Rose Manor

Chapter 88 I'll Sleep With You
Shen Jianian's side face was pressed against the man's broad and solid chest. He only wore a black shirt. It was not a thick fabric, which allowed her to truly feel his body temperature, and the sound of his steady and powerful heartbeat could be heard in her ears.

He was infused with the aroma of tea, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco, which made her feel at ease.

"Why don't you speak?"

Feeling her quiet obedience, Fu Jichen put his big palm on the back of her head, took off his watch, and there was no hard metal barrier. The skin on the inside of his wrist was soft against her neck.

Shen Jia Nian closed his eyes slightly, and opened and closed his lips to bring out warm breath, which sprayed on his chest through the cloth: "Didn't you say you wanted to talk for a while?"

She didn't know what to say to him.

"You don't have anything to say to me?" Fu Jichen's magnetic voice was wrapped in a smile, his chest vibrated slightly, and the tight muscles under the fabric were clearly palpable.

"Ah."

Fu Jichen held her shoulders and moved away a little, pinching her cheeks with two fingers. She was already thin, but after a trip to the hospital, she could hardly pinch out the flesh: "Does your neck still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt much anymore." Shen Jianian said, "It's just that the bruises are a bit scary."

"Can I take a look?"

From her accident until now, Fu Jichen had only heard Qu Mo describe her injuries, but had never seen them with his own eyes.

Shen Jia Nian fluttered her eyelashes and looked at him with some surprise. What's so good about the wound: "Now?"

"Don't show it?" Fu Jichen's eyes were so deep that they seemed to frame a pool.

"No."

Shen Jianian raised his hand and groped for the knotted gauze on her neck. Before she could find it, Fu Jichen leaned over and wrapped his arms around her, taking over her hands.

He breathed softly and untied the slip knot very carefully. Even so, his fingertips inevitably touched the skin of her neck.

It was a little itchy, and Shen Jia Nian shrank his neck to avoid it.

"Don't move, don't rely on me if you get hurt." Fu Jichen's low voice brushed against her ears.

Shen Jia Nian sat still, his fingers gripping the quilt tightly.

Fu Jichen slowly removed the white gauze that had been wrapped twice, revealing the wound on her neck. There was an obvious circle of bruises, green and black, and many small wounds that had scabbed over.

Those small wounds were scratched by the burrs on the thick hemp rope. Her skin was tender and white, and she looked particularly serious.

"Isn't it scary?" Shen Jianian couldn't help but touch it.

When she applied medicine in front of the mirror, she would be frightened, just like a hanging female ghost.This is why she insists on wrapping it with gauze.

Originally, the doctor said that there was no need to bandage, and that she would just apply medicine once in the morning and evening every day. She didn't want to see other people looking at her strangely, so she might as well hide it.

"It's very scary." Fu Jichen looked at her scarred neck, his eyes turned cold, not to her, but to the person who hurt her.

Shen Jianian was about to tie the gauze back, but Fu Jichen raised his hand to stop him. He said, "Let the wound breathe, it will heal faster."

"Didn't you say it was scary?"

Fu Jichen didn't respond. He held the back of her neck with his hand and moved it toward her arms. He tilted his head slightly and placed his lips on her neck.

Shen Jia Nian breathed heavily, and the skin on the side of his neck felt wet and hot. It was painful and itchy, as if there were countless ants gnawing at him. It was not pleasant.

Fu Jichen's lips slowly moved up, pressed against the corners of her lips, and then held her lips in his mouth, kissing her with infinite tenderness and tenderness, which had a magical effect of soothing people's hearts.

Her turbulent heart slowly calmed down in this kiss, as if her body was being held up by a soft cloud, and she was unconsciously trapped in it.

The two bodies were touching each other, without any gap.

Shen Jianian felt the tension and stiffness of his body in confusion, and was a little at a loss. He stepped away first, stood up from the bed, and took a deep breath.

He didn't dare to look at her, and even deliberately avoided her sight and went to the bathroom.

Shen Jianian leaned on the bedside and could hear his own heartbeat, thump thump, thump thump, faster and faster, and his cheeks were as hot as if they were being roasted on a fire.

She leaned forward and fell down, half of her face hidden in the quilt.The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Fu Jichen came out with a white bath towel around his waist.

