throwing it too far, so he went to Sangfu to throw it again.
The toy flew into the air, forming a perfect parabola, and took the happy Chuyi away.
Sangfu's eyes curved slightly and she smiled softly.
This time she accidentally dropped it into a corner. Chuyi was too big to squeeze in, so it was very difficult for her to hold it in her mouth. Sang Fu was thinking about whether she should go over to help. Suddenly, Zhuang Mowen's voice rang in her ears: "Sang Fu."
"Hmm?" She responded before turning back.
He didn't know where his gaze had been before, but when she turned her head, he raised his eyelashes and met her eyes.
The next second, Zhuang Mowen looked away and said in a deep voice, "...Nothing."
But she usually wears her hair down. When the weather gets cold, she will occasionally wear a thin scarf when going out, and her neck is always covered tightly.
Only today when she went downstairs, she tied her hair into an exquisite side braid and wore comfortable home clothes, exposing the side of her neck.
It was also today that Zhuang Mowen suddenly noticed at some point that there was a sesame-sized red mole on the right side of her neck near her earlobe.
Like a drop of solidified blood falling in the snow.
Zhuang Mowen looked out the window. The scenery outside was nice, but he didn't see anything.
I felt a sudden dryness in my mouth.
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The author has something to say: For a person like Professor Zhuang who is pure in heart and desires nothing, the emergence of desire symbolizes the beginning of love. [Patting the head] is just the beginning.
I have finally finished writing today's article. If nothing unexpected happens, I will update it in the early morning.
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