Falling tonight

Chapter 91 Zhao Fangyi’s visit

Well, since you can't escape, let's pretend to be dead.

Zhao Rou closed her eyes directly. Once her eyes were closed, her senses became more sensitive.

Muzhou held a warm and moist cotton handkerchief in his hand and wiped her lightly pink upper body skillfully, slowly, gently and patiently.

After the past few days, he carried Zhao Rou to the bathroom to wash herself off, and she was already able to do this with ease.

Zhao Rou was different. Although she had been taken care of and bathed by him before, she was so tired that she was groggy most of the time and didn't feel anything else. She was not as clear-headed as she is now.

The cold and powerful man's breath enveloped the surroundings, mixed with the faint smell of cedar, and it smelled as familiar and pleasant as ever.

The hot breath sprayed by the man brushed over her skin, like a wisp of wildfire, with patches of scorching heat, and goosebumps oozed out wherever it touched the skin.

She could even imagine him wearing a black shirt, sitting upright next to her, facing her body, his face cold and handsome, ascetic and noble.Hands with clear bones slowly moved around and wiped her naked body, like fingertips jumping lightly while playing the piano, filling the room with lively scenes.

Hot and exciting.

My body was getting hotter and hotter, as if he was teasing me with foreplay every night, making me want to desire something and get something.

No, it's more heart-wrenching than that feeling of longing.

Realizing the longing in her heart, Zhao Rou couldn't help but cursed herself for being so lustful.

Isn't it enough to be tortured by him on the bed these days? Why can't I help myself when he touches her?

"Ah."

The man didn't know when he leaned down, his lips pressed against the tip of her red ear, his voice was hoarse and low, and the breath around her became stronger.

"You are always so sensitive, do you want it?"

The murmur of a whisper is seductive.

Zhao Rou's body trembled slightly, she opened her eyes and looked for his sight.

The mist in her eyes was full of charm, and her charm was revealed.

Mu Zhou stared at her closely, his breathing stagnant, and the movements of his hands stopped.

He knew her body too well, and she was already moved by it.

And he himself was no better.

Zhao Rou turned her head, and their lips were only a few millimeters apart.

She glanced into his eyes.The desire in his eyes was burning like a wild beast that wanted to devour people late at night, hiding huge explosive power.

Different from the turbulent waves in his eyes, his face was calm and calm, his splayed brows appeared calm and composed, and the corners of his mouth raised a teasing arc.

Zhao Rou's heart beat rapidly, looking at the enlarged handsome face in front of her, her mind was in confusion.

Sometimes she had to admit that she could easily be seduced by his excellent skin.

Just like now, with him so close to her and being teased by him, her first thought in a daze was to kiss him.

She did exactly what she wanted.

Zhao Rou moved forward a little and pressed her lips against the man's slightly short stubbled chin. It was wild and sexy. When she kissed, it was like being pierced by sharp thorns on her lips. It was a little painful and a little stimulating. .

She heard the man take a deep breath.

Zhao Rou was already lost. She moved up a little and her lips touched his. Suddenly, she poked out the tip of her small, red and soft tongue and licked it unconsciously.

Her movements are pure and natural, yet suggestive and charming. "Grass!"

In an instant, the lust in Mu Zhou's eyes completely exploded. He threw the cotton handkerchief away and pressed down on Zhao Rou.

There was a dark shadow behind her eyes, Zhao Rou's lips were plundered instantly, and the cold shirt pressed against her skin, relieving the restlessness buried deep in her body.

Zhao Rou took advantage of the situation and put her hands around his neck, pressing him lower, and the two of them were pressed together.

This kind of intimacy made her involuntarily let out a sigh of satisfaction, and this sigh sounded more like a seductive whisper and invitation to Mu Zhou, making his blood rush to the top of his head.

Mu Zhou held her slender waist with one hand and held her soft waist with the other, and the two were entwined together.

In just a few moments, the air in the ward became thinner, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

I don't know how long it took, but the tide of love overwhelmed the two of them. Just as they were about to miss each other, Zhao Rou suddenly felt a weight on her body and raised her eyes in confusion.

Mu Zhou put his hands on top of her, with a blue face, and irritably pulled open the collar of his shirt. The next second, he left her body panting heavily.

As soon as the heat source disappeared, her skin kissed the air directly, and there was a chill. Zhao Rou raised her shoulders and looked at Mu Zhou sitting on the side, her voice was soft, "What's wrong?"

His fists were clenched and hanging on the edge of the bed, his jawline was tense, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He looked slightly embarrassed and avoided Zhao Rou's direct gaze.

The tone was dark and gloomy, with strong lust, "You are still injured and cannot exercise strenuously. I'm sorry, I was abrupt."

It was because he overestimated his self-control that he wanted to have her at this time.

Zhao Rou laughed, this man, should she praise him for his bottom line at this time?

When the atmosphere was awkward, there was a "dong-dong-dong" knock on the ward door.

It's almost ten o'clock in the evening. Who else will come over at this hour?

Didn't Li Sijin leave?

Mu Zhou frowned, wondering who was so blind that he came to disturb them. He sat on the edge of the bed without moving, but said impatiently, "Who?"

"It's me, Brother Mu," Zhao Fangyi's sweet voice sounded outside the door, "Can you open the door?"

Zhao Rou was stunned for a moment, hadn't she just had the operation a few days ago, how could she still go out and wander around outside?
Mu Zhou's frown didn't loosen. He turned around and saw that Zhao Rou had nothing on him. He pulled the soft quilt aside to cover the spring sunshine. After arranging the buttons of his black shirt, he stood up and walked to the door.

"Brother Mu, you haven't seen me for several days. Why are you here?"

Mu Zhou stood at the door, his tall figure blocking half of the door, and had no intention of letting Zhao Fangyi in.

However, when he first saw Zhao Fangyi pushing the wheelchair, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How are your hands and legs?" Mu Zhou did not answer Zhao Fangyi's question, but looked at her legs in a wheelchair with a plaster cast on them.

Zhao Fangyi looked up at the man who made her think about her day and night. She called Mu Zhou in the past few days, and he answered every time, but he would hang up in less than a minute.

I send him text messages every day telling him how he is recovering in the hospital, and he will occasionally reply.

It's much better than ignoring it at all before.

Hearing Mu Zhou's concern for her previously scalded hand, Zhao Fangyi was extremely excited. She raised what she thought was a green and slender hand in front of Mu Zhou's eyes and said, "Brother Mu, your hand is completely healed."

Then, with a look of distress on her face, she said, "It's the wound on the leg after surgery. It hurts so much. The nurse was too heavy-handed when changing the dressing these days, and the wound cracked. Brother Mu, you can do it tomorrow." Come and change my dressing?"

Zhao Rou in the ward couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

Why does she think this sister smells like white lotus now?
(End of this chapter)