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Chapter 45
Ruan Jiao was a little surprised, she didn't expect him to act like this.
This is in his mother's room, behind him is Mother Pei who is unconscious due to a high fever.
Does he still want to be shameless?
Ruan Jiao raised her hand and twisted his waist fiercely.
Pei Zhiheng let out a hiss in pain.
Ruan Jiao stared at him, lowered her voice and said angrily: "Mother is still behind, what are you doing? You don't want to lose face, I want more!"
Because of his gaffe, Pei Zhiheng couldn't help being a little annoyed. He covered his eyes with one hand, his voice hoarse, apologetic, "Sorry, it's me, Meng Lang."
He pursed his lower lip and tilted his head back slightly.
I don't know why my mind was suddenly moved just now.
Because of the posture problem, his neck was elongated, and his Adam's apple slid up and down twice because of talking, which caused Ruan Jiao's eyes to fall on it.
Obviously nothing, but inexplicably feel a little lustful.
She hastily looked away, hummed intentionally, to cover up her embarrassment, "Hurry up and eat noodles, and wash the dishes yourself after eating!"
Turning around, she rubbed her feverish ears, only to feel that there was still a tingling itching on the part of her lips that he swept over.
She closed her eyes.
Pills, let him go on like this, really don't know who will attack whom.
Because there were still two tasks to be completed, Ruan Jiao wiped Pei's body while he was eating noodles.
Because she has taken care of Pei Zhiheng before, she is already very proficient in doing these things.
When he was about to change the water, Pei Zhiheng suddenly held down his hand.
"I'm coming, you go and rest."
Ruan Jiao didn't compete with him, let go of her hand and let him do it.
When he came back, he found that Ruan Jiao was sitting on the stool where he was practicing calligraphy just now, and he was stunned for a moment, "It's so late, why don't you go to rest?"
Ruan Jiao casually flipped through the paper he had written just now, pretending to be natural and said: "I can't sleep, seeing my husband practicing calligraphy, I want to write with you..."
Ruan Jiao suddenly stopped, and the expression on her face froze.
ββ"What the hell is this written? I don't know a single word! I won't copy this with him later, will I?"
Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Jiao suddenly gave up.
The words that came to my lips naturally turned around, "... I watch you write."
ββ"Hongxiu Tianxiang, it's okay to be by the side, right? Anyway, I won't copy this thing if I kill it!"
When Pei Zhiheng heard the words, he immediately gave a low laugh, a small dimple hidden deep on one side loomed, and his eyes fell on her, so focused that even the end of his eyes seemed to be tinged with affection.
Ruan Jiao didn't know what he was laughing at, but it didn't prevent her from remembering her salty fish attitude when she was studying. She thought he was laughing at her, and her expression changed immediately.
As soon as her small face fell, she raised her chin slightly and looked at him, "Husband, what are you laughing at?"
Pei Zhiheng clenched his fists and coughed lightly, hiding his smile, and replied with great desire to survive: "I'm just a little happy, my lady is finally willing to study hard."
Ruan Jiao glanced at him and snorted, thinking that she still had an hour's worth of work to do, she reluctantly let him go.
Knowing that she didn't like studying, Pei Zhiheng didn't force it.
She insisted on insisting on the reason of "red sleeves add fragrance", she didn't need to think too much, she knew that she definitely wanted to accompany him.
Pei Zhiheng felt warm in his heart, and found her a drawing book to pass the time, and made up his mind to let her go to sleep after a while.
Ruan Jiao held the drawing book, flipped through it casually, and found that there was nothing new, it was all stories about down-and-out scholars and young ladies, she raised her eyebrows, and turned to look at the man next to him who was seriously copying Buddhist scriptures.
Everyone says serious men are the most handsome.
Ruan Jiao didn't take it seriously before.
But looking at him now, Ruan Jiao suddenly felt that heart-pounding feeling.
Her gaze slowly moved down from his drooping eyebrows, slid over his straight nose bridge, his slightly bland lips due to previous illness, his prominent chin, and prominent Adam's apple, and then landed on his thin waist .
There was no cover for her eyes, which made it impossible for Pei Zhiheng to concentrate.
The hand holding the brush couldn't help tightening, and he resisted not looking back.
As a result, Ruan Jiao suddenly sighed.
ββ "In this posture, the buttocks seem to be more upright!"
Pei Zhiheng shook his hand, and a big drop of ink landed on the paper, ruining the paper he could copy with just a few words.
He looked back at her with some embarrassment.
Ruan Jiao met his gaze without shame, showing an innocent face, "Husband, what's wrong?"
Pei Zhiheng gritted his teeth lightly, annoyed and helpless, and pointed out: "Since the lady can't sleep, it's probably because her heart is not calm, come with me to copy some Buddhist scriptures for the mother, and calm down."
Ruan Jiao: "..."
She resisted, "I don't want it, I'm not sincere, and if I copy it, it will be for nothing."
Pei Zhiheng: "It's just for you to calm down."
Ruan Jiao expressed her gratitude, "I'm quite calm now."
Pei Zhiheng was about to be laughed at by her, really quiet, would he look at his ass?
Pei Zhiheng took a deep breath, "Then you go in front of me and read a book, the light is not good when you sit in the back, it hurts your eyes."
"There's nothing interesting about this book." Ruan Jiao became a little interested, and suddenly raised her head to look at him as if thinking of something, "Speaking of which, why do you have such a picture book?"
