Chapter 90

At around five o’clock in the morning, the alarm clock on Ren Chuyu’s phone rang, but she forgot to turn it off yesterday.

Fang Ziqing stood up, passed Ren Chuyu, carefully held her phone, squinted her eyes, and slid the phone screen with her thumb to turn off the alarm.

She put the phone by her side, and lay down slowly again. As soon as she took a breath, she turned her head and met Ren Chuyu’s eyes…

I didn’t draw the curtains before going to bed last night. Although the light in the early morning was not strong, I could still see each other’s faces clearly, including the slightly frowning brows of the other.

Seeing Ren Chuyu frowning, Fang Ziqing’s heart skipped a beat, and he unconsciously swallowed his saliva…

Ren Chuyu didn’t do anything else, but looked at her carefully for a while, then turned around, got out of bed, and headed towards the bathroom.

Fang Ziqing lay on her side, wrapped in quilt and looked at her back, until the man turned to her side, her high-pitched heart slowly fell back down.

After taking a bath, Ren Chuyu changed into her home clothes, **** her long hair, glanced at the dazed Fang Ziqing, and bent down to take the quilt off her body.

Fang Ziqing let her move without daring to say a word…

After Ren Chuyu went out, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom with her slippers on.

This time she came to find Ren Chuyu, but she remembered to bring a change of clothes.

After washing up, he took off his nightgown and changed into his own clothes. Fang Ziqing also left the bedroom.

There was the sound of frying from the kitchen, Fang Ziqing pursed his lips, and walked straight over.

Before Fang Ziqing stepped into the door, he stood outside and looked in. He saw Ren Chuyu wearing a blue and white apron, stirring something with a small silver spatula in his slender hand, and the smell of rice wafted into his nostrils…

Ren Chuyu inadvertently turned her eyes to look at her, their eyes met, and Fang Ziqing suddenly felt his heart surge and his blood surge… Her face was hot uncontrollably, she hurriedly turned her head, and went to sit on the sofa in the living room , the heartbeat that suddenly accelerated due to peeking and being caught couldn’t calm down…

The image of Ren Chuyu cooking just now came back to her mind over and over… That slender figure, fair complexion, and pretty side face, instantly captured people’s hearts and captured their souls …

Waking up from thirst, Qiao An went downstairs to get water, but suddenly saw Fang Ziqing sitting on the sofa and giggling.

“Sister Ziqing, why are you here?” No one told him that Fang Ziqing was here last night, so his expression is quite surprised now.

Fang Ziqing hurriedly put his smile away, and acted serious: “I’ll tell you later, you should prepare quickly, we will have breakfast later.”

Qiao An glanced at the kitchen and asked in surprise, “Is my sister cooking?”

Fang Ziqing hummed.

Qiao An was still in doubt, Fang Ziqing asked him about Li Lan’s room, he answered dumbly, then Fang Ziqing got up and went upstairs, intending to wake Li Lan and Bai Yan to eat…

“What’s the fuss about this early in the morning?” Li Lan lazily came over to open the door for her, yawning.

“Sister Lan, the meal will be ready in a while, come and eat together.” Fang Ziqing smiled.

“Have you made breakfast?” Li Lan leaned against the door frame, eyes halfway up, obviously not awake.

“It’s not me, Chuyu did it.”

“Chuyu?” Li Lan wondered if she had heard it wrong…She opened her eyes wide and raised her voice in confusion, “She doesn’t even eat well, so she’s cooking?”

“Really, I didn’t lie to you,” Fang Ziqing’s lips curved slightly, “Go and call Bai Yan, I’ll go down first.”

The tomato and egg noodles made by Ren Chuyu smell delicious and look good.

When Li Lan rolled the noodles with chopsticks, she still felt a little unreal. It was a long time ago when she ate the rice cooked by Ren Chuyu…

Bai Yan is also flattered, being able to eat noodles made by her own artist is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes…

Joan’s reaction was not bad. One night when he was hungry, his sister cooked noodles for him once.

