Second marriage itch

Chapter 41
My heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and sharp pain spread from my heart.

I wanted to run away, but I was afraid of hearing Xue Duyun's answer.But his feet seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't move half a step.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you go in?"

Yang Wei's voice suddenly came from behind me, which startled me.

The door quickly opened from the inside, and Zhuo Fan stood inside the door and looked at me.

"Do you want to eat? There are still in the kitchen." I tried my best to look calm.

Zhuo Fan came out with one hand in his pocket, "I'm a little hungry, third child, let's go down and eat something."

After speaking, he hooked Yang Wei's neck and went downstairs with him.

When I walked in with the porridge, Xue Duyun had already taken off his shirt, my eyes quickly passed over his upper body, and I didn't dare to take a second look.

"I cooked skinny porridge with preserved eggs, I wonder if you like it?"

Xue Duyun put one hand behind his head and stared at me leisurely.

"As long as it's cooked by you, I love it."

What Zhuo Fan said earlier made me feel very uncomfortable. I was about to put down the porridge and leave, but Xue Duyun suddenly said, "Hey me."

I'm short of breath.

He raised his bandaged right hand, indicating that his hand was inconvenient.

This is indeed a problem.

I took a deep breath, sat down on the edge of the bed, blew spoonful after spoonful and fed it to his mouth.

I always feel that he is staring at me all the time, I dare not look at him or stare at his body, I can only stare at the spoon.

"A bit salty." He said suddenly.

"Ah? Is there?" All my uneasiness and other messy emotions were broken by his words.

"If you don't believe me, try it."

I may have lost my mind, so I just picked up the spoon that fed him and ate it.

I took two sips carefully and said, "I always have a mild taste, and I don't think it's salty."

When I fed it again, Xue Duyun had a smile in his eyes and didn't open his mouth.

I suddenly realized something, and I wondered if he had a cleanliness freak and thought I had eaten this spoon?

I blushed all of a sudden, "I'm going to change the spoon."

After I finished speaking, I was about to stand up, but he suddenly took my hand and put the porridge into his mouth.

He not only ate the porridge, but also licked off the porridge sticking to the spoon.

He held my hand, licked the spoon in my hand, and kept his eyes on me. This picture really makes people blush and heartbeat.I felt as if there was an electric current passing down the spoon from his tongue, and if he hadn't held my hand, I might not even be able to hold the spoon steadily at this moment.

"Shen Yu." He called in a low voice.

"Huh?" I was nervous and couldn't say a word.

He suddenly grabbed the back of my head, and the bowl in my hand fell to the ground with a snap.

As I fell over, he kissed me.

This kiss was neither aggressive nor domineering, it could be called gentle.I can't stand such tenderness at all.

The door was quickly pushed open, and I wanted to bounce open immediately, but Xue Duyun held my head too tightly.

"Sorry, continue."

Zhuo Fan's voice seemed to be laughing. He must have rushed up when he heard the sound of the bowl breaking.

The door was closed again.

He is very skillful, and I push him less and less.From resistance to addiction, I even felt for a moment that even if I drowned in this mud algae, I would have no regrets.

He kissed me for a long time before it was over. When we let go, we looked at each other, he was panting, and my breathing was also very fast.

"Do you like it?" He evoked a fascinated smile.

I like it, but I didn't say anything, Xue Duyun let my head rest on his chest, Chiguo's chest was pressed against my face, the heartbeat was so close.

Once and for a while, it is very powerful. After listening to it, I will be calm.

Later, Xue Duyun spoke for a long time.

"Shen Yu, everyone has their past, you have your past, I have mine, before without you, I didn't like to go back to this home, it feels too empty, and living alone is too lonely. Do you remember the first time you cooked in the kitchen? As I said, there was a woman cooking in the kitchen, and I suddenly felt a little bit at home. Cooking in the kitchen with you that day, I I suddenly feel that this is really a home. I really like to see you wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen, it’s very beautiful.”

It has to be said that Xue Duyun is a man who is too good at talking, or in other words, he is too good at pleasing women.

Just a few words like this have already made me not want to worry about anything else, just want to tie an apron for him, wash my hands and make soup.

"I was cooking with you in the kitchen that day, and I suddenly felt that this is what life should be like. I really want to spend my whole life with you."

He is too magnanimous, I admire, but also moved.

I think Xue Duyun should have guessed that I heard him talking with Zhuo Fan earlier, so he said this.

I don't want to worry about anything anymore. A woman who has experienced a failed marriage doesn't dare to hope for a vigorous love anymore, but she still longs for a long and steady life.

I got up from him, and asked something irrelevant in my head.

