Chapter 47 Coexisting in the same room
"Stop laughing." Wang Qiong immediately said seriously, "Sit down, and I'll help you with the medicine."
Wang Qiong helped Fu Zibo to sit down, and immediately rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find disinfectant, cotton swabs and medicine, dipped the cotton swab in disinfectant to find the place where he was injured, pulled his hair away, Wang Qiong stared at the place with wide eyes Fortunately, the wound was not very deep, and the skin was broken, "It's okay, it's not serious, I'll disinfect it for you."
Wang Qiong gently wiped the wound with a cotton swab, "It may hurt a little, bear with it."
Wang Qiong was very close, Fu Zibo's forehead almost touched her chin, and his eyes fell on Wang Qiong's chest impartially, and he seemed to be able to feel the ups and downs through the suit.
Fu Zibo was annoyed about what he was looking at and thinking about, and why he would think of what happened that night every time he saw Wang Qiong.
"Okay, it shouldn't be a big problem. I rubbed some medicine and it will be fine soon." Wang Qiong tightened the disinfectant, put away the cotton swab and put it in the medicine box, looked at his watch, "I'll check the time It's getting late, you should go back, just pay attention when taking a shower."
"But I'm a little dizzy right now." Fu Zibo wasn't lying, the stroke just now was really hard, which made his head a little dizzy.
Wang Qiong blinked, "Then what should I do, I'll take you back?"
"It's okay, you can live with me, anyway, you've been living there for several days." Fu Zibo touched his forehead, he wasn't very sleepy at first, but now he was very sleepy, "But my head hurts too much Now, let me rest first." He was already lying on the bed, resting with his eyes closed.
"Okay, then you take a rest first, I'll take a shower first, I didn't take a good shower in Korean private houses, I'm so uncomfortable." Wang Qiong took her clothes and went to take a shower.
The room is not very big, and the bathroom is next door, and it is only separated by a glass door. There is a film on the glass door, and people can be seen vaguely.Fu Zibo heard the sound of pattering water and the sound of slippers from time to time, and he couldn't help thinking of some pictures in his mind.
Fu Zibo shook his head, reassuring himself that it must be because his brain was smashed, ignoring that it was his truest thought.He likes Wang Qiong, that's why he has this idea.Or has he not touched a woman for too long?
Fu Zibo gritted his teeth to stop himself from thinking about that aspect.
After taking a shower, Wang Qiong changed into her pajamas, and walked out in long clothes and trousers. She washed her hair, and her hair was a little wet. The wet hair fell down in curly arcs. Wang Qiong took it and hung it on the glass door. He wiped off the dry towel on his bed, and seeing that Fu Zibo was still lying down, he still seemed to be suffering, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Are you okay, if you really can't do it, you can go to sleep."
"I sleep here, what do you do?" Fu Zibo frowned, "You want to sleep with me?"
"If you don't mind, I don't mind." Wang Qiong teased, came over and sat on the bed, wiping her hair vigorously with a towel.
"Why don't you use a hair dryer?" Fu Zibo asked immediately after seeing that she still couldn't dry her hair after so much effort.
"The hair dryer is broken. I said I wanted to buy one before, but I forgot. I was thinking about not washing my hair before I took a shower, but I just took the shampoo and washed my hair straight away. "Wang Qiong also admired her brain very much, "It's really useless, I always forget some things, what I was going to do, and I forgot when I walked there and turned around."
"Let me wipe it for you. If you wipe your hair, you will pull it off." Fu Zibo stretched out his hand, motioning for her to give him the towel.
"Forget it, you've become like this, and you still have to wipe my hair. I'm fine, I'm used to it often." Wang Qiong took another dry towel and wiped it, "Are you going to sleep on the bed?" Here or send you back?"
"Are you inviting me?" Fu Zibo wondered whether what Wang Qiong said was true or false, always feeling unreliable.
"If you want to live, I will ask if you want to." Wang Qiong narrowed his eyes, "Just give me an answer."
"Stay, you've said that, of course I want to live." Fu Zibo was not polite, took off his shoes and lay down on the bed. Wang Qiong's bed was unexpectedly soft, and it had her own scent, which smelled very good. Very reassuring.
"Okay, you sleep on the bed." Wang Qiong pulled the sofa chair away, unexpectedly turned into a bed, took out the quilt and blanket from the closet and covered it, Wang Qiong lay on it, and the sleepy bug came immediately Patronized, "Oh, finally able to sleep well."