Fang Ziqing was most in a good mood. It was the first time she ate the rice cooked by Ren Chuyu. She was full of happiness. When she ate the noodles, she was about to go to grandma’s house with her mouth grinning. She couldn’t hold it back at all…

At the dinner table, these people had their own thoughts, and their small movements and expressions were constant. Only Ren Chuyu had a calm face, and quietly ate the noodles in the bowl with his head down.

After the meal, except for Ren Chuyu and Li Lan, the other three were scrambling to wash the dishes.

“The bowls are all yours.” Li Lan wiped the corners of her mouth, raised her hand, and pointed upstairs, “I have to catch up on the sleep.”

After Li Lan left, Ren Chuyu got up and left without saying a word…

The remaining six eyes looked at each other stupidly.

As soon as Ren Chuyu left, Fang Ziqing stopped arguing. Her eyes were fixed on Ren Chuyu’s back until the man turned and went to the study.

With a solemn face, Bai Yan reached out and waved her hand in front of Fang Ziqing’s eyes: “I won’t fight with you, Qiao An, you can go wash the dishes.”

Knowing that the little assistant was still upset about that incident, Fang Ziqing didn’t say much.

“Sister Ziqing, leave it to me to wash the dishes. I’ll do it.”

“No, I’ll do it.” Fang Ziqing went to the kitchen with a stack of bowls, and washed them all in the sink.

The weather was fine today. After washing the dishes, Fang Ziqing went to the balcony to stretch. She looked up and saw the quilt she and Ren Chuyu made last night were hanging on the clothesline to the east. She walked over and touched it. It was soft to the touch. Comfortable, she rubbed her face up, and sniffed carefully, there was still the scent of Ren Chuyu on it, that faint fragrance.

After a while, she sat sideways on the bamboo garden chair beside her, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the quiet morning time.

At about half past eight, an unexpected visitor came to the house, and that person was Wei Xie.

She went straight to the study room, obviously she had already talked with Ren Chuyu on the phone before she came.

Fang Ziqing stood at the railing on the second floor and watched Wei Pei enter the study, while Qiao An stood beside her.

Qiao An endured and endured, but still couldn’t hold back: “Sister Ziqing, what is the relationship between that person and my sister?” She was the heroine of the last gossip.

“I don’t know,” Fang Ziqing lowered his head and frowned, “I never asked Chuyu.”

“Oh…”

Neither of them spoke anymore.

At this moment, Bai Yan opened the door and came out from the room, and the two of them directly looked at her together.

Bai Yan gave Fang Ziqing an annoyed look again, and went downstairs.

“This girl is really rude.” Joan snorted.

“I was wrong first,” Fang Ziqing sighed, looked at the study again, turned to Qiao An and said, “Do you want to go out for a walk?”

“Huh?” Qiao An asked with a blink of an eye, “Sister Ziqing, why don’t we stay here and watch?”

Fang Ziqing shook his head and smiled: “I can’t see, I can’t hear, so there’s nothing to stare at,” said with a hint of helplessness in his tone, “Standing here will only add to the boredom.”

After she finished speaking, she went downstairs, and Qiao An hurriedly followed.

After talking for a while, Ren Chuyu got up and went to the window. When she opened the curtain, she saw Fang Ziqing walking side by side with her younger brother, talking and laughing…

She stared at the two of them for a long time, and she didn’t listen to what Wei Yan said later…

“Chuyu?” Wei Xi had called Ren Chuyu just now, but Ren Chuyu didn’t respond, so she couldn’t help walking over curiously, following her gaze, “When did Fang Ziqing come back?”

Only then did Ren Chuyu come back to her senses, and she closed the curtains casually, “What did you just say?”

Wei Xi’s face is not happy…

Wei Yan didn’t leave until noon, and wanted to stay for lunch, but no one drove her away…

It’s just that the atmosphere at the dinner table is a little strange.

Only Wei Yan and Ren Chuyu were talking, and the others were silent, even Li Lan, who was always exquisite and capable, was silent, let alone the other three.