"are you full?"

After Xue Duyun was obviously taken aback, his smile deepened, and he pulled me over suddenly, and said hoarsely in my ear, "I'm not full, how are you going to feed my husband?" Dishonest.

Heat rushed to my face, I didn't expect him to deliberately misinterpret my meaning like this, I quickly pushed him away and stood up, pulling my hair behind my ears in embarrassment.

"Zhuo Fan and Yang Wei are still below, I'll go down and clean up the dishes."

When I knelt down to pick up the pieces of the bowl, Xue Duyun said, "Be careful with your hands, use a broom to sweep."

Feeling warm in my heart, I went to get a broom, swept up all the debris, and carried it downstairs.

Zhuo Fan and Yang Wei should have eaten, and they are sitting on the sofa in the living room.

When I came out after washing the dishes, Yang Wei went outside to the balcony, and Zhuo Fan sat on the sofa alone.

I wiped my hands and walked over, and sat down on the sofa at a distance from Zhuo Fan.

"You probably think I'm not good enough for him?" I kept smiling.

Zhuo Fan froze for a moment, took the cigarette from his mouth, and after a while, he suddenly smiled.

"You heard what I said earlier. Just treat me as a fart. Maybe something like this happened today. I'm not so clear-headed. Don't worry about it! You and him are very good. We used to be afraid that he would not get married. , alone for the rest of my life.”

Alone for life?What a heavy word.

He is such an excellent man, many women like him, why is he lonely all his life?

Zhuo Fan stopped talking, put the cigarette in his mouth, and frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

"Do you like Luoluo?" I asked him bluntly.

He looked at me, not in a hurry to give me an answer, there seemed to be a trace of entanglement in his eyes.

"He said I'm a scumbag." He laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "I guess she doesn't like a scumbag like me."

I swallowed quietly and looked at him very seriously.

"Zhuofan, Luoluo looks tough on the outside, but she is very fragile on the inside, and she is a very insecure person. Unless you really like her, just be friends. I don't want her to be hurt."

Zhuo Fan shook the soot and smiled reluctantly, "What? You also think I'm scum, I'm not good enough?"

I quickly shook my head, "No, that's not what I meant."

Zhuo Fan is still smiling, but that smile is a bit dazzling.

"I know, I've figured it out, he's Miss Qianjin, and I'm a nightclub gangster, not a stranger."

I realized I might have said something terrible today and was too busy explaining.

"I'm sorry, Zhuo Fan, I hope you don't misunderstand me. I don't mean anything else. Although Luoluo's family is rich, you should understand that she doesn't have the airs of Miss Qianjin. She doesn't feel safe because of her father. , Her father divorced her mother when he was rich, and later found a woman who was not a few years older than her as a stepmother, so Li Luo doesn't really believe in love, but I believe that sincerity will definitely move her."

Zhuo Fan was silent for a long time before he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up, picked up his jacket and said, "I don't know if I like her, to be honest, I am also an insecure person, and , Sincerity, I want to have it, but I am afraid of it. Since it is impossible, I will kill it in the cradle. It’s nothing. She has a straightforward personality, I like it, and it’s good to be friends. I’d better continue to play in the world. "

What he said was a bit self-defeating, and I suddenly regretted talking to him today.

"I'm leaving first, you go up and take good care of Duyun." Zhuo Fan said.

Yang Wei also came over from the balcony, ready to leave with him.

"Wait a minute." I called him suddenly.

Zhuo Fan stopped, put his clothes on his shoulders, and didn't look back.

"I have two more words to say."

"Say." He tilted his head slightly, with a particularly strong taste of unruliness.

I stared at his back and said, "The first sentence, Luoluo has never been in love before, because she doesn't believe in love, she looks very sophisticated in everything, but in fact she has no experience at all, she is very simple."

After saying this, I saw that Zhuo Fan's back was a little stiff.

"Secondly, although Luoluo is good at kung fu, she never stands out for people she doesn't care about."

Zhuo Fan turned around slowly, glanced at me, his frown slowly loosened, and his lips curled up as if suddenly enlightened.

"Let's go." He put his arm on Yang Wei's shoulder and left.

When I went upstairs, thinking of Xue Duyun's ambiguous words earlier, I was a little afraid of entering his room, so I went back to my room lightly.

He said earlier that he was dizzy, and he might have fallen asleep by now.

Thinking of this, I went into the bathroom to take a shower with peace of mind.

When I finished the shower and opened the door wrapped in a towel, I was startled.

Xue Duyun was propping up the wall with one hand, blocking the bathroom door with his upper body bare.

Like waiting for me!
(End of this chapter)