Wife is Not Divorced

Look at a small silver lock.

Tang Li: "…"

As expected of Chu Chisi, amazing.

She knocked on the door with the ointment, only to hear a faint voice: "Come in."

Tang Li opened the door carefully, and the mist came blowing, like fine snow, but it quickly dispersed into the air.

The sound of water was quiet, and the fragrance spread lightly.

Chu Chisi sat on the sink, wearing a black silk pajamas, leaning slightly to look at her.

The silk was extremely black, and she was born white again. When she raised her hand, the silk cloth collapsed downward, revealing a small section of her delicate and moist wrist, which was particularly dazzling in the dim light.

The drops of water dripped down the long hair, and there was a soft "click" sound,

It fell on Tang Li's heart.

"That ointment," Chu Chisi leaned down, and her long hair fell with strands, almost swept across Tang Li's cheek, "Did you bring it?"

His throat was dry and hoarse, like a spark.

"Take... take it." Tang Li's voice was a little stuck, she avoided the other party's sight, tilted her head and handed over the ointment.

Her fingertips slid across the palm of her hand, like the slender tentacles of a butterfly, causing a fine itch.

Chu Chisi chuckled: "Thank you."

She was sitting on the sink, her legs dangling in the air, her wrists and ankles were still wrapped with bandages, and the white gauze was taken apart a little, but it was only loosely wrapped.

The scars left by the rope binding have not disappeared. The red marks are engraved on the delicate and white skin, and there is a hint of coquettish charm, a faint and gorgeous dignity.

Delicate and delicate, distant and unattainable.

Tang Li turned around and wanted to leave, but the door to the bathroom was closed with a "knocking" sound, kicked off the back of her slippers and rubbed against her waist, hooking her back like a snake.

He put his arms on his shoulders, wrapping her around.

The long black hair was draped over his shoulders, and when his shoulders moved, a few strands slipped off, gently and skillfully caught Tang Li's breath.

"Don't go, talk to me."

The water vapor moistened her long hair, with a few strands sticking to her forehead. There was a bit of water in her eyes, and when she looked at people, she was very slender, and her ruthlessness was more emotional.

Chu Chisi leaned down, wrapped his arms around Tang Li's neck, and put his knees on his waist, and snuggled up like that.

Full of light fragrance, full of delicate and soft.

Tang Li subconsciously wanted to push her away, but Chu Chisi tightened her neck a little bit, her lips were close to her ears, her voice was so gentle, but sharper than a blade:

"This room... is also your task?"

His long hair fell down his shoulders, and a strand or two just brushed the back of Tang Li's hand, spreading a faint coolness.

"Suppose, the manager has issued an indefensible task for you, asking you to mark me strongly against my will."

She asked, "Will you do the same?"

Chu Chisi's wrist is so thin that it can be easily wrapped in the palm of his hand. The reddish fingertips were dyed with a thin layer of light, so beautiful that one wanted to put them in the mouth and taste them carefully.

She stroked Tang Li's cheek and rubbed it lightly.

"Will you obey the manager's orders, or will you be so hesitant because of me? Are you worried about my feelings?"

Chu Chisi's eyes were reddish, and his voice was hazy, looking thin and fragile.

She has no weapons, she is alone, like a frightened little master who needs to be comforted by herself.

Tang Li's voice was hoarse: "I—"

His voice and breathing were blocked by his fingertips, and the fragrance of plants and trees penetrated into his chest, quietly and slowly spreading to the depths, wildly growing lush and dense branches and leaves, covering the sky.

The little master murmured, rubbing the tip of his ear affectionately and tenderly, his voice soft enough to melt into water: "You are hesitating, you are hesitating, right?"

"So, will you obey my orders?"

Five fingers slipped along the jaw line, touching Tang Li's throat.

So soft, so delicate, eating away the warmth on your skin inch by inch: "Will you listen to me?"

The fingertips rubbed and scratched the thin flesh, as if there were invisible black shackles, trapping Tang Li in it, and could never escape.

Yeah, I'm a real gambler.

I'm betting on your heart.

The author says:

Tang Li: Suxiao Jiuxin Pill's movements are becoming more and more proficient. Why, I won't say. (tears) (tears)

【Broken thoughts】

Overwhelmed by cute and lovely comments, so happy, so happy! Everyone is so talented!

Is there any nutrient solution that can be fed to the poor student Tang who can only watch and can't eat? Today is still over a hundred thousand days!

【Citations and Notes】

①: From "Hometown" - "This is just like the road on the ground; in fact, there is no road on the ground, and there are many people who walk, and it becomes a road."