Jiao Luan

Chapter 339 Kind Reminder
Cheng Che stretched out his hand, hugged Cheng Wei, and told the stunned Thrush: "Go fetch water."

"Yes, do you want to call a doctor?" Thrush, who was always articulate, stuttered.

Cheng Che kept his eyes on Cheng Wei's left and right, and said in a deep voice, "No need, the third girl is too tired."

Not long after, Thrush came over with a soft basin towel, stood at the door, and paused.

Cheng Che had already put Cheng Wei on the couch, and sat next to her with his back to the door, the two of them clasped their hands tightly, feeling like no one else could get in.

Huamei shook her head, shaking off the strange feeling in her heart, and walked in with the basin: "Second Young Master, the water is here."

As she spoke, she dipped the soft towel into the eight-treasure pattern enamel washbasin, wrung it dry and leaned forward to wipe Cheng Wei's face.

Cheng Che reached out and took the soft towel: "I'll do it."

Huamei just stood there, silently watching the second young master wipe the girl's face inch by inch with a soft towel, with a concentrated expression and gentle movements, which made them who serve the master ashamed.

After Cheng Che wiped Cheng Wei's face, he took her hand again, carefully wiped off the ink on it, then turned to look at Huamei, and ordered: "Go and prepare some sweet soup, and bring it when the third girl wakes up. "

"Yes." Huamei walked out with the washbasin in her hand, standing at the door and couldn't help turning her head, always feeling that the picture was too warm, so warm that it made people feel a little strange.

If so, if only the future son-in-law can treat the girl as well as the second son...

Bah, bah, what is she thinking nonsense, the uncle's kindness to the girl is of course different from the second son's kindness!
But what's the difference?

Huamei was a little confused, but for some reason she didn't dare to think deeply, so she hurried out with the washbasin in her hand.

The door closed, and the world seemed to be quiet, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Cheng Che stared at the sleeping face of the person on the couch, sat there for a long time, and finally couldn't help stretching out his hand. His slender fingers traced down her brow bone a little bit, depicting the face that he was already familiar with in his bones.

In the end, the knuckle-boned fingers stopped by the lips, and just touched the girl's soft and cold lips, as if being splashed by sparks, they shrank back hastily.

Cheng Che's expression became so terrified that he bit his lip. After all, he didn't make any other movements. He got up and came to the desk as if fleeing, and picked up the rice paper all over the table to look at.

The room was getting dark gradually, Huamei pushed the door open with a creak and entered, seeing that Cheng Che didn't turn around, she walked lightly to the candlestick and lit the lamp.

The room suddenly brightened up, but it seemed even quieter.

Huamei glanced at Cheng Wei who was still sleeping soundly, then quietly glanced at Cheng Che who had been standing by the desk for an unknown how long, and then quietly retreated out.

When the sound of closing the door sounded, Cheng Che seemed to wake up from a dream, striding back to Cheng Wei's side, under the light of the candle, his expression was a little uncertain.

Could Wei Wei be possessed by a ghost again?

Although his demeanor before falling asleep is still familiar to him, but how to explain these amazing poems?
Concern makes chaos, the second young master Cheng thinks about it more and more something is wrong, so he is determined to reach out and pinch Cheng Weiren.

Cheng Wei wrote poems for several hours in a row, and the hard-hitting person couldn't bear it. At this time, he was sleeping deeply, and suddenly felt some pain, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open it.

Cheng Che grabbed Cheng Wei's wrist with his backhand, and said eagerly, "Wei Wei, wake up!"

Hearing an extremely familiar voice, Cheng Wei immediately found a safe direction, rolled over, and rolled directly into a warm embrace.

This time, it's finally solid.

A comfortable grunt came from the girl's throat, just like when the fat fish was acting like a baby.

Cheng Che was originally sitting on the side of the couch, but now his hands and feet were stiff, and he was in a daze, but the person in his arms was still restless, so he rubbed his face against his arm, as if he had found a comfortable place, and his face refused to let him go. Moved it away, and put it there to sleep in the dark.

Breathing lightly and shallowly, the warm breath sprayed on the elbow.

Cheng Che suddenly felt an electric current running down his back.

He stood up abruptly.

Cheng Wei lost her support, and suddenly fell down. As soon as her face was about to hit the ground, Cheng Che's movements were faster than his brain's reaction, and he grabbed her into his arms.

Cheng Wei opened his eyes immediately, and looked straight at Cheng Che.

Cheng Che forgot what to do for a moment, and looked at Cheng Wei stupidly, expressionless.

Cheng Wei came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "Second brother, why are you holding me?"

The hoarse voice was like a small spark, causing the current that had disappeared to surge again, and it went where it shouldn't go without obeying its control.

When Cheng Che opened his mouth, his voice was terribly hoarse: "You almost fell just now..."

Cheng Wei hugged Cheng Che's waist, recalled it for a while, and suddenly said: "By the way, I seem to have fallen asleep. Second brother, how long have I been asleep?"

Seeing Cheng Wei's calm expression, Cheng Che felt ashamed, and heaved a sigh of relief. He put her back on the couch and said, "It's less than an hour."

He pulled a stack of rice paper that smelled like ink: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Cheng Wei didn't answer right away, but frowned for a moment and asked, "Second brother, are you sick? The voice is so strange."

"Really?" Second Master Cheng's ears turned red quickly, and he pretended to be calm, "It may be that the weather changes greatly in the morning and evening, and his throat feels uncomfortable."

"That's it, then I'll let Huanyan make some autumn pear paste for you to eat." Cheng Wei reached out and stroked Cheng Che's forehead, "Your face is also red, could it be that you have a fever?"

Cheng Che waved Cheng Wei's hand away, met her surprised gaze, and his face was tense: "Second brother is fine, it's just...just wearing too much."

As he spoke, he tugged at the collar as a cover, but because of too much force in his panic, he tore the collar open.

Cheng Wei's eyes moved down and landed on the protruding Adam's apple and delicate collarbone, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

Cheng Che was in a bad mood, frozen there like petrified, and forgot how to react for a moment.

Cheng Wei suddenly fell into deep thought.

The second brother actually took off his robe in front of her!She, what should she do?
I always feel sorry for myself for not doing anything.

But what if the second brother becomes angry if he does it?
But the second brother is so active, he clearly expects her to do something, right?

Cheng Wei accidentally touched Cheng Che's Adam's apple, completely unable to hide his true nature as a disciple: "Second brother, you are different from me..."

"Cheng Wei!" Cheng Che got up suddenly, and scolded angrily, "Why can a girl's house be touched at will!"

He turned around suddenly, took a deep breath, trying to calm down the strangeness of his body as soon as possible.

Too bad, the second brother was really angry, but she didn't do anything!
"Second brother—" Cheng Wei called out to Cheng Che, and seeing that he still ignored him, she kindly reminded, "If you don't fasten your clothes, Huamei and the others will find it very strange when they come in."

(End of this chapter)