Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Turning his head to look at Jingzhi, whose face was red as she stuck her head out of the quilt, Caolu sighed, unable to bring himself to scold her.

So he stretched out his hand, patted her shoulders through the quilt, and called her name in a low voice.

Although he doesn't like to show his feelings on the surface, he can also get jealous.

She gently pressed down his frown, and when he thought of what her hand had done, Cao Lu's frown became even tighter.

Get up and get her some water to wash her hands.

When she touched the warm water, she smiled, supported her cheek with her other hand, and looked at the thatched cottage with affection.

The gaze from above her head was burning. Cao Lu avoided her gaze and took a dry towel to gently wipe the water droplets from her hands.

When he stood up, Zhu Jiu also stood up, said that he trusted Brother Caolu, and went to the next room.

Now that Zhu Jiu is gone, he has no reason to stay here.

After wiping her hands, I poured her some water.

Just as I was about to walk out, she called me.

"Stay, I believe in you too."

Her trusting eyes struck his heart directly.

Caolu couldn't explain how he felt.

There seemed to be a hint of sadness mixed with the feeling of being moved.

Was she projecting emotions from past lives onto him, or was it simply because of who she was?

A white silk shot out, wrapped around his waist, and dragged him onto the bed. The force was neither too strong nor too weak, and he was able to break free in an instant.

But he didn't.

No initiative either.

Just like a piece of wood, she slowly pulled it closer.

His face was getting hotter and hotter. Caolu stared at the receding door and suddenly closed his eyes.

Why did Ah Jiu say that she trusted him? Was it because she felt that he hadn't known her as long as Zhu Jiu and didn't love her as deeply?

The sword finger emitted a faint light, cutting the white silk into pieces, leaving only 20 centimeters. Jingzhi pulled the broken end, lost his strength, and hit his head on the soft cushioned backrest behind him.

There was a dull thud.

He became anxious and kept saying sorry, and finally turned back.

At this time, the quilt slipped down to her abdomen, and one of the two thin straps slipped down. The nightgown was crooked and could not cover the large area of ​​scenery around her neck at all.

One of her delicate collarbones was covered with marks left by Zhu Jiu, and even her slender neck had a few ambiguous marks.

With just one glance, he raised his gentlemanly gaze to her face.

Jingzhi was pushed back onto the bed.

She was filled with anticipation and surprise, her mouth almost stretched to the back of her head.

Caolu used the same trick again, steadying his slightly trembling hands, picking up the shoulder strap that had slipped off to one side and putting it back on her, then pulling the quilt up to cover her entire body tightly.

"What are you thinking? I said it can only be done after we get married. I won't cross the line."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, even doubting whether he really liked her.

"I'm afraid of the cold. Please don't leave, okay? I promise not to get out of the quilt and not do anything bad."

Cao Lu thought for a moment, then shook his head, "This is unfair to Jiu, and I can't betray his trust."

Jingyi choked, propped up her neck, and nudged his chest with her forehead. "Then what are you thinking? Don't keep it in your heart. I want to know."

"Are you... not that fond of me?"

Her somewhat uneasy look made his heart shrink.

Could it be that his restrained behavior would also give her this illusion?

"no……"

He answered quietly.

He himself couldn't believe that in such a short time, the naughty her, the crying her, the understanding her, she seemed to have taken up residence in his mind and warmed his heart.

This feeling of accelerated heartbeat was very unfamiliar to him.

Although I don't know how much he likes her, it's definitely not that he doesn't like her enough.

Otherwise he wouldn't clean his beard before going to bed.

He knelt down beside the bed and put the back of her neck back on the pillow. His hand did not move away, and his thumb stroked her temples again and again.

Under her encouraging eyes, Caolu finally lowered his serious face and pecked the corner of her mouth like a dragonfly skimming the water.

His lips touched and left immediately, hovering above her, hesitating for a few seconds, tilting slightly, and then slowly moving down.

She breathed a sigh of satisfaction, raised her chin slightly, and took the initiative to greet his lips which were suddenly shy and slightly retracted.

White silk came from nowhere, stretching out from behind her and wrapping around her body.

In just a few breaths, the two bodies were wrapped into a large mummy.

The two were inseparable, and the room temperature seemed to become hot.

It seemed that his body was not tense because of the tight binding of the white silk. The blood rushing in his veins rushed everywhere, causing an inappropriate reaction, making Cao Lu start to struggle in shame.

"Jingzhi, let me go."

"I have to go."

"Humph...you guys are always like this."

The white silk was gradually retracted, and the thatched cottage was freed from its restraints. It instantly shot up, crossed its hands in front of its abdomen, and quickly turned its back to her, saying with an embarrassed look:

"You...I'm sorry, you should get some rest early."

With a click, the thatched cottage quickly disappeared behind the crack of the door.

Jingzhi looked left and right, pursed his lips, snorted, and hid his head in the quilt again.

Let’s all go!

She doesn't need them!

After tossing and turning for a long time, Jingzhi suddenly lifted the quilt, got up, and walked to the wardrobe.

The two-meter-tall and slightly yellowed Zhu Jiuda pillow was taken out from inside.

Returning to the bed, she swung her arms and legs vigorously, hugged the pillow tightly, kissed it twice randomly, then closed her eyes with a slight frown.

It’s not much better than what I’ve used, so I’ll just use it.

……

She was really worried about the elderly Caolu, so she didn't sleep for long. She transformed into her original form, sneaked into Caolu's room, squatted beside his pillow, and quietly circulated her spiritual power.

The fluffy, round cat's face actually gave the thatched cottage a sense of seriousness when it woke up.

He turned sideways, rested his head on his head, and looked at her infatuatedly.

As I was watching, my watch suddenly beeped twice.

The trembling cat ears were gently blocked by two fingers.

Cao Lu's ears flushed as she mouthed something to the kitten who was concentrating on practicing with her eyes closed:

【I...I like you.】