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Chapter 149: Obviously not! (Please subscribe)

Cheng Fang looked at Wang Nuoyan with a smile.

She thought she didn't hear it.

Little did he know that his ears were so powerful that he could hear anything.

But he didn't tease Wang Nuoyan anymore.

Instead, he said, "Look at you. You've been taking care of me for most of the day. You don't need me to do that at night. I'm fine on my own."

Wang Nuoyan nodded at first, but was still worried. After helping him back to the bedroom, she simply cleaned the bay window, making a space for him to lie down and sleep, and then made the bed for Cheng Fang.

Wang Nuoyan doesn't talk much, but she really knows how to do it.

Finally, Wang Nuoyan looked weak and somewhat reluctant as she walked up to him, tilted her head, unbuttoned his shirt and belt with a blushing face, and took off his clothes bit by bit, leaving only a pair of shorts.

"Go to sleep." He said, gently holding Cheng Fang's back so that he could lie down.

Cheng Fang was embarrassed by Wang Nuoyan's appearance, "Just go back to your room and sleep. You don't have to watch over me."

However, Wang Nuoyan did not say anything and still stood next to Cheng Fang.

After Zhen helped Cheng Fang lie down on the bed, Xianhui helped him get into a comfortable position.

Wang Nuoyan turned around and went out, went back to the cabin and changed into a white silk nightgown with suspenders, and came back holding a small pillow. After closing the door, Wang Nuoyan put the small pillow on the platform of the bay window, sat down and looked at Cheng Fang, and wanted to draw the curtains. Soon there was a squeak, and the bedroom was suddenly dark and nothing could be seen.

One minute……

five minutes……

ten minutes……

Cheng Fang couldn't fall asleep listening to the sound of breathing not far from his ears.

Wang Nuoyan didn't seem to be asleep either. The buckwheat pillow made a crackling sound, and her head seemed to change positions repeatedly.

Cheng Fang cleared his throat, "...Wang Nuoyan?"

Bang, the lamp on the table turned on immediately, "Say."

"Ahem, it's nothing. I just asked you if you slept."

There were some wrinkles on Wang Nuoyan's face from the pillow. "No, today, well, I'm not too sleepy today."

Cheng Fang said: "Me too, there are too many things in my mind and I can't sleep. Well, how about we talk?"

"say what?"

"Yes, what should I say?" Cheng Fang also turned around, and through the dim light of the desk lamp, he could see Wang Nuoyan's fair and slightly rosy face.

"You can say whatever you want."

"Really?"

Seeing Wang Nuoyan nod gently, Yu Bai quickly looked over and asked some questions that he really didn't know how to describe.

"Noyan, are you willing?"

"I, I don't know!" Wang Nuoyan stumbled.

In fact, what Wang Nuoyan said was probably true. Cheng Fang should be grateful for his identity as a Qing University student, plus Wang Nuoyan’s help. “Wang Nuoyan, you are awesome. I love you to death.”

Wang Nuoyan blushed and said nothing more.

"Are you sleepy?"

Wang Nuoyan nodded softly.

"Then you take a rest?"

Cheng Fang looked at the pillow on the desk and said, "Why don't you go to bed and sleep too."

"No, no." Wang Nuoyan quickly shook her head.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything." Cheng Fang said, "I feel bad seeing you sleeping on the table. Either you go to bed or go back to the guest bedroom. You choose one."

Wang Nuoyan's lips moved slightly, she glanced at the bed, thought for a long time, and finally walked over slowly and carefully sat down beside the bed. A few days ago, we were actually frank with each other, but the atmosphere was not the same as normal, but it was a bit fake to be too shy.

She was worried that Cheng Fang would have something to do in the middle of the night, so she didn't leave. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out to turn off the light and gently lay down on the open space next to Cheng Fang.

Soon, the night grew darker, and the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.

Buzz, buzz.

I originally planned to sleep, but there were mosquitoes in the house today, and they were so noisy that Cheng Fang still couldn't sleep.

About ten minutes later, Cheng Fang was no longer sleepy. Afraid that Wang Nuoyan would catch a cold at night, he kicked the quilt down a little, lifted his ankle, and covered Wang Nuoyan's calves and feet with the quilt. Unconsciously.

The sole of Cheng Fang's foot touched a warm little foot. It was slippery and the skin was very soft. Cheng Fang's heart skipped a beat and he didn't want to take it away. Instead, he stopped next to her little foot. The sole of his foot was faintly visible. Put it on her instep and feel the delicateness on it.

Wang Nuoyan was probably fast asleep, she was motionless and her breathing was even.

Cheng Fang slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Nuoyan's charming profile. He closed his eyes and smelled the scent of a mature woman wafting from her body. He felt peace and warmth in his heart.