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at him with scrutiny, "No, husband, don't you also want to have a chance for a down-and-out scholar to be favored by a wealthy daughter or a glamorous ghost?"
Pei Zhiheng's eyes fell on her face, he curled his lips, and said in a low voice with a smile, "Isn't that me?"
Ruan Jiao was taken aback, "What is it?"
Pei Zhiheng changed a piece of paper, held the brush, re-copied the scripture just now, and replied with lowered eyes: "Isn't I just a down-and-out scholar who was favored by the lady? I just don't know if the lady is a rich girl or a beautiful girl." .β
After saying this, he suddenly raised his eyes and met her stunned gaze, with a serious expression on his face, "I wonder if my lady can tell you?"
Ruan Jiao: "..."
She didn't expect that these words would be abducted to her, and she had to admire him. He had never been in a relationship before, but he was so naturally flirtatious.
If she didn't know who he was, she would definitely be led into a ditch by him.
But...he wasn't that calm.
She suddenly approached, stretched out her hand to hold his glowing red ears, her cat-like eyes were full of sly smiles.
She pursed her lips, and whispered softly against his ear: "My husband's ears are so hot, I don't know what you are thinking? It's a pity, since I am not a wealthy daughter, nor a glamorous person, I am just an ordinary scholar. Itβs just a girl, but Iβve disappointed my husband.β
Pei Zhiheng took hold of her white wrist, "How can my lady be so sure that I will be disappointed? What if what I want to find is a lady who is a pair for life?"
Ruan Jiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Really? But everyone in the world says that most people who are ruthless are scholars."
Pei Zhiheng's eyes were bent down, and her deep eyes reflected her figure, and there was something deep inside, "The lady can see if I am the exception."
Ruan Jiao was a little flustered, and suddenly withdrew her wrist, "I'm sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."
Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly remembered her last task. She paused, said "good night" and looked at him expectantly.
Pei Zhiheng's eyelashes trembled, suppressing the disappointment in his heart, "What do you mean by good night? Good night? That's a good way to say it."
Ruan Jiao frowned, but said nothing.
Pei Zhiheng paused, looked at her, knowing that she was waiting for his response, so he replied: "Good night."
Ruan Jiao was instantly satisfied when she saw the last task completed.
He yawned, turned around and was about to leave.
In the end, Pei Zhiheng grabbed his wrist.
She looked back at him suspiciously.
He exerted a little force before letting go.
It was indeed late at night, and her face was covered with heavy sleepiness.
Pei Zhiheng's eyes fell on her face, "I won't be here at night, so you should cover up with an extra layer of quilt, and don't forget to feed two Tang Pozi."
"Yes." Ruan Jiao nodded, "You should also pay attention to yourself."
After she left, it seemed that the fragrance of her body still remained in the room.
Very light, but it lasts for a long time.
There was obviously only one person missing in the room, but it was inexplicably empty.
Pei Zhiheng looked at the closed door with some sense of loss, but the door was never pushed open again.
Looking back at the Buddhist scriptures that I copied, I couldn't write any more.
Ruan Jiao didn't think as much as he did. Seeing that the points were credited after completing the task, she changed her clothes and went to bed.
Because she was used to sleeping with Pei Zhiheng, there was one person missing, and Mrs. Tang was cold again at night, so she curled up in a daze, but she felt cold no matter what.
Even two layers of quilts are useless.
She was so cold that she couldn't help it. She opened her eyes and looked at the top of the bed, a little angry.
She is obviously in good health, but she doesn't know what's going on, the temperature on her body is always so low.
It is estimated that only when the system is restored will we know what happened.
Fortunately, it was almost dawn, so she simply got up, went to the kitchen to wash rice, and cooked corn porridge.
When Pei Zhiheng heard the voice, he was taken aback when he saw her getting up so early.
"Why didn't you get more sleep?"
"It's too cold, I woke up from the cold." Ruan Jiao puffed up, with displeasure written all over her face.
Pei Zhiheng stepped forward and held her fair fingertips, feeling the coldness spreading from his palm, he frowned.
He had taken Ruan Jiao to the clinic before, but he didn't see anything.
It's just that it's not a problem to be so cold, he sighed, "The medicine prescribed by the hospital to dispel the cold, you can take it with me from today on."
Ruan Jiao thought of the bitter taste of the medicine that made people yue on the spot, and immediately looked disgusted, "I don't want it, even the doctor didn't see what's wrong with me, what if I take the medicine indiscriminately and it breaks?"
"The medicine is just to dispel cold and warm up, and..." Before Pei Zhiheng finished speaking, Ruan Jiao interrupted him.
Ruan Jiao: "My husband is not a doctor, how do you know that eating indiscriminately is not a problem? Besides, I had a nosebleed from eating venison before, husband, you..."
She hadn't spoken her words yet, when she suddenly saw today's mission refreshed.
[Task 1: Acting like a baby, make the hero's heart beat once]
Ruan Jiao gave him a deliberate reproachful look as the words left her lips, "Why are you so bad, I hate it~"
Pei Zhiheng:? ? ?
ββ"Is this considered coquettish?"
ββ "But what kind of expression is that on Pei Zhiheng? Even if he is not moved, he won't show a disgusted expression, right? My fist is hardened!"
Pei Zhiheng: "..."
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