Chapter 174 Are your fingers sore?
Han Xi lowered his eyebrows, his face still showing lust that had not completely subsided. His slender fingers carefully helped her clean her white and tender fingers.
The slightly cool water temperature gradually brought Fang Li's heated and confused mind back to normal.
Realizing what had just happened, her fair cheeks flushed instantly, and her pearly teeth bit her red lips lightly, "Sorry, I, I didn't know that today..."
The sound of flowing water suddenly stopped.
The man wiped her wet hands dry with a soft towel, one finger at a time. He put the towel aside, then leaned on the sink with both hands and looked at her. Fang Li's hands, clasped on her abdomen, trembled slightly, and the burning sensation still lingered in her palms.
She slowly turned her stiff eyes to look at the man in front of her, her watery and red eyes swaying gently, with uneasiness, apology, shyness, and a hint of relief hidden deep inside that was not easily noticed.
Fortunately?
Han Xi narrowed his black eyes, his hard throat rolled slightly, and the next moment he couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
"Are you sure you didn't mean it?" He looked at Fang Li with deep eyes, a meaningful glint in his eyes. "So you're actually looking forward to this as well?"
Fang Li's hands on her legs trembled uncontrollably, and her red lips twitched stiffly, "No, no..."
"No?"
Han Xi's eyes were fixed on her, but his big hands on both sides moved silently and gently held her small hands that seemed to have no bones.
Fang Li's fingers couldn't help but tremble.
The next moment, the man grasped her left hand tightly, then slowly lifted it up and placed it on his lips to kiss it.
Han Xi's lips were still hot.
Fang Li's fingers seemed to be burned, trembled and then froze.
"Are your fingers sore?"
Fang Li: “.......” Is this a ruthless and vicious statement?
Can she choose to close her ears automatically!
Sour or not?
It’s been so long, don’t you think it’s annoying?
But how should she answer such a question!
Fang Li bit her lip and said nothing.
Han Xi saw the embarrassment in her eyes, pinched her fingers with his big hands, kneaded them gently, and looked at her with eyes so gentle that it seemed as if water could drip out.
"Is it uncomfortable there?"
"Ah?" Fang Li raised her eyes in surprise.
The blush on her face faded, and gradually a paleness could be seen on her cheeks.
Fang Li's long eyelashes flickered slightly, and she opened her lips: "A little."
Han Xi frowned slightly. "I asked Aunt Rong to prepare some daily necessities in advance. They are all in the locker next to the bathroom. Please clean them up first. I'll make you some ginger and jujube tea."
"It's okay, I..."
Before Fang Li could finish her words, her body suddenly hung in the air.
The next moment she felt it, she was already being held by the man's waist like a child and moved to the toilet in the bathroom.
"I'll be up real quick, clean up, and then back to bed, okay?"
The man was more gentle than ever before.
Fang Li was a little uncomfortable and nodded stupidly, "Oh, okay."
Han Xi curled his lips slightly, raised his hand and rubbed her messy hair, turned around, pulled his bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.
After a few seconds, the sound of a door closing was heard outside.
The room returned to silence, and Fang Li sat on the toilet, staring blankly at her hands on her knees.
As soon as I see those slender white fingers, my memory will instantly drift away, flying back to the bumpy and turbulent moments of the past few minutes.
She suddenly put her hands behind her back and clenched them tightly.
He raised his head and took a long breath, then lowered his head again and the heat on his cheeks barely subsided a little.
downstairs.
Ever since Han Xi went upstairs drunkenly carrying Fang Li and remained silent, Aunt Rong felt a little moved and immediately guessed what had happened upstairs.
She sent all the servants back to the dormitory to rest. She was left alone to pack up her things downstairs and go back to her room to rest.
Just at this moment, the sound of doors opening and closing came from upstairs.
Not long ago, the gentleman who had been walking unsteadily appeared at the stairs wearing only a nightgown and with a rosy face.
"Are you still asleep?" Han Xi asked.
Aunt Rong was stunned and stood there, forgetting to answer.
To be honest, this kind of greeting was obvious to her, but her husband had never said it to her in all these years.
It wasn't until Han Xi came downstairs and headed towards the kitchen that Aunt Rong suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly followed him, saying, "I was just about to go back to my room. Sir, are you hungry when you come downstairs?"
Han Xi walked straight to the refrigerator, opened it, and took out ginger, red dates, and brown sugar one by one. Without even turning his head, he said, "A-Li has a stomachache. I'll make her some tea."
"Ah, Madam, are you having your period?" Aunt Rong quickly opened a locker, took out a jar and said, "Ginger and jujube tea isn't very effective. I prepared some motherwort. It will be better if you add some of this to it."
"Yeah?"
Han Xi took it with a doubt, looked at it, and took out his mobile phone to check it. Then he felt relieved, "Okay, I'm here, you go and rest first."
"Are you sure you can do this?" Aunt Rong was a little worried. "How about I do it? Didn't you say your wife isn't feeling well? Go up and keep her company. I'll cook it and bring it up to you."
"It's okay. I want to cook it for her myself."
Han Xi's movements seemed quite skillful, adding water, cutting ginger, each step seemed to be in order. Aunt Rong stood aside for a long time without being able to help, and then she went back to her room, looking back every few steps.
It was more than ten minutes later when Fang Li simply washed and packed up and returned to the room.
The lights in the room have been turned on.
Standing by the bed, looking at the clothes scattered all over the floor, her cheeks couldn't help but feel hot again.
He raised his hands to cover his cheeks and stood there stupidly for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth involuntarily rising and falling, then rising and falling again.
Feeling a little silly, he let go of his hands, picked up the scattered clothes on the ground one by one, and put them on the sofa next to the bed.
After packing her clothes, she thought of something else.
When I lifted the soft quilt, I saw a few spots of scarlet in the middle of the white bedding.
While Han Xi was still here, she quickly found a new set of bedding to change into, and then simply washed the soiled sheets in the bathroom before returning to the room.
When she lay back on the bed, she felt some soreness in her lower back and an intermittent feeling of heaviness and distension in her lower abdomen.
It was at this time that Han Xi entered the room.
When he came in, he was holding a small tray in his hand. Seeing Fang Li's pale face half leaning against the head of the bed, he walked over and put the tray on the bedside table, picked up the bowl and leaned over to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Ginger, jujube and brown sugar tea with some motherwort added. You should feel better after drinking it."
"Jiang..." Fang Li frowned slightly.
Han Xi realized it later and frowned slightly: "I know you don't like ginger, but ginger is indispensable for this tea."
Fang Li pursed her lips, but there was still rejection in her eyes.
Han Xi held the bowl, gently scooped a spoonful and put it to her lips, and said patiently: "Don't worry, I put a lot of brown sugar, it tastes very good, try it first?"
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