Chapter 87 Jiang Nuanzhu: "Then kiss me."
Jiang Nuanzhu looked at Xu Heyi with a dazed expression.
It took him a while to react, and he murmured, "Then kiss me."
They are husband and wife, do they have to report a kiss?
The shadow above his head fell, and Xu Heyi's aggressive breath invaded, and there was a soft and hot feeling on his lips.
Jiang Nuanzhu raised her hand and hooked it around Mr. Xu's neck, her fingertips sliding across his neck, causing a shudder.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door downstairs.
They both woke up at the same time.
Xu Heyi's thick brows were slightly frowned.
Jiang Nuanzhu was now fully awake and asked in surprise, "Who's knocking on the door so late?"
Just as he finished speaking, he heard the knock on the door again, accompanied by Xu Hezhi's angry shout.
"Xu Heyi, open the door! I know you are in there, come out!"
Xu Heyi's gentle aura suddenly disappeared, and there was a hint of coldness in his calm eyes.
He placed a gentle kiss between Jiang Nuanzhu's eyebrows and said softly, "I'll go downstairs first and be back soon."
Xu Heyi stood up to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Nuanzhu.
He thought Jiang Nuanzhu didn't want him to go down, and was about to explain when he heard Jiang Nuanzhu's soft voice.
"It's still raining, put on a coat and go out."
"Yeah." Xu Heyi's eyes warmed slightly, and he said lightly: "Don't get out of bed, it's easy to catch a cold. I'll be back soon."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Jiang Nuanzhu leaned against the head of the bed, and the warm yellow light cast a gentle glow on her profile.
Not long after Xu Heyi went downstairs, the knocking on the door stopped.
Jiang Nuanzhu was worried, so she quietly put on a woolen shawl and got out of bed.
She couldn't hear the sound clearly on the second floor, so she walked towards the stairwell.
As soon as I reached the junction of the first and second floors, I heard Xu Hezhi's questioning voice: "Did you do this on purpose?!"
Intentionally? What intentionally?
Jiang Nuanzhu was wondering when she heard Xu Hezhi say bitterly, "My mom and brother are in trouble, and you got a portion of Dad's shares for free."
"Can you swear that this has nothing to do with you?!"
Facing Xu Hezhi's questioning, Xu Heyi only uttered two words in a calm voice: "Go back."
Xu Hezhi was drenched by the rain and looked quite embarrassed.
Her question seemed a little ridiculous when Xu Heyi responded calmly.
These two simple words left Xu Hezhi bewildered and at a loss. She could only ask, "How could you be so mean?"
"My mother has never hurt you, and my brother treats you like a real brother. Why do you treat them like this?"
"Do you know how poor Xi County is? My brother has never suffered hardship since he was a child. He would die if he went to a place like that!"
Xu Hezhi asked while crying.
What he was greeted with was only Xu Heyi's indifferent gaze.
All her little thoughts seemed to be exposed in front of Xu Heyi.
"Are you done?" Xu Heyi spoke in a gentle and steady manner.
Xu Hezhi was even more confused.
How come he wasn't even angry when she scolded him like that?
Xu Heyi glanced at Xu Hezhi, who was soaked to the skin. "Someone from the old house is here to pick you up."
After saying this, Xu Heyi closed the door.
Jiang Nuanzhu quietly moved back to the bedroom, subconsciously tightened her shawl, and suddenly felt a pang of heartache for Xu Heyi.
Tonight, she suddenly realized.
Xu Heyi, like her, is also a homeless person.
Although Xu Heyi has two families, his parents have already established their own families and have children.
No matter which family he was in, Xu Heyi was out of place.
This heartache is like fine and dense needles, quietly filling my entire heart.
Jiang Nuanzhu thought about the discussion about the villa decoration and said that the villa felt like home.
What did Xu Heyi reply?
'Mrs. Xu, this is our home.'
Jiang Nuanzhu's eyes suddenly felt a little sore.
At first, she thought that this was just Xu Heyi's way of coaxing her, but now that she thinks about it, it's also just his way of coaxing himself, right?