Shen Jianian was lying on his side on the bed, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the man's thin waist and abdomen. The clear-cut texture seemed to be outlined with fine brushwork, sexy and powerful, but not stretched.

Fu Jichen didn't notice her gaze and went straight to the bedroom next door. Not long after, he came over wearing a black housecoat.

He knelt on one knee beside the bed, pulled the crumpled quilt flat, lay down in it, and hugged her full in his arms: "You're tired from catching the plane. Take a nap, I'll stay with you."

Shen Jia Nian smelled the fresh and clean scent of his body after bathing, and was a little dazed. It turned out that he didn't follow her body's desires just now because he was taking her body into consideration.

A strange feeling flashed through her heart, so she buried her head and closed her eyes to sleep.

In a strange environment, because there was a familiar person by her side, wrapping her up, all her previous random thoughts disappeared, and falling asleep became less difficult.

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Shen Jia Nian was awakened by a buzzing and vibrating sound. Before he opened his eyes, he heard the low voice of the man next to him, slightly hoarse: "What's the matter?"

There was a man on the other side of the phone. Compared to Fu Jichen's deep voice, the man's tone was brisk: "I haven't seen you at home since I took a nap. Where have you been?"

"Say something."

"It's nothing important." The person on the phone chuckled, "Let's go out to eat tonight. Brother Jinghui just called me and asked about you. He said that we haven't been together for a long time."

The person in his arms was still asleep, and Fu Jichen didn't want to say more: "Let's talk about it later."

"Hey, hey, please give me the right words so I can reply to Brother Jinghui..."

Before Fu Feibai finished speaking, Fu Jichen cut off the call, threw down the phone and looked at Shen Jia Nian, who was sleeping in his arms. She had opened her eyes and looked a little confused.

"Did I disturb you?" Fu Jichen stretched out his hand and rubbed her chin with his fingertips, making an intimate gesture.

"No..." Shen Jianian opened his mouth and found that his voice was a little hoarse. He cleared his throat and saw that the light in the room was dim and asked him, "What time is it now?"

Fu Jichen picked up the phone from the pillow and turned on the screen. He squinted and said, "It's almost dinner time. Are you hungry?"

Shen Jianian shook his head and took out a hand from the quilt to cover his eyelids. He was sleeping so deeply that his head was a little dizzy.

She vaguely heard some of the content of Fu Jichen's phone call just now. He seemed to have a dinner party in the evening. She took off the hand that was pressing on her eyelids, looked at his deep eyes under his thick eyelashes, and said, "If you need anything, just call me." Go deal with it and don’t worry about me. I’ll tell Auntie when I’m hungry.”

She is so old that she cannot take care of herself.

"There is nothing to deal with." Fu Jichen played with her hair spread out on the pillow with his fingers, and said with a low smile, "A few friends have made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening. Since you have nothing to do, why not go and have something to eat as a favor? ?”

Since it was Chen Jinghui's group's dinner party, of course he wasn't the only one there, there was probably Ye Shu, Zhou Zhizhen and the others, a group of buddies who had been playing together since childhood.

Shen Jia Nian didn't say anything for a long time, thinking he was joking.

"Have you brought any clothes? If not, it's still too late for us to go out and buy some."

Fu Jichen inserted his slender fingers into her hair, and the warmth of his fingertips traveled across her scalp, causing it to feel numb and itchy.

Shen Jia Nian narrowed his eyes, feeling so comfortable that he almost fell asleep again.

Before leaving Yicheng for the airport, Fu Jichen called her and told her not to bring anything with her, but to travel light and buy it after she came to Beicheng.If you have some clothes that you really can’t part with, you can send them by mail.

Shen Jianian asked uncertainly: "Are you serious?" He wants to take her to meet his friends?
"Like I'm joking with you?"

Fu Jichen curled his lips and smiled, turned over and sat up, and pressed the light switch.

The crystal lamp cast a bright light, filling the room.

Fu Jichen's dark eyes stared at Shen Jia Nian, who was still lying on the quilt. Her face was as white as porcelain, reflected in the lamp, and her pink lips were as pink as cherry blossoms. She had a pure and childish beauty just after she woke up.

"Start now or later?"

When he asked this, it meant that he had already made a decision in his heart. Regardless of whether she agreed or not, he would take her with him.

If nothing else, at least I can relax by going out.

(End of this chapter)