Houfu Key Class

Xu Wan lay on top of him, not knowing where to put her hands. She paused for a moment, patted him on the shoulder, and then was hugged tightly by Zong Zhao. He put his chin on her shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Madam, dinner is ready..." As soon as Cuizhi came in, she saw the two of them sitting on chairs and hugging each other. Xu Wan had her back turned to her and couldn't see her expression clearly. She could only see that Zong Zhao's face didn't look good.

Cuizhi realized something was wrong, quickly put down the food, turned around and exited, closing the door behind her.

Xu Wan hugged him for a long time, feeling that his manic mood had calmed down, and then asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling better? Come over and have something to eat, otherwise it's easy to have trouble sleeping at night."

Zong Zhao reluctantly let her go, but instead held her hand. He said nothing, neither agreed nor refused.

He looked reluctant.

Xu Wan held his hand, raised it, and asked softly again: "Let's go? I'll go over and have something with you."

He said hoarsely: "Okay."

The tall man was like an obedient cat. She led him by the hand to the dining table and sat down. The dinner preparation was not simple, but Zong Zhao chose a bowl of lean meat porridge, holding Xu Wan in one hand and holding the spoon.

Quietly, not talking.

Xu Wan looked at his side face, and occasionally glanced at the hands they were holding tightly, feeling soft in her heart. He was so clingy, like a child who couldn't live without others.

The next development confirmed her guess.

After watching him eat dinner, she went to the bathroom to take a shower, and he sat outside and waited. It was not the bedroom in the back room, but sitting outside the bathroom and waiting, as if she felt uneasy once she left.

Xu Wan came out after washing and called him in. He hesitated for a long time and said: "I don't want to wash today."

Xu Wan: "..."

The reason you came up with is really false.

He looked like he just didn't want to go in by himself, but Xu Wan couldn't accompany him to take a shower, so she scratched her head and said tentatively: "Should I sit here and wait for you too?"

Zong Zhao hesitated for a few seconds before obeying.

Xu Wan laughed, he was really...

It's so different from usual.

At night, the two of them were lying on the bed, still facing each other, and Xu Wan wanted to talk to him and make him happy.

Before I could open my mouth, I heard him proactively ask: "Can I hold you to sleep?"

Xu Wan was speechless, nodded and said: "Okay."

The next moment, Zong Zhao rolled her up, including the quilt, like a big kangaroo.

This move made Xu Wan laugh out loud, and she joked: "Is it really useful for you to hug me like this?"

Zong Zhao said in a muffled voice: "Yes."

He just wanted to hold her.

Xu Wan thought for a moment, broke away from his arms, and got into his bed with Zong Zhao's disappointed eyes.

The woman's face suddenly appeared in front of him. Zong Zhao was caught off guard and felt that his heartbeat had skipped a beat.

Xu Wan put her hand on his waist, and the moment she raised her head, it seemed to be radiating light. At the moment when his chest was beating, Zong Zhao heard her ask: "Would it be more convenient to hold him like this?"

I don’t know for what purpose and what kind of thoughts, but Xu Wan just wanted to do this and said so.

The embarrassment and discomfort caused by Zong Zhao's sudden return, and the long time spent living with him day and night, all turned into clouds and disappeared.

Zong Zhao's trembling hands hugged her.

In such a silent night, there is no one to disturb, and you can't even see the expression on each other's face clearly. With the most direct physical contact, the barrier between them is broken, allowing them to get closer in the collision of body and soul. each other.

Xu Wan felt sleepy as he held her in his arms.

In a daze, I seemed to hear his hoarse voice saying: "I like you...for a long time, a long time, a long time."

Xu Wan was too sleepy to open her eyes, so she just rubbed against him and subconsciously replied: "I know, I know everything."

Zong Zhao paused, stroked her hair with his big hands, and whispered: "You don't know...it's been longer than you know."

It's been so long that the colors in her memories have faded, so long that...because of his inactivity, she didn't even know him, let alone remember him.

Xu Wan closed her eyes and muttered in confusion: "When was that, in the previous life?"

He didn't answer.

I don’t know if he fell asleep or not.

Xu Wan chuckled and said in a daze: "I'm talking nonsense..."

In the early morning, Xu Wan was woken up by the heat.

The weather in early autumn shouldn't be so hot. She opened her eyes and saw the source of heat in front of her, which was Zong Zhao's chest in white pajamas. Xu Wan's brain froze for a few seconds before she figured out what happened last night:

Zong Zhao was in a bad mood and slept with her in his arms all night.

They slept on the same bed.

It was she who took the initiative.

People are always very emotional at night, and extremely sober in the morning, especially when the person involved didn't get up early and go out early for the first time.

Xu Wan quietly stepped back, trying to maintain a comfortable temperature. Suddenly, she felt light, and Zong Zhao's arm on her waist was removed. Xu Wan quickly rolled into the bed, radiating the heat from her body towards the wall.

There was a rustling sound behind him. It was Zong Zhao who was getting up and getting dressed. After a while, he heard him say: "I'm going to wash up first. The clothes are placed on the small table next to the bed for you."

"Oh, okay." Xu Wan sat up from the bed, looked at his leaving figure, quickly grabbed her clothes and put them on.

Zong Zhao, who was clingy yesterday, was like a flash in the pan. When he woke up, he was back to his former self, observing etiquette and knowing what was right.

Xu Wan thought about it, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised. In fact, she felt that Zong Zhao, who was more clingy, was more fun. Although he was like a child, as if he couldn't live without her, his eyes and body only wanted to be close to her...

But this feeling of being strongly needed by others was really good.

When Xu Wan came out after washing up, Zong Zhao had already asked someone to send breakfast in.

She sat down, took the spoon he handed over, and asked casually: "Aren't you going out today?"

She regretted it after she said it. Zong Zhao had already found evidence. What he needed to do now was to settle accounts with the other two.

Zong Zhao drank a mouthful of porridge and replied in a calm tone: "No hurry, come one by one."

Xu Wan swallowed her saliva and thought to herself that it was true. General Zhao had just passed away yesterday, and this funeral would take several days at least.

She asked again: "Then do we still need to go over there?"

Zong Zhao said: "Originally, we did."

Xu Wan continued: "But?"

Zong Zhao handed her a pair of chopsticks and said calmly: "But I'm afraid I can't help it and smash his coffin."

Xu Wan: "..."

When it comes to calm madness, it has to be you.