Jiang Nuanzhu suddenly wanted to take good care of her Mr. Xu.
She quietly returned to the bedroom.
As soon as he covered himself with the quilt, Xu Heyi pushed open the door.
Xu Heyi glanced at the woolen shawl on the chair, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared.
He walked over to Jiang Nuanzhu, who was pretending to be asleep, tucked the quilt in, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you asleep?"
Jiang Nuanzhu slowly opened her eyes, and her quiet eyes revealed a bit of obedience after being caught.
"No……"
Xu Heyi's voice deepened slightly, "Get up and drink this."
Jiang Nuanzhu took a look and found that Xu Heyi was holding a cup in his hand.
She stood up, took the cup and asked, "What is this?"
"Cold medicine."
Jiang Nuanzhu was silent for a few seconds, then asked guiltily, "You know?"
Xu Heyi didn't expose her. "It's cold at night. Take some cold medicine as a precaution, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable tomorrow."
Jiang Nuanzhu let the cat out of the bag, "I saw you come up after a while after closing the door. It turns out you went to make some medicine."
She took the medicine and took a sip. It tasted sweet, a bit like sugar water.
"Have you drunk?"
When going downstairs, Jiang Nuanzhu discovered that it was very humid outside, and there was still a damp and cold breath lingering around Xu Heyi.
"I don't need it."
As soon as Xu Heyi finished speaking, Jiang Nuanzhu brought the half-empty cup to his mouth.
Xu Heyi: "I..."
He had just said one word when Jiang Nuanzhu had already fed the cup to Xu Heyi's mouth.
Her black and white eyes looked at him quietly, with a bit of stubbornness and transparent tenderness.
Xu Heyi couldn't refuse, so he had to indulge Jiang Nuanzhu.
He drank the remaining half cup of cold medicine.
Seeing the empty cup, Jiang Nuanzhu suddenly laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
"It just feels like we're a little silly."
Xu Heyi raised his eyebrows slightly: "?"
"It's not like we don't have cold medicine at home. Sharing a cup of cold medicine between two people...isn't this a bit silly?"
Jiang Nuanzhu didn't say the last half sentence.
It seems like the kind of silly thing young people would do when they're in love.
Xu Heyi: "I'm not stupid, you're just worried about me."
Jiang Nuanzhu looked at his handsome face with clear outlines and smiled foolishly, "Xu Heyi, you are really good at sweet talk."
"I can't help it. Mrs. Xu likes to hear it."
Jiang Nuanzhu glanced at him, covered herself with the quilt and pretended to go to sleep.
After turning off the lights and going to bed, Jiang Nuanzhu suddenly took the initiative to hug Xu Heyi's arm.
In the darkness of the night, a man's low, magnetic voice rang out: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Nuanzhu leaned her head on Xu Heyi's shoulder and whispered softly, "I just want to hold you while sleeping. It seems to make me feel more at ease."
Xu Heyi was silent for a moment, and his breathing seemed to become heavier.
Jiang Nuanzhu asked quietly again: "Is it not possible?"
Xu Heyi spoke calmly.
"I'm a little flattered."
Jiang Nuanzhu's heart skipped a beat, and Xu Heyi had already adjusted his posture and hugged Jiang Nuanzhu in his arms.
Smelling the calm and mellow scent that belonged only to Xu Heyi, Jiang Nuanzhu's mood gradually calmed down. She leaned on his chest and slowly fell asleep.
Early in the morning, Xu Heyi opened his eyes and saw Jiang Nuanzhu's peaceful sleeping face.
He couldn't help but kissed Jiang Nuanzhu gently.
After getting up and washing up, I saw that after a night of rain, the roses in the small garden were blooming brightly, with clear drops of water still remaining on the petals.
Xu Heyi cut a few branches, removed the thorns, and inserted them at the head of Jiang Nuanzhu's bed.
The light yellow and pink roses are placed in a milky white porcelain vase, with warm and bright tones, lighting up the entire bedroom.
Just like...his Mrs. Xu.
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