I almost touched the moon

When he woke up, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Strong sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the thick curtains, falling right on Wen Song's face. The delicate golden fluff could be vaguely seen on it.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Cheng Che supporting his head, looking at her with a smile, one hand on her waist, an intimate yet protective gesture.

The strange thing is that Wen Song is very attached to his bed. He always has trouble falling asleep on the first night of every hotel stay, but he slept very well last night. I don't know if it's because he's too tired or because... he's by his side.

"Does it still hurt?" Seeing her wake up, Cheng Che gave her a morning kiss on the eyes, without any desire, just a loving kiss.

"What do you think?" Wen Song glared at him and muttered unhappily.

By the end of last night, she was exhausted and had no strength to move. Cheng Che even had to carry her to take a bath. She even fell asleep in the bathtub, letting Cheng Che wipe her body, change her into pajamas, and blow-dry her hair.

"I was wrong." Cheng Che hugged her, but his eyes were smiling and he didn't look like he admitted his fault at all.

Wen Song was still sleepy, looking lazy and cute, totally different from her usual cold and noble self. Cheng Che rarely saw her like this, and he thought she was just like a spoiled little girl, so he couldn't help but kiss her again.

"Stop!" Wen Song stopped him immediately, "Ache, it still hurts a little."

"I know..." Cheng Che restrained himself and kissed her on the lips, and said softly, "Don't worry, sister, I won't do anything rash."

At last, he smiled evilly and said, "Let's talk about it tonight."

"What?!" Wen Song just wanted to pretend to faint after hearing this. Is this what a young athlete is like? His body is too healthy!

"I was just kidding." Seeing Wen Song's frightened expression, Cheng Che felt even happier, "I'll always listen to my sister."

"Oh, you've really learned bad things." Wen Song complained angrily, and muttered in his heart that he thought it was a rabbit, but it turned out to be a little wolf in rabbit skin.

"Don't you like it, sister?" Cheng Che asked back.

"Guess." Wen Song also had some bad thoughts and didn't tell him whether he liked it or not.

"I guess, sister likes it very much, right?"

After hearing this, Wen Song only said to him, "I won't tell you", but her gentle and charming smile had already told him the answer.

After rubbing their ears for a while, she lazily curled up in Cheng Che's arms, looked at him and whispered, "I'm hungry."

"What to eat?"

"The salmon soup in this hotel is good, let's go try that," Wen Song suggested.

"Okay." Cheng Che responded, "Are you tired, sister? If you are too tired, I will call room service."

"It's okay." Wen Song sat up from the bed, "I promised Shu Ning that I would go shopping and take pictures with her today."

However, when she stood up, she felt sore all over, and the pain in her lower body was so severe that she couldn't help but gasp.

Cheng Che noticed her discomfort and rubbed her sore waist with some concern. "Why don't you just not go? I'll talk to Shu Ning for you."

"Go ahead." Cheng Che's massage made her feel better. At least her waist wasn't so sore anymore. "It's best not to go back on your word."

"Then I'll accompany you and I'll be responsible for driving."

"You should have a good rest." Wen Song said, "You will feel bored if we girls go shopping and take pictures. Besides, you are like a light bulb."

"What?" Cheng Che said unconvincedly, "Even if she is a light bulb, she, Wang Shuning, should be the light bulb, not me!"

He hugged Wen Song again, buried his head in her neck and said, "Song Song, do you know how much I miss you? I hope you can come to Levi every day, but I'm afraid that I won't have time to accompany you after you come, and you will be bored. So, now I don't want to be separated from you for even a second."

"I know..." After spending so many days together, Wen Song had gotten used to his clinginess, so he hugged him and said, "I miss you, too."

"Okay, stop messing around." Wen Song pushed him away, "I'm hungry, go eat."