Cheng Che reached out and hugged Cheng Wei, and ordered Huamei, who was so scared that she was stunned: Go and fetch water.

Yes, do you want to hire a doctor? He always speaks with his erotic thrush and stutters.

Cheng Che's eyes kept moving from Cheng Wei to the left and right, and said in a deep voice: No, the third girl is too tired.

Soon, the thrush came with a basin towel, stood at the door, and paused.

Cheng Che had already put Cheng Wei on the couch and sat next to her back to the door. The two of them held their hands tightly, feeling like someone else could not get in.

Huamei shook her head, shook her strange feeling away from her heart, and walked in with the basin: Second Young Master, the water is coming.

She said as she immersed the soft towel into the eight-treasure pattern enamel basin, wringed it out, and looked in front of her body, and wanted to wipe Cheng Wei's face.

Cheng Che reached out and took the soft towel: I'll do it.

Huamei stood there, silently watching the second young master wipe the girl's face with a soft scarf, with a focused expression and gentle movements, which made them ashamed of those who served their master.

After Cheng Che wiped Cheng Wei's face, he pulled her hand and carefully wiped off the ink marks on it. Then he turned around and looked at Huamei, and ordered: Go and prepare some sweet soup and heat it up. When the third girl wakes up, she brings it over.

Yes. The thrush walked out with a basin, stood at the door and couldn't help looking back. He always felt that the picture was too warm, so warm that it made people a little strange.

If so, if the future son-in-law can treat the girl as well as the second young master

Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa, what is she thinking about? The son-in-law is of course very different from the second young master.

But, what's the difference

The thrush was a little confused. He didn't dare to think deeper, so he hurried out with the basin.

When the door was closed, the heaven and earth seemed to be quiet. Only the sound of each other's breathing was heard.

Cheng Che stared at the sleeping face of the person on the couch. He didn't know how long he sat down, but finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and his slender fingers followed her brow bones little by little, depicting the face that had already been familiar with the bone marrow.

In the end, the fingers with distinct joints stopped beside the lips, and just touched the girl's soft and cold lips. It seemed as if it was splashed by Mars, and it shrunk back.

Cheng Che's face was so cold that it was a little scary, and he bit his lip. After all, he didn't move any more. He got up and came to the desk as if he was escaping, picking up the rice paper covered with the table.

The room gradually became darker, and the thrush pushed the door and entered with a creaking sound. Seeing that Cheng Che did not turn around, he walked to the candlestick with his hands and lit the lamp.

The interior suddenly became brighter, and it seemed even quieter.

Huamei glanced at Cheng Wei who was still sleeping, and then quietly looked at Cheng Che who had been standing by the desk for no reason, and quietly retreated out.

When the sound of closing the door sounded, Cheng Che seemed to wake up from a dream, and walked back to Cheng Wei's side with big strides, illuminating the candlelight. His expression was a little gloomy and unstable.

Weiwei must have been attacked by ghosts again

Although his expression before sleeping is still as familiar as he is, how to explain these amazing poems

Care will cause chaos. The second young master Cheng thinks about it more and more wrong. He makes up his mind and pinchs Cheng Weirenzhong.

Cheng Wei wrote poems for several hours, but the iron-killing person couldn't stand it. At this time, he was sleeping heavily. Suddenly he felt a little pain, but his eyelids were so heavy that they couldn't open it. He shouted in pain in a daze and waved to beat him.

Cheng Che grabbed Cheng Wei's wrist with his backhand and said anxiously: Wei Wei, wake up quickly

Hearing a very familiar voice in a hazy way, Cheng Wei suddenly found a safe direction, rolled around and rolled directly into a warm arms.

Now, I finally felt at ease.

The girl made a comfortable murmur in her throat, just like a fat fish was acting coquettish.

Cheng Che was sitting next to the couch, but his hands and feet were stiff and he was stunned. But the person in his arms was still restless, and he rubbed his arms with his face, as if he had found a comfortable place, and he refused to move his face away, so he just slept in the dark.

Breathe gently and lightly, spray the warm breath on the elbow.

Cheng Che immediately felt an electric current crossing his spine and keeps going down.

He stood up in an instant.

Cheng Wei lost his support and suddenly fell down. Seeing that his face was about to touch the ground, Cheng Che's movements were faster than his brain reaction, and he grabbed her into his arms.

Cheng Wei immediately opened his eyes and looked straight at Cheng Che.

Cheng Che forgot what to do for a moment, and looked at Cheng Wei stupidly with a expressionless face.

Cheng Wei came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: Second brother, why are you holding me?

The hoarse voice was like a small spark, causing the already disappearing electric current to rise again, and went to places where it shouldn't be.

As soon as Cheng Che spoke, his voice was so low that he was hoarse: You almost fell down just now

Cheng Wei hugged Cheng Che's waist, recalled for a moment, and suddenly said: By the way, I seem to be asleep. Second brother, how long have I been sleeping?

Seeing Cheng Wei feel calm, Cheng Che was ashamed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, put her back on the couch and said: It took less than an hour.

He pulled a stack of rice paper that still emitted the fragrance of ink: Tell me, what's going on

Cheng Wei did not answer immediately, frowned and thought for a moment, and asked: Second brother, are you sick? Your voice is so strange.

Why did Mr. Cheng's second young master's ears turn red quickly and he pretended to be calm. It may be because the weather changes greatly in the morning and evening, and his throat feels a little uncomfortable.

So, then I'll let Huanyan boil some autumn pear paste for you to eat. Cheng Wei stretched out his hand and stroked Cheng Che's forehead. His face was also red. Could it be that he was getting hot?

Cheng Che waved Cheng Wei's hand away, met her surprised gaze, and his face tense: Second brother is fine, he just wears too much.

He said, pulling the collar like a concealment, but because of his panic, his hands were too strong and he pulled the collar open.

Cheng Wei's eyes moved downward and landed on the protruding Adam's apple and delicate collarbone, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

Cheng Che was completely in a bad mood, and he was fixed there like a petrification, and forgot how to react for a moment.

Cheng Wei suddenly fell into deep thought.

The second brother actually untied her clothes in front of her. What should she do?

I always feel sorry for myself if I don’t do anything.

But what if I do it, what should I do if my second brother is angry

But my second brother is so proactive, he is clearly looking forward to her doing something.

Cheng Wei was so stupid that he touched Cheng Che's Adam's apple that he could not hide his true nature: Second brother, you are different from me here

Cheng Wei and Cheng Che suddenly stood up and scolded him like anger, "How can girls touch anything at will?"

He suddenly turned around and took a deep breath, trying to calm down his abnormality as soon as possible.

Oh no, my second brother was really angry, but she did nothing
Chapter completed!