The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 92 He beat her (1)
At night, the whole town became extremely quiet, with only the moonlight shining on the ground.

Qiao Guan glanced at the silver light coming in from the gap in the window, and then heard the sound of "ding dong ding dong" in the kitchen, and was crushed to the bone for a moment.

She turned her head, and the soft lips brushed against the side of his face inadvertently. Due to the high fever, the temperature of the skin there was higher than usual, so she only felt the heat under her lips, as if being scalded by hot water. Yes, it bounced off with a "bass".

But there was only so much room for her to move around, and she couldn't find a way to get out after rubbing around. Instead, because of this series of struggles, she felt that the "steel plate" on her body became harder.

Qiao Guan's face turned red from being crushed, but he didn't dare to make too much noise. After a moment of silence, he leaned into his ear and said, "Brother Lang, I'm going back."

The gentle warm air mixed with the girl's unique breath penetrated into his ears, as if a thousand thin needles brushed through his heart, and the numb and itchy touch made his body tense again.

In the dark, Qiao Wan couldn't see the other person's face, but he could slightly feel the obvious stiffness of his body, pushing his hands on his chest, and what the soft palm touched was one piece after another of lean muscles.

Is this person actually awake?

She paused, and sniffed vigorously, her nostrils were filled with his slightly burning body odor.

Immediately, she blushed, and couldn't help thinking of Wang Hong. Wang Hong had the habit of wearing perfume. She didn't know what cologne was, but when he approached her in the previous life, she just felt like a spring breeze, and the smell was particularly good. In this life, when I smell the familiar smell again, I can't help but feel dizzy, and the former liking has become evasive.

But now...

The two got very close, and every breath she breathed in was his breath.

She sniffed vigorously again. Fu Tianlang didn't have the habit of wearing perfume. Usually his smell is very natural and very light, but now that he just had a high fever and sweated, his body odor was heavier than usual, which is a sign of a man's fortitude. The smell is not unpleasant, and she actually likes it after sniffing carefully.

Qiao Guan blushed, turned over and finally found a gap under the "steel plate". Just as she was about to move and get out of the bed, the man's arms tightened and directly pressed her into the corner of the wall.

She was stunned for a while, listening to his steady breathing, and her small body was restlessly trying to survive in the cracks.

But she moved, she moved, and she moved again, but he was steady, betting on her only way out like a wall.

After a while, Qiao Wan lay in his arms, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, she was so tired that she lost her strength.

Her eyes finally adapted to the darkness, but she turned her head sideways but couldn't see his face, she could only feel the warmth buried in her neck.

Qiao Guan sighed deeply, turned over and found a comfortable position, but after a while, she still couldn't help muttering: "Brother Lang, you're going to crush my chest."

The little meat bun that she grew up with great difficulty.

Fu Tianlang: ...

After another long while, Qiao Guan noticed that Fu Tianlang seemed to have moved a bit, and no longer put the weight of his whole body on her, but a pair of arms as hard as iron were still firmly around her waist.

The next day, at dawn, Qiao Wan was awakened by a rooster crowing outside the house.

She blinked and looked at the mosquito net on top, then at the young man beside her, at his handsome and deep sleeping face...

scare!She actually fell asleep!
Qiao Guan's cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly got up from the bed before it was fully lit.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to touch his forehead, and when his palm touched the body temperature of a normal person, he breathed a sigh of relief, and slipped out like a thief.

Not long after the door was closed, the boy on the bed opened his eyes, his deep and dark eyes did not have the haze of just waking up, but instead had a faint light, and the inside was clear.

Qiao Wan returned to the room with a guilty conscience, poked his head to see the sleeping figure of the second sister, and then dared to take off his shoes and climb onto the bed.

But before the quilt was covered, Qiao Li turned over and said in a daze, "Why did you go to the toilet for so long?"

Qiao Guan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly covered his face with the quilt, murmured in response, but didn't speak.

Waiting for the breathing of the person behind her to calm down again, she looked relieved.

She buried her face in the quilt, but she couldn't fall asleep anymore. A sense of guilt about having an affair was slowly brewing in her heart, which made her dare not talk to Qiao Li for the whole day afterwards.

In the morning, Qiao Wan was washing in the toilet, and was about to spit out a mouthful of toothpaste froth when she saw Fu Tianlang's figure from a long distance away. Then he walked into the living room in despair.

I heard that there were some bad debts to be settled, so Dad Qiao went out early in the morning, and Mother Qiao was also busy in the kitchen. There was only a pot of porridge and a small plate of pickles on the table in the living room.

Qiao Wan scooped some into the bowl, drank a bowl with pickles, and was about to put the bowl down when he saw the black cat jumping up the wall.

It yawned and lay there lazily, meowing at her from time to time, the meaning was so obvious, it came to eat.

The early morning sun swayed into the courtyard, and occasionally birds chirped around, and the harmonious scene heralded the arrival of spring.

Qiao Guan lowered his head and scooped up another bowl of porridge, then carried it out the door.

The black cat gave her a sideways look, as if it disliked the food she provided.

"Why did you come out of that little room this morning?" The black cat "meowed", jumped off the wall, and still did not forget to tease her when looking back, "I didn't expect that today's children are so precocious, and it would be my age , I dare not even hold hands with boys."

He still didn't forget to tickle his fingers at her.

Qiao Wan stared at it for a while, looked at it dangling by his feet waiting to be eaten, raised his hand, and drank the porridge in the bowl.

The black cat was stunned at the time, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and it screamed "hiss" at her fiercely.

Qiao Wan turned a deaf ear and went into the kitchen with the bowl.

In the afternoon, as the sun was setting, Qiao Wan was not in a hurry to go home, but instead went to the school's reference room.

The school's reference room is located in a small abandoned utility room, which is not often cleaned by people, so there is a lot of dust. Qiao Guan coughed, came in with a rag, and only talked to the administrator, "The head teacher asked me to leave." I'll clean up" excuse, got into the innermost layer.

(End of this chapter)