Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Qi Shu looked at Zhao Ling, but before he said anything, a smile appeared on his lips.

He asked: "Waiting for me?"

Zhao Ling always felt that this was a bit strange, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was right, so he said "hmm".

Qi Shu also walked over and sat down by the bed. When he saw Zhao Ling subconsciously moving to the side, his eyes flashed slightly but he didn't say anything.

Zhao Ling said, "I want to discuss with you whether to make a new bed?"

"What are you doing to make a bed?" Qi Shu asked knowingly, "This bed is enough for our family of three to sleep on. If you feel crowded, then I will find someone to make a small bed and let Xiaohua sleep next to it."

Seeing Zhao Ling raise his eyebrows in surprise, Qi Shu said warmly: "The eldest daughter avoids her father, I understand."

Zhao Ling: "..."

She was silent for a moment, then looked at Qi Shu and said seriously: "Have you ever thought that I actually want you to sleep in another bed?"

If ordinary people heard this, their expressions would immediately change.

Qi Shu said with a smile: "I never thought that we are husband and wife, how can we sleep in separate beds? If we want to separate, it is with Xiaohua. But she is still young, so she can understand if she sleeps with us."

Zhao Ling was speechless.

Everyone in the live broadcast room laughed.

[Beautiful scholar, you are right, this is the logic]

[I was laughing so hard, look at Xiao Zhao’s expression]

[From hesitation to shock to speechlessness...this true portrayal of emotions can be written into an acting textbook]

[I really didn’t expect that beautiful people and talented people actually have this kind of nature]

[If a man chases a woman, he must be shameless.]

[Look closely at Qi Xiucai and rush!!]

【Will the beautiful scholar take action tonight? I really want to see it.】

[Xiaohua is here, there are no adult activities possible]

[What we are saying is, even if there are adult activities, we can’t watch them]

【I hate mosaics!!】

[No matter what, just give me a kiss and a hug, I want to take some sugar]

【……】

Everyone was shouting excitedly, but the two people beside the bed fell into a strange silence.

After a while, Qi Shu turned his head first, looked at Zhao Ling's half-dried hair and said, "Shall I help you wipe your hair again?"

Zhao Ling, however, hid as if frightened, and even looked at Qi Shu warily, saying: "No, it's already done."

Qi Shu smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and said: "Give me that cotton cloth, my hair is not dry yet."

After Zhao Ling heard this, he turned his attention to Qi Shu.

This man's hair is thick and black, and he is so beautiful that even women feel ashamed. It is true that the Creator loves him. Not only his facial features are well shaped, but even his hair is not spared.

Zhao Ling handed over the cotton cloth and got into bed.

Qi Shu glanced at Xiao Hua, who was already sleeping soundly, and said softly to her: "You should sleep in the middle. Otherwise, if you sleep outside, you will always worry about falling."

Zhao Ling thought so too, and Xiaohua was a girl after all, so it would be better to sleep with her mother.

She moved and lay down next to Xiaohua.

Probably because I was tired during the day, my shoulders and back of my neck felt sore as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Zhao Ling hasn't felt this way for a long time.

She frowned, reached out and pinched her back, and the next moment, another warm hand came up.

Zhao Ling was startled, and quickly turned around to look, and saw Qi Shu lowering his eyes and saying softly: "I'll squeeze it for you."

The live broadcast room exploded instantly!

[Pinch what shoulder? Is this where you should pinch? 】

[Xiucai Xiucai, look at me, boldly stretch your hand forward!]

[If you don’t pinch where you should pinch, why should someone pinch your shoulders?]

【No future! It makes me anxious to death】

[Legal couple, scholar, please take the initiative]

[Don’t encourage me, Xiao Zhao still seems to be resisting]

[Not really resisting, but I found that Xiao Zhao seems to be very wary]

[Hahahahahaha, blindly guessing Xiao Zhao’s solo solo, otherwise I wouldn’t be so at a loss]

[Don’t be afraid, Xiao Zhao, isn’t he a man? Hold on still]

[Xiao Zhao, go up and show Qi Xiucai a certain eight taboos]

[Please exercise restraint, if you chat too much, be careful of being reported and blocked from the live broadcast room]

【……】

Hearing this, Zhao Ling raised his eyes and looked at Qi Shu's pure eyes without impurities. He was silent for a moment and then nodded in acquiescence.

Qi Shu's five fingers moved along the acupuncture points behind her shoulders, probably massaging the sore areas. Zhao Ling snorted softly.

Qi Shu asked in a low voice: "Is it too strong? Should I be lighter?"

Zhao Ling shook his head, feeling quite comfortable after the pain.

Qi Shu looked at Wen's frail and delicate appearance, but his hand strength was not weak at all, and the key was that he controlled it just right. With this technique, Zhao Ling felt that it would be enough to open a massage parlor for him.

After massaging his shoulders for a moment, Qi Shu looked at the back of Zhao Ling's head and said, "You lie down, and I'll massage your back too."

Zhao Ling thought about it and didn't refuse.

In the past, she often went to the master for massage. Qi Shu was now her nominal husband. What happened to the massage on her back?

Then I thought about it again, Qi Shu's appearance is still stunning, and you can't find it even if you go to a massage parlor and pay more.

Zhao Ling did some ideological work for himself, lay down on the bed obediently, and closed his eyes enjoying himself.

Qi Shu held her long hair aside, looked at Zhao Ling with a smile, and then tapped and pressed down Zhao Ling's back.

I have to say that Master Qi's skills are really good. All the fatigue and aches during the day immediately became much easier after this session.

Zhao Ling put his hands on his chin, feeling a little sleepy.

Qi Shu behind him was extremely restrained, pressing down from his shoulders to his back, stopping every time he reached his waist.

A woman's waist is a sensitive area and cannot be touched easily. Qi Shu kept this in mind.

Zhao Ling's willingness to let him get in touch was already a big step, so he didn't dare to try too hard.

But Zhao Ling's waist was actually more sore, and he wanted Qi Shu to help him press the sides of his waist.

But every time the other party stopped there, she was too embarrassed to make a request, so she simply remained silent.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Ling felt sleepy, so he turned his head and murmured to Qi Shu: "Don't press it anymore, you are tired too, take a rest."

"Okay." Qi Shu retracted his hand obediently and stopped looking at Zhao Ling's face.

Zhao Ling was still lying down, but had closed his eyes.

The thick, curly long eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow on the eyelids.

Maybe it was because he had just taken a shower, or maybe it was the yellow and warm glow of the oil lamp that made Zhao Ling's lips extra soft and rosy.

Qi Shu's heart was inexplicably throbbing, his Adam's apple rolled rapidly, and then he quietly looked away.

"I blew out the lamp." His voice was very low.

Zhao Ling muttered in confusion, and there was no more movement.

Qi Shu curled his lips, got out of bed and blew out the lamp, then quickly returned to bed.

He lay down on his side facing Zhao Ling, looking at the other person's bright eyebrows, his eyes became gentle.

Zhao Ling seemed to have noticed in his sleep that there were more people around him, so he moved back unaccustomedly and turned his back to Qi Shu.

Qi Shu watched quietly, until he heard Zhao Ling's breathing became steady and long, then he tucked the other person under the quilt and hugged him with the quilt.