Fu Zibo's face was sullen, no wonder he could be allowed to live here, there was a folded sofa bed, watching her yawn tiredly, Fu Zibo didn't say anything.
"I'm going to sleep, good night." Wang Qiong closed her eyes without waiting for Fu Zibo to say anything, and soon there was the sound of even breathing, and she was already asleep.
But Fu Zibo couldn't sleep no matter what, the lonely man and widow were in the same room, and the other party was a woman he had a relationship with, even if he was a modest gentleman, he couldn't stop him from dreaming.Under the light, Wang Qiong's sleeping appearance is really cute, with her head slightly propped on her hand, and there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Good night." Fu Zibo said softly to Wang Qiong, turned off the light, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
In the morning, Fu Zibo was woken up by the biological clock as usual. He didn't change his clothes yesterday, but now he felt extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, there were spare clothes in the car, so Fu Zibo immediately went to get the clothes and came to take a shower.
The door of the sanitary napkin was unlocked. Fu Zibo frowned. Isn't this woman afraid that someone will come in and see her all? She doesn't even install the lock.He was in this room yesterday, wasn't she afraid of him breaking in, she was too relieved of him, and she expected that he would not do such a thing.
Fu Zibo took a shower while thinking, the bathroom is not very big, it can accommodate at most two people, and there are stairs on the top, which makes it even more crowded.
Such conditions cost 3000 yuan, and the rent is so expensive.Such a small place is really aggrieved, it's a shame that Wang Qiong has lived for so long.
After taking a shower, Fu Zibo looked for towels everywhere, only to remember that the towels were outside the glass door. How does this woman usually wipe her body? Does she always come out to dry her body when no one is around?
The more Fu Zibo thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. It's a good thing she can live in such a small place, so she must change it.Just as he was thinking, the glass door suddenly opened, which shocked Fu Zibo, but he saw someone walk in with his eyes closed, walked straight to the toilet, lifted the lid of the toilet, turned around, his hand was already Grab the pants.
Fu Zibo's breathing almost stopped, "Wang Qiong, what are you doing!" Did she forget that there was a man in the room, so casual!
(End of this chapter)
"Stop laughing." Wang Qiong immediately said seriously, "Sit down, and I'll help you with the medicine."
Wang Qiong helped Fu Zibo to sit down, and immediately rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find disinfectant, cotton swabs and medicine, dipped the cotton swab in disinfectant to find the place where he was injured, pulled his hair away, Wang Qiong stared at the place with wide eyes Fortunately, the wound was not very deep, and the skin was broken, "It's okay, it's not serious, I'll disinfect it for you."
Wang Qiong gently wiped the wound with a cotton swab, "It may hurt a little, bear with it."
Wang Qiong was very close, Fu Zibo's forehead almost touched her chin, and his eyes fell on Wang Qiong's chest impartially, and he seemed to be able to feel the ups and downs through the suit.
Fu Zibo was annoyed about what he was looking at and thinking about, and why he would think of what happened that night every time he saw Wang Qiong.
"Okay, it shouldn't be a big problem. I rubbed some medicine and it will be fine soon." Wang Qiong tightened the disinfectant, put away the cotton swab and put it in the medicine box, looked at his watch, "I'll check the time It's getting late, you should go back, just pay attention when taking a shower."
"But I'm a little dizzy right now." Fu Zibo wasn't lying, the stroke just now was really hard, which made his head a little dizzy.
Wang Qiong blinked, "Then what should I do, I'll take you back?"
"It's okay, you can live with me, anyway, you've been living there for several days." Fu Zibo touched his forehead, he wasn't very sleepy at first, but now he was very sleepy, "But my head hurts too much Now, let me rest first." He was already lying on the bed, resting with his eyes closed.
"Okay, then you take a rest first, I'll take a shower first, I didn't take a good shower in Korean private houses, I'm so uncomfortable." Wang Qiong took her clothes and went to take a shower.
The room is not very big, and the bathroom is next door, and it is only separated by a glass door. There is a film on the glass door, and people can be seen vaguely.Fu Zibo heard the sound of pattering water and the sound of slippers from time to time, and he couldn't help thinking of some pictures in his mind.
Fu Zibo shook his head, reassuring himself that it must be because his brain was smashed, ignoring that it was his truest thought.He likes Wang Qiong, that's why he has this idea.Or has he not touched a woman for too long?
