Help!My goddess is sick

In fact, I didn't sleep for a long time this time. Although the matter was resolved, I would still worry about it for a while, and it was not so easy to adjust, so Xie Cijiu slept for a while and had several bizarre dreams.

In the end, she woke up directly in a dream, her body trembled slightly, she moved a bit, trying to touch her forehead, but found that she couldn't lift her hands up, and her legs were still a little heavy.

"woke up?"

Yan Zhihui's deep and hoarse voice came from beside his ear, Xie Cijiu nodded: "En."

She patted Yan Zhi's arm wrapped around her waist, and said in a low voice, "Shen, take your hands and legs away."

Yan Zhihui chuckled, not only didn't let go, but also arched forward again, sticking the thank you wine tightly, squeezing the person between the wall and himself affectionately.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

She felt that she was like the sandwich in a snack, unable to advance or retreat.

Yan Zhi returned with great strength, as if she wanted to embed herself into his bones.

Xie Cijiu exhaled, "I'll give you a hug, relax a bit."

Yan Zhihui rubbed his chin against Xie Cijiu's ear, then touched it with his lips, "Well, then bribe me, and I'll let go."

Xie Cijiu: "...how to bribe?"

Yan Zhihui's chest was tightly pressed against her back, and when he smiled, her back trembled slightly, causing her hands and feet to go numb.

She just realized that her back is so sensitive, a simple touch makes her blush and her heart beat.

"What do you think?" Yan Zhihui noticed her stiffness, propped himself up a little bit, held down the Xie Ci wine, and looked at her with deep eyes and concentration.

As if disgusted with his insignificant hint, Yan Zhi curled his thin lips slightly, slowly stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked his own lips.

Thank you wine: "!"

Born with a very aggressive appearance, making these actions not only does not make people feel uncomfortable, but also has a wild look.

Xie Cijiu couldn't take his eyes away after just one glance, and felt that his mind was drawn to his eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Xie Cijiu couldn't help but move his legs, and then froze suddenly.

Why is this touch so skin-friendly?

Her eyes widened slightly, she hastily broke free from Yan Zhihui's hand, and grabbed a corner of the quilt to take a look.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

After a moment of stagnation, her face changed extremely quickly.

Yan Zhihui responded lightly: "Ah...you fell asleep in the bathtub, I carried you out, and then forgot to dress you."

Xie Cijiu: "..."

So she was naked and hugged by Yan Zhihui and slept for a long time?

She felt steam rising from her head.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to push Yan Zhihui away first, or wrap up the quilt first.

The charming atmosphere was gone, Yan Zhihui lay on her body, her face buried in the quilt and her smiling shoulders trembled.

Xie Cijiu became furious, reached out and patted his back heavily: "Get up, I want to get dressed."

Yan Zhi leaned over and rubbed her face like a fool, "Lie down for a while, it's not so cold anyway, it doesn't matter if you don't wear it."

"Why are you like a dog?" Xie Cijiu wanted to ask this question for a long time, but today he finally couldn't hold it back.

Holding Yan Zhihui's head, she used some strength to pull him out of her neck.

Yan Zhi had enough of laughing back, straightened up, put his hands on Xie Cijiu's ears, looked down at her blushing face and bright eyes, felt that she was so lively and cute, couldn't help but tempted to suck her lips .

Xie Cijiu was taken aback for a moment, Yan Zhihui had already sat up, his long legs were hanging by the bed, lazily stepping on the footstool, with a gesture of his hand, the clothes Xie Cijiu had prepared flew over, and he handed them to Xie Cijiu, "Get dressed, I'll get you ginger soup."

Xie Cijiu gave his clothes a hand: "When is the ginger soup?"

"When I came." Yan Zhihui opened the bed curtain and went out. Xie Cijiu looked at his hazy back, and saw that he had walked a few steps, and the loose underwear that was draped over his body slipped off, revealing most of it Smooth and firm back.

Yan Zhi turned his head to look sideways, grabbed a handful, and pulled up the skirt.

His shoulder blades tightened and loosened with the movements, highlighting the beautiful bones and faintly revealing a unique sense of strength.

How can this person be so good-looking?
Xie Cijiu thought in a daze.

She touched her earlobe uncomfortably, picked up her clothes and quickly put them on.

"It's getting dark, the ginger soup should be completely cold, why don't you drink it?"

Say goodbye to the wine while tying it.

Yan Zhi put the back of his hand on the edge of the bowl and tried it, "Well, it's cold."

Xie Cijiu smiled: "Then..."

"You still have to drink it in the rain. Although it's cold, the medicinal power is still there. Let's make do with it."

There seemed to be a slight smile in Yan Zhihui's tone.

Xie Cijiu immediately lost face.

"No, I'm fine."

Xie Cijiu lifted the bed curtain and came out.

Yan Zhihui was already standing beside the bed with ginger soup in his hand, stretched out his hand and pushed gently, Xie Cijiu fell back and sat down again.

She frowned and looked at the bowl in his hand.

"Hey, drink it."

Yan Zhihui sent the bowl forward.

Xie Cijiu backed away, turned his face away: "It's cool."

Yan Zhi glanced back at the soup in the bowl, and thought: "I have an idea, do you want to try it?"

"Huh?" Xie Cijiu turned his face and looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

Yan Zhihui picked up the bowl and took a big sip, then put it down, pinched Xie Cijiu's chin with the other hand, turned his face slightly and kissed it.

The lips were pressed together, and the cool ginger soup slowly entered Xie Cijiu's mouth along the lips and teeth.

Xie Cijiu swallowed subconsciously, but Yan Zhihui stopped him, and the two just started fighting.

By the time Xie Cijiu swallowed the ginger soup, it was indeed not cold anymore.

Yan Zhi leaned back against her forehead, twitched her thumb lightly at the corner of her lips, and laughed hoarsely and seductively: "How is it, is it hot?"

"Hot?" The word rolled from the tip of his tongue twice before spit out, ambiguous and lingering.

The Xie Ci wine swallowed again uncontrollably.

She fixedly looked at Yan Zhihui for a moment, then suddenly smiled, put one arm around Yan Zhihui's neck, took a mouthful of ginger soup with the other hand, and said vaguely: "Is it hot or not, can you try it yourself?" Do you know?"

Yan Zhi looked back and the light suddenly sank.

I don't know who's breath was disturbed first, and the rush and low breath were mixed together, and the restless person's ears couldn't hear other sounds.

The heart was beating rapidly, and finally they reached a strange agreement.

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup for almost half an hour, Yan Zhihui was still a little bit unsatisfied in the end. He glanced at the empty bowl and asked sincerely: "I don't think one bowl is enough, why don't you ask them to bring another bowl?"

Xie Cijiu's eyes were slightly red, and when he heard this, he slapped him on the shoulder, "Keep an inch."

Yan Zhi smiled back, held her hand and hugged her tightly.