Arriving in Qiantang, Shen Shuyi and Song Tingshen put down their luggage at Yingli Hotel and rested for two hours, then made an appointment with the herbal medicine merchant to check the quality of the herbs. The journey was relatively smooth.
The roads in the countryside are difficult to travel on, and even the lightest wheelchair will be shaken violently.
Shen Shuyi felt pain in his buttocks when he sat down, but fortunately, everything was settled.
Song Tingshen looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky and frowned slightly, "Miss, let's go back to the hotel now, it's going to rain."
Originally, Shen Shuyi planned to have a meal with his partners at the Grand Hotel before leaving Qiantang, “Push me back.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew up and heavy rain poured down.
Now that they were near the medicinal field, Shen Shuyi added, “Let’s find a place to avoid the rain first.”
“Ah!” Pushing too fast, the wheelchair hit a large rock, and Shen Shuyi screamed when it tilted.
Before she could sit down, she was hugged into a hot embrace.
Even when he hugged her, he bumped into the man's strong chest muscles.
Song Tingshen turned around, put his hands through her knees and carried Shen Shuyi steadily on his back.
"The rain is too heavy. I'll carry Miss to the wooden shed in front to take shelter."
They were here to relax by looking at the herbs near the medicinal field, and they didn't let anyone else follow them. There was a wooden shed in front for the workers who planted herbs to rest. Shen Shuyi quickly hugged Song Tingshen's neck, "Be careful, I'm afraid of falling."
"You won't fall." Song Tingshen's voice was magnetic. He carried her on his back and walked steadily across the muddy ground that was about to be flooded.
Chen Shuyi lay in the rain, leaning on his back. His back was broad, but the bones were too hard and felt a little uncomfortable.
"We'll be there soon." Song Tingshen's mellow voice mixed with the sound of rain came.
Shen Shuyi's heart was in turmoil. The hand holding his neck tightened slightly, and he buried his head in his shoulder again, "Just don't fall down, I can't get up..."
Song Tingshen said nothing, but his heart softened inexplicably.
The rain was getting heavier and the wind was blowing hard. Shen Shuyi lowered his head and didn't get his face scratched, but he felt his hair was messed up. He must be in a mess...
Song Tingshen ran very fast and steadily, and in less than five minutes he brought the person to the wooden shed that was sheltered from the wind and rain.
"Miss, please sit down. There is firewood here. I will light a fire to warm your clothes."
Shen Shuyi was held in his arms and sat on a small wooden bench where the workers rested. She looked up and saw Song Tingshen was drenched by the rain, his clothes clinging to his body.
His muscles were bulging and his shirt was sticking to him, making him look wild and powerful.
Song Tingshen was making a fire, and the firelight reflected his dark eyes.
Even though it was just a quick glance, the cheongsam soaked by the rain, clinging to Miss Shuyi's body, and her graceful figure were still deeply imprinted in his mind.
Song Tingshen added firewood to the fire and felt his throat dry.
"Okay, you can let your hair down and dry it."
Shen Shuyi bumped into the man's hastily moving gaze. His gaze was like a beast lurking in the dark night, as if ready to attack at any time...
"A-choo~"
Shen Shuyi sneezed suddenly, then rubbed his arms with his hands a few times, "It's so cold."
Song Tingshen unbuttoned his shirt and looked at her fair face. "If you don't mind, I'll dry the shirt first so you can put it on."
"I'm going to catch a cold while you're drying my clothes." Shen Shuyi's fair fingers groped for the buttons of her cheongsam, "Close the wooden door. I want to take off my cheongsam and dry it."
Song Tingshen's whole body stiffened, his lips moved but in the end he said nothing. He just lowered his head and reached back to take the cheongsam that he had changed.
He hung his cheongsam on a wooden stick, and then hung his shirt on it to warm themselves by the fire.
The place became mysteriously quiet, with only a faint fragrance in the air, perhaps from the cheongsam...
Shen Shuyi stared at him with clear eyes, "Song Tingshen, you have a lot of scars on your back. Can't you remember what you did before?"
When Song Tingshen heard this, some fragments flashed through his mind, including the scene of him shooting at targets with a gun, and... he seemed to have several brothers and sisters... he couldn't remember anything else.
“I don’t know.”
Song Tingshen saw a pile of sweet potatoes in the wooden shed. He took out some money from his pocket and put it down, then took a few sweet potatoes and buried them in the charcoal to roast.
Although he didn't look back, he could still sense that the lady's gaze was always on his back.
"Miss, what are you looking at me for?"
There was a bit of innate laziness in his tone, and it was a little hoarse at this moment.
Shen Shuyi deliberately teased, "Because I want to kiss you, is that okay?"
Song Tingshen poked the fire with a wooden stick, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "The eldest lady is making trouble again."
“Then will you take the bait?” Shen Shuyi just asked.
Song Tingshen didn't look back, "I said last time that if you go too far, you have to take responsibility."
He allowed Shen Shuyi to tease him without moving a muscle, but when he spoke, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were full of hidden emotions.
When Shen Shuyi heard the system's announcement, his favorability value increased again, becoming 54%!
The atmosphere was tense and no one spoke until the clothes were dried.
Song Tingshen took off the cheongsam and handed it to Shen Shuyi, "Wear it. When the rain stops, I'll take you back to take a hot bath and drink a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold."
"Oh." Shen Shuyi looked at his bony hands. She didn't take the cheongsam, but instead grabbed Song Tingshen's wrist and pulled him over.
Song Tingshen almost fell down. When he turned around, he suddenly fell on the young lady, supporting himself on the bench with his hands and looking into her eyes.
Shen Shuyi rubbed her face against his arm, and said in a coquettish tone, “A Shen said last time that he was not interested in women, I want to try it, if I stick to you like this...will you feel anything?”
Song Tingshen felt a little itchy in his heart even though Shen Shuyi's face was pressed against his arm.
The lady is too tempting...
He forced himself to calm down, "Miss, I am just your bodyguard, you don't have to test me like this."
"I am more convinced that the young lady is not the kind of girl who is superficial and playful."
Shen Shuyi was silent for a moment, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm just a superficial person, I just like strong and powerful men like Ah Shen."
She squinted her eyes and smiled.
"Miss, you saved my life. I will never forget it. I dare not treat you lightly."
Chen Shuyi raised her head, her face no longer pressed against his arm, "Okay, I don't need you to forget me forever, at most I can pledge my love to you."
"The young lady deserves a better man." Song Tingshen turned his back. He was telling the truth. He had lost his memory and forgot his origins and why he was seriously injured. He was afraid that he would bring trouble to the young lady in the future.
Shen Shuyi looked at the man's decisive turn, she puffed her cheeks and hugged the man's waist with both hands, coaxing him, "No one is better than you."
Her breath brushed across Song Tingshen's cheek, as if whispering in his ear.
Song Tingshen felt that every part of his body was restless and his heart was itching, especially when he felt the softness on his back.
And then I thought that she hadn't put on the cheongsam yet...
Just now, I caught off guard at that glance, that white...
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