957. Chapter 957 Love Thoroughly, Hurt Thoroughly【61】
As if she was feeling very uncomfortable, she pouted uncomfortably, "Ugh...it's so itchy..."
Feng Churui took off her clothes and saw that the wound was scabbed. He saw that her hands were grabbing harder and harder, and the sound of her nails scratching on her skin became louder and louder. He quickly grabbed her hands and said, "Don't scratch." "
It was really uncomfortable and she couldn't scratch it with her hands. Wu Xuewei suddenly became dishonest. When her hands were restrained, she kicked randomly with her legs, kicking her legs and whimpering in discomfort.
She made such a fuss and made such an uncomfortable and pitiful gesture that the tenderness in his heart instantly disappeared. He was afraid that she would scratch the scabs that had formed, so he had no choice but to lie down next to her and hold her in his arms. He walked into his arms, grabbed her hands, and whispered in her ear: "Go to sleep. You won't itch when you fall asleep. Be good."
This night is destined to be difficult.
The soft and delicate body twisted in the arms from time to time, and the fire was started unconsciously, making him suffer from the torment of hopelessness while he was awake.
Finally, in the second half of the night, she fell asleep and settled down, and he was able to close his eyes and sleep peacefully.
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The next day, when Wu Xuewei woke up, she was completely stunned.
Who can tell her what is going on?
How could Feng Churui sleep next to her, and what was going on with the arm resting on her belly?
Why was his chin touching the hollow of her shoulder?
God, she was obviously drunk last night, why did she feel like he was the drunk one now?
Otherwise, why would he be lying on the same bed with her?
If I read it correctly, this is indeed her room.
The inner world was already in turmoil. She pulled away his arm across her belly and stood up carefully.
"Where are you going?" He stretched out his arm, wrapped it around her waist again, and pulled her back to the bed.
Lying back heavily, the mattress shook, and her heart swayed uneasily. She stared blankly at the ceiling, unable to adapt to being so close to him when both of them were awake.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Feng Churui wasn't annoyed. He pulled up the quilt to cover her, got out of bed and walked out. When he reached the door, he stopped and turned around and said, "Get up, after breakfast, I'll take you with me." Go get your hair done.”
Her yellow hair is an eyesore no matter how it looks, but it is still as beautiful as before, naturally black, so well-behaved and elegant.
Wu Xuewei grabbed a piece of her hair and brought it up to look at, "What kind of hair do you want to do? I think my current hairstyle is pretty good, and I don't want to do it."
Feng Churui crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame with his long body, looking at her knowingly: "Do you want to get up on your own initiative, or should I help you?"
If he helps, how can he help?
Wu Xuewei curled her lips and was about to think about it by herself, but then she thought about what she heard at the door of the private room last night, and her mood fell to the bottom in an instant.
"Don't worry about me from now on. I don't need you to worry about me. My affairs have nothing to do with you."
"It has nothing to do with me?" Feng Churui narrowed his eyes, straightened up, walked towards her slowly, and pinched her chin. She was forced to raise her head and look up at him, "Yes, it has nothing to do with you."
"I want your first night, doesn't it matter?" Feng Churui's voice was low, and there was no expression on his elegant and handsome face, but the light in his dark eyes was particularly sharp.
Wu Xuewei opened his hand and bit it down hard. He frowned but did not shake her away. After a long time, she threw away his hand and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. She became angry and said, "It doesn't matter, everything has nothing to do with you! You I’m about to get married, why do you care what I do! A dog is nosy like a mouse!”