During the period, Wei Xi used the public chopsticks to pick up some food for Ren Chuyu, and every time she picked it up, Fang Ziqing glanced at the food, then poked the rice in the bowl…

Ren Chuyu could catch her reaction from the corner of her eye…

In the end, Chuyu didn’t eat the food that Wei Yan had picked up, which really pleased Fang Ziqing.

After lunch, Wei Xi reluctantly left.

The corner of Fang Ziqing’s mouth was curled up, and he carried the quilt back to the bedroom. After being exposed to the sun like this, the quilt was warm and comfortable to cover.

She sat on the edge of the bed and waited, but Ren Chuyu didn’t come over, she was still sitting on the sofa in the living room taking notes…

She got up and opened the door to look out, Ren Chuyu still kept her head down and continued to work.

Fang Ziqing thought while pressing the tip of his nose with the back of his hand. Just now, he hugged the quilt and walked past her on purpose. This implied that it was obvious that it was time for a lunch break. Why didn’t she respond…

Fang Ziqing waited for another three or four minutes, and finally lost his composure and walked over.

She squatted in front of Ren Chuyu and asked softly, “Going to take a lunch break?”

Ren Chuyu neither looked at her nor paid attention to her, and was still writing with a pen…

“You need to rest more…so that your body will heal quickly…”

Ren Chuyu raised her eyes and glanced at her, Fang Ziqing immediately stopped talking.

She got up, sat beside Ren Chuyu, wrapped a pillow in her arms, and stayed quietly by the side.

After more than ten minutes, Ren Chuyu stopped writing and got up. She went to the bedroom, closed the curtains, changed into her pajamas, lifted the quilt and lay down in it. Fang Ziqing followed closely behind, bending down and getting in just like her.

The indoor light is soft, neither bright nor glaring, very comfortable.

Both of them were lying flat with their eyes closed, neither of them speaking.

After a while, Fang Ziqing turned over very lightly and slowly, and slowly stretched out her hand to the position under Ren Chuyu’s waist, and then began to massage gently.

Ren Chuyu’s body froze at first, and then gradually relaxed…

In order to facilitate the movement, she carefully turned the person over, hugged him sideways in her arms, and continued the previous movement.

Ren Chuyu kept her eyes closed and didn’t say a word.

Fang Ziqing pressed her down repeatedly until the person in his arms fell asleep.

Fang Ziqing couldn’t bear to sleep, and kept looking down at the person in his arms, serious and focused, seeing that she was about to wake up, Fang Ziqing closed his eyes.

Ren Chuyu went to the study after taking a nap. She did nothing but sat at the desk in a daze, lost in thought.

It wasn’t until the man knocked on the door with a glass of fruit juice that she casually picked up the booklet on the side and looked through it, and then answered…

Fang Ziqing put the juice on one side of the table, didn’t say a word, just sat on the other chair in front of the table, quietly accompanying her.

The air was silent, two or three minutes later, Ren Chuyu

I reached out to pick up the juice and drank it.

In Fang Ziqing’s heart, there seemed to be green grass protruding, and he was full of joy.

After eating and taking a bath in the evening, everyone rested early.

The two were still lying on the same bed, the curtains were not drawn, and the moon was still bright tonight.

The two lay on their sides, staring at each other in silence.

Ren Chuyu closed her eyes first, then Fang Ziqing leaned over and pecked her on the lips.

Ren Chuyu didn’t refuse, so she boldly began to grind and entangle with him, trying to absorb the fragrance from her mouth…

Ren Chuyu’s body is very soft and very fragrant, she knew this when she was in school… She hugged Ren Chuyu tightly in her arms, and forcefully released the burning emotions that she had endured for many years… The two kissed deeply Devotion is also emotional, and there are voices of exhortations pouring out from time to time…

She half-folded on Ren Chuyu’s body, kissing and sucking on the pit of her neck delicately, panting in a hurry…

Fang Ziqing was about to lose control, but she also considered Ren Chuyu’s physical discomfort… She used her reason to suppress the unspeakable desire in her heart, stood up and got out of bed…

Tonight, the wind is clear and the moon is bright…