Fu Zibo gritted his teeth to stop himself from thinking about that aspect.
After taking a shower, Wang Qiong changed into her pajamas, and walked out in long clothes and trousers. She washed her hair, and her hair was a little wet. The wet hair fell down in curly arcs. Wang Qiong took it and hung it on the glass door. He wiped off the dry towel on his bed, and seeing that Fu Zibo was still lying down, he still seemed to be suffering, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Are you okay, if you really can't do it, you can go to sleep."
"I sleep here, what do you do?" Fu Zibo frowned, "You want to sleep with me?"
"If you don't mind, I don't mind." Wang Qiong teased, came over and sat on the bed, wiping her hair vigorously with a towel.
"Why don't you use a hair dryer?" Fu Zibo asked immediately after seeing that she still couldn't dry her hair after so much effort.
"The hair dryer is broken. I said I wanted to buy one before, but I forgot. I was thinking about not washing my hair before I took a shower, but I just took the shampoo and washed my hair straight away. "Wang Qiong also admired her brain very much, "It's really useless, I always forget some things, what I was going to do, and I forgot when I walked there and turned around."
"Let me wipe it for you. If you wipe your hair, you will pull it off." Fu Zibo stretched out his hand, motioning for her to give him the towel.
"Forget it, you've become like this, and you still have to wipe my hair. I'm fine, I'm used to it often." Wang Qiong took another dry towel and wiped it, "Are you going to sleep on the bed?" Here or send you back?"
"Are you inviting me?" Fu Zibo wondered whether what Wang Qiong said was true or false, always feeling unreliable.
"If you want to live, I will ask if you want to." Wang Qiong narrowed his eyes, "Just give me an answer."
"Stay, you've said that, of course I want to live." Fu Zibo was not polite, took off his shoes and lay down on the bed. Wang Qiong's bed was unexpectedly soft, and it had her own scent, which smelled very good. Very reassuring.
"Okay, you sleep on the bed." Wang Qiong pulled the sofa chair away, unexpectedly turned into a bed, took out the quilt and blanket from the closet and covered it, Wang Qiong lay on it, and the sleepy bug came immediately Patronized, "Oh, finally able to sleep well."
Fu Zibo's face was sullen, no wonder he could be allowed to live here, there was a folded sofa bed, watching her yawn tiredly, Fu Zibo didn't say anything.
"I'm going to sleep, good night." Wang Qiong closed her eyes without waiting for Fu Zibo to say anything, and soon there was the sound of even breathing, and she was already asleep.
But Fu Zibo couldn't sleep no matter what, the lonely man and widow were in the same room, and the other party was a woman he had a relationship with, even if he was a modest gentleman, he couldn't stop him from dreaming.Under the light, Wang Qiong's sleeping appearance is really cute, with her head slightly propped on her hand, and there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Good night." Fu Zibo said softly to Wang Qiong, turned off the light, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
In the morning, Fu Zibo was woken up by the biological clock as usual. He didn't change his clothes yesterday, but now he felt extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, there were spare clothes in the car, so Fu Zibo immediately went to get the clothes and came to take a shower.
The door of the sanitary napkin was unlocked. Fu Zibo frowned. Isn't this woman afraid that someone will come in and see her all? She doesn't even install the lock.He was in this room yesterday, wasn't she afraid of him breaking in, she was too relieved of him, and she expected that he would not do such a thing.
Fu Zibo took a shower while thinking, the bathroom is not very big, it can accommodate at most two people, and there are stairs on the top, which makes it even more crowded.
Such conditions cost 3000 yuan, and the rent is so expensive.Such a small place is really aggrieved, it's a shame that Wang Qiong has lived for so long.
After taking a shower, Fu Zibo looked for towels everywhere, only to remember that the towels were outside the glass door. How does this woman usually wipe her body? Does she always come out to dry her body when no one is around?
The more Fu Zibo thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. It's a good thing she can live in such a small place, so she must change it.Just as he was thinking, the glass door suddenly opened, which shocked Fu Zibo, but he saw someone walk in with his eyes closed, walked straight to the toilet, lifted the lid of the toilet, turned around, his hand was already Grab the pants.
Fu Zibo's breathing almost stopped, "Wang Qiong, what are you doing!" Did she forget that there was a man in the room, so casual!
(End of this chapter)
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