Heartburn

I can't remember when I fell asleep. I just feel that this sleep is particularly sweet. I am afraid it was the safest time I came to sleep in this world-even though the bed is a little harder and the space is narrow, it makes people feel a little dull.

I took a deep breath and my sleepiness faded. I slowly opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was a neck that was white and greasy as porcelain; my consciousness instantly returned to the cage, and the leisure at my first awakening turned into anxiety and anxiety. tension.

The memories of sleeping with Jiang Zhuo last night flooded in, and his back was cold, and there was a bit of a bad premonition.

I leaned back without a trace, and wanted to get up, but found it hard to move—before I fell asleep, I clearly kept a fist distance from Jiang Zhuo, and the water in the well did not interfere with the river water. How could I open my eyes again? Is it an octopus firmly holding people's house?

When I feel it carefully, one of my hands is on her back waist, and the other is tightly grasping the placket of her chest, unintentionally it has been pulled apart, the looming skin is infinitely reverie; the most instructive What I am ashamed of is that I don’t know when to squeeze a leg between her legs, ride on one of her legs, and confine her tightly, in a highly suggestive posture...

——Oh my God, I can hardly imagine how Jiang Zhuo would look at me when he woke up. I never felt how unbearable my sleeping posture was before, but the reality gave me a hard blow and taught me to accept this perception.

…Wait, most martial arts practitioners sleep lightly. Wouldn't she be awakened by what I just said?

I was so scared that I suffocated my breath, and quickly stopped, and waited with bated breath.

The skin touched by the tentacles is warm and soft, and the slight fluctuations in the breathing are gentle and regular, as if still in a dream-my heart has fallen back halfway, but I dare not relax.

After swallowing silently, I held my breath and tentatively moved my palms-well, she did not wake up.

Upon seeing this, I moved my hand back a little bit as if encouraged.

Withdrawing my hand, the next is the daring right leg-I suddenly think of the men and women who found out that they had done something wrong after the hangover but were unwilling to take on them, rushing to clean up before the other party woke up. Flee, I don't know what they are thinking at that time?

——It is ridiculous to say that I am not unwilling to be responsible, or even can't ask for it... I'm afraid that Jiang Zhuo doesn't want me to be responsible, and will even hate me even more because of this, but this is a situation I dare not face.

I sighed, gritted my teeth and retracted my leg. The touch between the frictions made me feel blushing and heartbeat, and my breathing became heavy, but when I thought of waking up the other person, I had to hold back again... After getting rid of this embarrassing situation, a thin layer of perspiration appeared on his forehead.

I cautiously nudged back a few minutes, and waited quietly for a while. The person's breathing was still long and soft, and there was no sign of waking up. Then my heart was all let go-but after rest assured, it rose again. With a trace of regret that she is not clear, she is faintly looking forward to teaching her to discover our ambiguity at this moment, what will it be like?

In a moment, this idea was suppressed by me.

I guess it’s not too early, and I am a little hungry. I decided to go downstairs and Zhang Luo earlier after washing, so that Jiang Zhuo can have breakfast as soon as he wakes up. The negative impression of Kuang Xihan may also get better—make up my mind. , I stood up, intending to pass over her and climb out of the bed.

Just stepped out a leg, and glanced down inadvertently, but met a pair of cold star-like eyes, the pupils were dark and calm, where did they look like they were asleep?

I froze in shock and didn't dare to move anymore.

At this moment, she suddenly raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile, "My boss, aren't you ready to come down?"

——When did she wake up?

Could it be that my movements were too big and woke her up?

Or...she was awake from the beginning, and all the stupid things I had before were all in her sight?

Thinking of the last possibility, my hands and feet softened, and unexpectedly fell into her arms.

"Um..." The bridge of her nose knocked **** her chest. Even though it was unexpectedly soft, the blow still made her nose sore and burst into tears.

"Heh." Feeling the vibration of her chest on her cheeks, could it be that she was smiling?

I struggled to lift my face, and through the dim tears, I only saw the arc of her mouth flashing, too fast to be grasped.

I wiped my eyes with my backhand, and I looked again, only to get her displeased cold glance.

This eye taught me happiness to my soul, and I immediately supported her from her arms with hands and feet, to prevent her cheeks from getting close to her chest again-it's just that if I accidentally touched something that shouldn't be touched in a panic, it was beyond my control. Of it.

"You're awake..." I also know that this is a nonsense, but apart from this, I can't think of anything else to say-in such an awkward posture, not only is a guilty conscience, but even his hands and feet are extremely vain.

"...Hmm." She frowned slightly and rubbed her chest. It was probably because I had accidentally pressed it before - I subconsciously wanted to rub it for her. There was no evil thought, but she woke up in the next moment. Excessively, I quickly held back.

