If the love is deep into the bones

Chapter 6 The Dumb Eats Coptis

A vague chuckle came from the side, I grabbed the quilt slightly, turned my head to look at the wall inside the bed, my face was hot uncontrollably.

"I'm going to take a shower." As soon as he finished speaking, I heard the sound of turning over and getting out of bed.

I instinctively turned back to look at him, seeing his honey-colored skin, I hurriedly turned away.

Soon, there was the sound of closing the door. I knew he had entered the bathroom, so I let out a heavy breath and turned to look at the bathroom door.

On the gray-and-white checked bed sheet... no blood, no!

How can it be? !
My eyes widened, I quickly rolled back to the edge of the bed, took out a tissue to wipe it again, and then my whole body became ill.

"how so……"

"What are you doing?" Gao Tianqiu's voice said.

I, who was still holding the ball of paper, jumped slightly in fright, and turned my head to look at him abruptly.

He didn't know when he came out, and he was standing at the door of the bathroom looking at me with drops of water on his body.

I was shocked again and quickly turned around, my eyes once again touched the paper towel I was holding in my hand, I couldn't help being stunned, I quickly threw the paper towel into the small trash can next to the bed with my face burning.

"Heh..." There was a low laugh, with the taste of watching a play.

My body was slightly stiff, and when he asked me if I hadn't talked about it before my head flashed, I nodded and he laughed.

No blood, I know, he must know too, maybe I am a guilty clown in his eyes at this moment...

Another wave of heat rushed to my forehead, not only my face was hot, but my ears and neck were also hot.

He walked to the bed, turned around and sat down, my lowered gaze quickly lifted up again, but it happened to meet his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly to look at me, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "What's wrong?"

"I..." I opened my eyes and wanted to say that I didn't lie to you, but I only spit out one word, and I couldn't say anything after that, and finally held back, just don't open my eyes and spit out three words, "It's nothing. "

Can you explain this kind of thing clearly?

He didn't speak, just stared at me for two seconds.

I think, if he leaves at this time, I should be glad, after all, everything is against my will.

But my heart was blocked, and it was very blocked, and my eyebrows were unconsciously raised.

Because even if I don't want to, what does that mean?Do you think I lied to him?Or is it just a date?Say good sister-in-law!

But in the blink of an eye, too many things flashed through my head...

I was speechless to myself for a moment, and quickly withdrew my peeping gaze at him, and then there was a soft sound of 'da——' in my ear.

The white smoke spread, and the unique smell of tobacco dilutes the faint fishy and sweet smell in the air. I want to smoke too.

Just when I turned my eyes to the bedside table and wanted to open the drawer to get a cigarette, a cigarette caught my eyes.

I was a little surprised, I was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take it, "Thank you..."

"Then why are you being polite?" He said in a flat voice, and handed me the lighter.

"..." I took the lighter stiffly, and glanced at him slightly.

He pursed his lips lightly, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, he seemed to be not unhappy...

I thought about it, lit the cigarette and put down the lighter, raised my head slightly to exhale the smoke, and I still felt uncomfortable.

Even if he doesn't care, but I do, it's too wronged, and I don't know how to explain it, the real dumb eats coptis, and can't tell the pain!
"That's right." He said again suddenly.

I looked at him sideways, "What?" His lips curved slightly, looking a little like he wanted to smile at me, but he was a little too lazy to smile, "Smoking less, it's not good for your health." "..." I The hand that was just about to send cigarettes to his lips stopped for a moment, and he replied in a low voice without looking away, "Yeah." , somewhat sexy.But at this moment, I can’t appreciate it at all. I remembered that when he was in the taxi, he knew that I would smoke and let it go, and he said that kind of thing on purpose. Now he said it like this, is it implying that I will Don't smoke either.To be honest, I don't like this feeling, the feeling of being restrained and suppressed, and I don't like men who can't do this or that.

(End of this chapter)