Buzzing, the mosquito was still harassing Cheng Fang. It was particularly annoying today. There were mosquito bites on his thighs, arms, and neck.

Crunch, crunch. After a while, the sound of fingernails scratching flesh could be heard on Wang Nuoyan's body. Her little hands were scratching her thighs.

"Wang Noyan?"

"Ok?"

"You were bitten by a mosquito too? I guess they sneaked in just before closing the window."

"There seems to be mosquito coils at home. I'll go look for them."

Bang, the desk lamp was turned on, and dim light illuminated the bedroom.

Wang Nuoyan was half-sitting on the bed. There was an obvious red bump on her right thigh. She scratched it twice, feeling itchy, and then stretched her neck to search around the room.

Cheng Fang blinked and finally opened his eyes to the light. He looked at the wall, the sheets, and the air. Finally, he found traces of mosquitoes on the wooden box next to the bed. It was a Hua Bu Liu Qiu. He quickly stood on the bed, bent over, and stepped away from the poisonous mosquito. He stretched out his hand and swatted it away, but after thinking about it, he couldn't move his right hand.

"Wang Nuoyan, do you have an electric mosquito swatter?"

He quickly glanced around and saw it again. Cheng Fang asked Wang Nuoyan, who was hiding in front of the cabinet, to think of a way to kill it.

After searching the cabinets and not finding any mosquito coils, Wang Nuoyan got up and came back. She didn't have an electric mosquito swatter, but she was not afraid of mosquitoes, so she just wanted to drive them away.

When Wang Nuoyan was chasing away mosquitoes, she was standing next to Cheng Fang. Inevitably, the view under her skirt was in Cheng Fang's sight. Liu Qingqing was moving, and naturally her two beautiful legs from ankles to thighs were clearly seen by Cheng Fang.

Wang Nuoyan seemed to realize something quickly. She hurriedly tightened her thighs, covered her skirt, and without saying a word, fanned the mosquitoes with her hands.

After a while, Wang Nuoyan got out of bed to wash her hands. When she came back, there was a bottle of toilet water in her palm. "How many bites did you get? Do you want me to wipe them for you first?"

"You wipe yours first."

"Oh, wait a moment."

Wang Nuoyan spread her thighs under the light, dropped a few drops of the fragrant and slightly cool liquid on them, and spread it evenly.

"...I'm fine. What about you, where is the sting?"

Cheng Fang stretched out his legs, "There's one on my feet, one on my body, and one on my neck."

Wang Nuoyan half-knelt and walked to the end of the bed. She lowered her head and touched Cheng Fang's feet to search. She was very gentle and obedient. She immediately poured the floral water from the glass bottle, then gently touched it and spread it softly with her fingers, then looked up.

Wang Nuoyan smeared toilet water all over his neck and other parts of his body, which made Cheng Fang feel cool and comfortable. For a while, a not-too-bad smell drifted into the room.

"I wiped four, um, are there any other places?"

"It's gone."

"Then, did I turn off the light?" "Wait a minute. I still feel a little itchy. Is your toilet water expired?"

Wang Nuoyan blinked her eyes and looked at the glass bottle. Why didn't she feel itchy anymore? So she asked with concern: "Really? Could it be that you are allergic?"

Cheng Fang opened his mouth and said, "I don't know, but it's really great. Several of the bumps are itchy. Wang Nuoyan, don't you feel itchy?"

Cheng Fang pretended that he couldn't move his hands at the moment, looking pitiful.

Wang Nuoyan pursed her lips and whispered, “Then, then shall I scratch it for you?”

"Is that okay? Wouldn't it be too much trouble for you?" That's what he said, but he already stretched out his legs completely unceremoniously.

Cheng Fang blinked his eyes and said miserably, "Excuse me, hurry up a little bit, hiss, whoosh, it's so uncomfortable. I can't scratch it when I feel itchy. This kind of feeling is not something ordinary people can bear."

Wang Nuoyan really turned her head and moved forward. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly stretched out her hand.

Cheng Fang turned around, took a deep breath with satisfaction, and let her hand rest on his back.
Wang Nuoyan looked at the wooden floor and asked, "Is it here?"

"A little further down."

"here?"

"Go further down, yes, that's it!"

Wang Nuoyan used her hands to relieve his itch, but she didn't dare scratch him with her nails for fear of hurting his skin. She just rubbed it a little bit with her fingertips, very gently.

Cheng Fang's expression relaxed, and the uncomfortable feeling receded like a tide. However, a feeling of excitement rose up again uncontrollably. Wang Nuoyan is really good at taking care of people!
midnight.

