Secret love becomes a marriage

"Where else do you want to go?" the car started for a while, and the atmosphere between the two eased. Gu Shubai asked the people in the back seat.

"No." just after taking a bath in the hot spring, her body is relaxed, but her nerves are nervous. Now she doesn't want to do anything. She just wants to have a good sleep and sort out the miscellaneous things in her mind.

"OK, let's go home." it's not very early now. It's OK to go back and rest. There are other itineraries tomorrow. The purpose of taking her out this time is to let her relax and catch up with some scenic spots. As for them, there's no need.

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After returning, Ji Zimo took a bath and lay in bed. Gu Shubai said that he was not upstairs or downstairs. As for what he was doing, Ji Zimo didn't know and didn't want to know. Well, even if he wanted to know, he had to tell himself he didn't want to know.

Originally, she wanted to sleep while he didn't come up. She wouldn't be embarrassed or afraid of him. She didn't expect that he didn't come up. She couldn't sleep. She didn't feel sleepy after tossing and turning in bed for a long time.

"Alas!" Ji Zimo sighed heavily and turned over again. This time, he heard the sound of the door opening.

He's up?

Ji Zimo held his breath and quickly turned back to the door.

The footsteps were very light, but the room was quiet. The sound could be amplified into her ears. Ji Zimo listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and her heart beat faster. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, trying to divide some tension. This tension is actually a little inexplicable, but there is such an emotion.

"Silent." Ji Zimo could feel his breath when he was near the bed. Sure enough, the next second, he shouted to her.

Should or should not? Ji Zimo tangled in her heart and finally chose not to agree. She closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

"Silent." but he continued to shout in her ear. Moreover, Ji Zimo felt his voice getting closer and closer, as if it was near her ear. Her whole body was stiff, so he could understand that she was pretending to sleep as soon as he approached. He couldn't help it. Ji Zimo could only open his eyes, turn over and look at him, "what's the matter?" There was a little confusion in his eyes.

"Drink a glass of milk and sleep."

"HMM." thank you. Milk is good for sleep. She needs it now. Ji Zimo half sat up and reached out to pick up the milk in his hand. He didn't give it.

"Why, what's the matter?" she wondered and looked up at him.

"The cup is a little hot. Don't touch it. I'll feed you."

"Well, no, I can come by myself." Ji Zimmer smiled dryly because of Gu Shubai's words. She still planned to take the milk in his hand. Later, she found that he didn't mean to give it to her. She had to give up the struggle: "then feed!"

Hearing this, Gu Shubai was relieved. He sent the glass to her mouth with a long hand.

Ji Zi thought about drinking it all at once. The man was against her. Every time he fed her a little, he poured back the cup and a glass of milk. He drank it for nearly ten minutes.

"Professor Gu, I really can come myself."

After drinking the milk, he naturally had to rinse his mouth and wipe his mouth. Ji Zimo planned to get out of bed. He pressed her body and wouldn't let her get up. Then he put the milk cup in the bedside cabinet. People went to the bathroom. After a while, he came back with a small basin in one hand with water and towel in it, and then mouthwash in the other hand.

"Gargle." he gave her mouthwash, asked her to gargle, and twisted a towel to wipe her face. He wiped it. Ji Zimo was really uncomfortable with every bone in his body, but there was no way to stop the man. He could only sit there like a disabled man who had lost his ability to move.

In her heart, she suspected that this person was either masochistic or pedophile. Otherwise, how could she really be like raising her own daughter at this time?

"Sleep." he asked her to gargle. After washing her face, he turned and took the milk cup to go. Before leaving, he stretched out his hand, gently pressed her down, let her lie flat, then covered her with a quilt and kissed her forehead.

Well, the feeling of fatherly love is stronger!

Milk is conducive to sleep. Although this effect is not strong, it is not weak. Ji Zimo lay in bed for a while and went to sleep. Before she went to sleep, Gu Shubai didn't come up. Ji Zimo estimated that he washed a hot milk container, a milk cup, and then took a bath.

After all, no matter when he came back to bed, she woke up in his arms the next morning.

There has been this scene before, but not in recent days. These days, she usually wakes up and he is gone.

This morning, why is it an exception?

Probably in the morning, Ji Zimo was not very inspired. When Ji Zimo had a question, he directly asked, "why haven't you got up yet?"

"Well, I don't think of it," he said, his eyes on her face.

Ji Zimo almost couldn't help raising his hand to touch his face to see if there was anything dirty.

"Don't you make breakfast?"

"I'll do it later."

"Oh!" there was nothing to say.

She didn't speak, and he didn't look for words. He half lay there and looked at her sideways.

How does this scene feel weird?

Ji Zimo asked him to stare at him for a while. He couldn't stand it. He looked up at him and said with a smile: "what, Professor Gu, what time is it now?"

"Well, it's already eight o'clock."

"Then why don't we get up? I feel a little hungry."

"OK," he said, but his body didn't move, but it was manual. The hand outside the quilt was raised and stretched into the quilt. Then, soon, she felt that one of her hands was caught.

"That, that, Professor Gu, what do you do to grab my hand?" Ji Zimo was surprised by his inexplicable action. He subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back. He couldn't pull it back. He held it tightly.

He didn't speak, but his hand took her hand, put her hand on the quilt, and then covered it with the other hand.

He didn't speak. Ji Zimo couldn't help but look at all his actions in horror.

He moved one hand and stretched it under her hand, while the other hand covered the back of her hand, pinched the back of her hand with his index finger and thumb, and then pinched her fingers one by one. Then, he gently moved his fingers and turned her hand over with the palm facing up. Then, his hand continued the action he had just pinched the back of his hand and pinched her palm and fingers.