"Is it alright to get up and wash? I'll ask Xiao Er to bring some warm food up?" I raised my softest smile, and didn't care about how flattering the smile appeared in the reflection of her eyes, just thinking To get out of this annoying situation as soon as possible-I guess Jiang Zhuo must have gotten up a little, staring at her gloomy expression, really worrying.

Fortunately, she just stared at me in silence for a while, and then nodded occasionally; I was able to roll off her like a pardon, and almost twisted my ankle anxiously.

After staggering a few times, he rushed to the door in three or two steps. Even the clothes were just casually put on, and before they could be arranged properly, he raised his voice and called the mistress.

I confessed to her and closed the door. I took a few deep breaths, and waited until my mentality was stable enough, then I turned around leisurely-but I saw that the person who should have been cleaned up was still on the bed, just lying down from the original posture. Changed to sit up.

The hair is messy, the skirt is wide open, revealing half of a round fragrant shoulder, and his eyes look at me for a moment. The slender eyelashes are half-closed, and it takes a long time to blink, as if looking at something, but it looks like She was simply ignorant, with an inexplicable look in her eyes, and taught me whether she was completely awake or not.

However, her almost dazed expression is the first time I have seen her. It's really cute. She taught me to want to pinch her face-I just think about it. If I do this, I don't know what she will do. Reaction...I won't be happy anyway.

Regretfully withdrawing my thoughts, I went to the side of the dressing table, soaked the towel in water and wrung it dry, returned to the collapsed edge and handed it to her. After watching her take it, I slowly wiped my face, my expression gradually became firm and indifferent. She was already awake; when I got the towel back, I was too lazy to change the water, so I just scrubbed with the basin of water and wiped my face at random.

Looking back, I saw that Jiang Zhuo was dressed, sitting in a chair, looking at me with a surprised look; if I look closely, her cheeks seem to have a slight redness.

I was a little puzzled, so I thought about it, and then I understood: I must have taught her to wash my face just now!

It’s not uncommon for a close girlfriend to use a veil and a basin of water to wash her face. But here is a woman-respected Dawu, and the ancients are extremely conservative, not to mention my status as a prince, shared with the guards. It was wrong, and he personally served her to wash, and put it on Kuang Xihan's body, just to take advantage of her...

——Well, this morning, I can't count how many times I have been misunderstood.

If you explain, will she believe that I didn't mean it?

Probably not.

With a light sigh, I also put out the idea of ​​explanation, and just smirked at her a few times, which was perfunctory.

Fortunately, she didn't look deep, but her expression was as indifferent as before, not as soft and gentle as she was when she slept last night-I understand that she is still a little annoyed.

After thinking about it, I pushed the pastry sent by Xiaoer towards her, and tentatively asked: "Stop breakfast, how about going to see the industry under my name?"

By the way, let's see what's so attractive, and give her as a gift for apologizing-most women have to coax, and gift giving is a common method.

Although the Dawu woman is not an ordinary woman, she never dislikes receiving gifts, right?

Thinking about what I should give her, I listened to her in a low voice, with a look of lack of interest... Alas, is she born with a lacklustre nature, or is she just impatient with me?

I don't know what she likes. If I want to please her, what should I give?

I scratched my hair in annoyance. I only felt that it was more of a headache than writing a work lesson plan... I always felt that ordinary jewellery could not get into her eyes, but if you want to give those weapons, you don’t. Too lucky.

Why don't you... agree with your body?

The joking thoughts flashed by, and I laughed at myself. I also knew in my heart that this was just thinking about it, and it wasn't really true-I was afraid I wanted to give it away, but people wouldn't want it...

After having breakfast with her, he left the inn and walked around the street.

This long street is dominated by study shops, and the rest are some pastry restaurants. The only thing that is more elegantly decorated is a two-storey jewelry shop.

Although I guess she wouldn't like it, I decided to go in and get around, just to understand Dawu's inlay level.

The lobby on the first floor was furnished in a comfortable and elegant manner. The shopkeeper personally served tea. It can be seen that the hospitality is very solemn...Of course, it may also be because the business is too leisurely.

I took the tea and thought about taking out Yu Jue to try. I never thought that she immediately gave a big gift with excitement, calling "Young Master" repeatedly, but the blind cat ran into the dead mouse and taught me that it happened to happen. Up.

I don’t know if this shopkeeper recognizes other shops, and whether their profits are enough to afford the tuition fees of Wendu scholars, as Shen Youlan said?

Looking through the pattern booklet and jewelry styles presented by the shopkeeper, I was thinking about it, while secretly looking at Jiang Zhuo's expression... I saw her casually sipping tea, not very interested, although I had expected it, it is inevitable. Still a bit lost.

——She really doesn't like these gold and silver jewelry.

So, does this also mean that she, like many ordinary women in Dawu, will not like me as a woman in the slightest?