In the dark bedroom.

"Are you still itchy?"

"One more thing, um, you can use a little force. You can squeeze the little bag on my arm."

"...This, like this?"

"Move bigger, hiss, yes, that's it!"

In fact, no matter how itchy it is, it will not be itchy anymore if you drop some floral water and rub it gently. Cheng Fang is not itchy either, but he coaxes Wang Nuoyan to tickle him, and then she coaxes him to rub herself. He is so naughty.

But the bad thing is that the treatment is comfortable.

Wang Nuoyan bit her lower lip and said softly: "Is it okay now?"

"Ahem, that, it's still a little worse."

Wang Nuoyan also understood what was going on, so she withdrew her hand, turned her head and ignored Cheng Fang.

"Don't worry, Wang Nuoyan, I'm itchy."

Seeing that playing the victim was useless and Wang Nuoyan remained unmoved, Cheng Fang had a new idea in his head: "Okay, now that you have helped me scratch my itch, I have to help you too."

Cheng Fang stood up and gently placed his left hand, which had just been pretended to be paralyzed, on Wang Nuoyan's arm.

Wang Nuoyan turned around fiercely: "What are you doing!"

"You've been taking care of me for a long time, I can't wait for you." Cheng Fang was justified.

"I'm not itchy!"

"No, you're itchy."

Cheng Fang didn't care whether she was itchy or not. He found the mosquito bites on her body and started scratching them for her.

"Is this strength appropriate?"

"I'm not itchy!"

"No, no, no, you are really itchy from being bitten!"

"What about here? Let me pinch it for you."

"I'm not itchy!" Wang Nuoyan repeated it countless times with a red face.

"I think you must have been bitten quite badly by mosquitoes."

"Ah!" Wang Nuoyan pushed Cheng Fang unhappily, "You're so annoying!"

After a while, the two stopped fighting.

"Thank you for today. Well, go to bed early. Remember to cover yourself tightly so you don't catch a cold."

"Well, good night to you too."

"Good night."

The next morning, the living room table was covered with breakfast.

Today, Cheng Fang's mental state has improved ten thousand times. He is refreshed and full of energy. If it weren't for the gauze and ointment wrapped around his hands, no one would be able to tell that he is still a patient.

Cheng Fang was quite sad. During this period of time, he really understood how much a woman like Wang Nuoyan could make a man's heart beat fast. She was so wonderful.

dinner's ready.

Wang Nuoyan held a spoon and fed Cheng Fang porridge mouthful by mouthful, blowing on it from time to time for fear of scalding him.

After eating, Cheng Fang smelled a bit of toilet water on himself.

He was indeed not clean at the moment. He had been to the hospital yesterday and had sweated a lot. It was time for him to take a shower.

Wang Nuoyan washed the dishes, and the bath towels remained silent.

But Cheng Fang obviously knew Wang Nuoyan's intention. She is like that, she doesn't say much, but she will help you do everything in a very gentle way.

"Okay, actually just wipe your body. You don't need to wash it so thoroughly. It's almost enough."

In the bathroom.

After what happened yesterday, Cheng Fang relaxed a lot and sat on the plastic chair without moving.

Wang Nuoyan was much better than before, she wrapped Cheng Fang's hands with plastic wrap and let water run. Then she tested the water temperature and used the shower head to spray it on him.

Although Cheng Fang repeatedly told him not to bother, Wang Nuoyan still did not delay. She carefully picked up the bath towel and began to scrub his back. Drops of water accidentally splashed on Wang Nuoyan, making her suspender nightgown a little translucent.

"Wang Nuoyan, it's OK."

"It's not clean yet, please wait a moment."

Not only his back, Wang Nuoyan also rubbed his thighs, chest and even feet with a bath towel.

Looking at the handfuls of mud that fell down, as a southerner, if someone else comes to rub you in the shower, that's it. Cheng Fang said with a smile: "I've never rubbed it all the time. I can't reach it."

Wang Nuoyan didn't dare to look blindly, and her eyes fell on the bath towel. Wang Nuoyan was from the north, and her bathing habits were indeed different from Yu Bai and the others. She whispered: "You can't wash yourself clean if you bathe like that. If you want to scrub your body in the future."

After saying a word, there was no sound.

"That's great. From now on, I, Wang Nuoyan, will help you take a bath."

Wang Nuoyan obviously ignored the topic that she couldn't answer: "Can you try the water temperature? Your skin might be a little sensitive after you just rubbed it. I'll rinse your body for you."

"Well, the water temperature is right."

"Then raise your hand a little."

Splash, splash, the warmth in my heart seemed to flow along with Liu Qingfei's small hands and the water, around my body, and finally into the drain.

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