The aches all over her body reminded her of the intoxicating love between man and woman last night. She was drunk, but that didn't mean she had lost her memory. That sharp pain that was unbearable to recall was an imprint in her heart that could never be erased.
After such a night, she would no longer be the same Xiang Xiaochuang.
The helplessness caused by the grief made her almost burst into tears. If Du Jiawen left now, she thought she would cry until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and she would be out of breath.
However, next to Du Jiawen, she even refused to let out a whimper. The feigned strength suddenly collapsed when his hot body pressed against her.
All the strength in her body seemed to have been suddenly taken away, and she could no longer lift her up even a little bit. She was soft from the joints of her bones, so he could pick her up and hug her...
Du Jiawen frowned: "Can you give me a little expression?"
Xiang Xiaochuang quickly squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, but two huge tears rolled down along the smile marks...
"Okay, I won't scare you anymore..." Du Jiawen shook his head helplessly.
She had already drained all her strength from him, and the slap he threw at her was not very painful. It was just because his face was so painful that it screamed all over her body.
Seeing her being so weak for the first time, a certain part of her heart quietly softened.
"You scared me..." Xiang Xiaochuang sobbed. Those tears seemed to have opened the floodgates and could no longer be stopped. She wiped them off with the back of her hands, but new tears rolled down in groups.
Luo. She rubbed it awkwardly with the backs of her hands in turn, but she just wiped more and more.
Du Jiawen took out the tissue and watched her hurriedly tidying herself up a little bit, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he looked stubborn, he suddenly felt like a jade mountain had collapsed. Although he didn't cry loudly, the silent tears he held back made him feel as if he was being grabbed, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
If time could go over again, would he still use such a tough method to take her under his wings?
"It's so ugly..." It was clear that my heart hurt, but what came out of my lips was this sentence, with a thin layer of complaint.
"I...I am...not a beauty." Xiang Xiaochuang was sobbing, so his words were a little choppy. But it sounded a bit pitiful.
Du Jiawen sighed: "A good morning was ruined by you like this. Forget it, if there wasn't an important meeting in the morning, I wouldn't have let you go so easily. I wanted to meet you again... once...
…Stay at home and don’t leave. The hourly workers don’t make lunch, so you can order takeout by yourself.”
Xiang Xiaochuang didn't expect him to let her go so easily, and was a little surprised. His eyes, which had just been washed by tears, were as clear and twinkling as the morning star in the sky.
"Remember, you are not allowed to leave home even half a step!" Du Jiawen stood up to get dressed, and when he saw her shrinking back into the quilt again, as frightened as a little rabbit, he couldn't help but sigh.
Is he so scary?
It seems that this lover needs to be trained well by him. But training her is also a kind of pleasure... After calmly tidying up his appearance, Du Jiawen actually has a strong nostalgia for this room that he is used to.