"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are your faces so red?" Shen Mochen couldn't help but wonder when he saw that Taozi took a long time to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw her red face.
"Uh...no..." Taozi blushed and stood in front of Shen Mochen.
Shen Mochen gently stretched out a hand and touched her forehead. After making sure that she had no fever, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked into Taozi's room.
Taozi looked at him awkwardly.
"What's wrong? Why are you nervous?" Shen Mochen asked with a frown as he saw Taozi fidgeting.
"Um...why did you come to see me?" Taozi wrung her hands together nervously, and her big, watery eyes were a little evasive, not daring to look at him.
"I can't come to you if you have nothing to do?" Shen Mochen sat casually on the edge of Taozi's bed, raised his head and glanced at Taozi, who was standing still, and said narrowly: "Then you have nothing to do and stay in my room all day long.
Well?"
"Yes..." Taozi still had the plot in the novel just now in her mind. When she saw Shen Mochen sitting on the edge of her bed again, she was afraid that he would lift the pillow and see the novel just now.
"What were you doing just now?" Shen Mochen's dark and deep eyes swept over Taozi's body. The clothes were quite neat, and it didn't look like he was lying on the bed to rest. What's more, the quilt on the bed was placed at the foot of the bed.
There was no sign of spreading out at all.
"Just now...I was reading a book..." Taozi was stunned for a moment and whispered.
"Reading?" Shen Mochen looked around the room. There was nothing on the desk, and there was no book on the floor. "What are you reading? Why are you still so red now?"
"...Uh..." Taozi stood there at a loss like a child who had made a mistake. He glanced at the bookshelf next to him and whispered: "You were standing there just now reading "Jane Eyre" on the bookshelf.
When you knock on the door, I put the book back."
"Oh." Shen Mochen nodded lightly, stretched out his hand to wave to her, and said, "Come here."
"What are you doing?" Taozi walked slowly to Shen Mochen, but she didn't stick to him like usual.
Shen Mochen felt that Tao Zi was very abnormal today.
A slender palm gently grabbed Taozi's slender arm, and with a little force, Taozi, who was standing next to Shen Mochen, was pulled directly into his arms.
"You, you, you...what are you doing?" Taozi looked at Shen Mochen's face getting closer and closer, and was so scared that she almost stuttered. Don't blame her, wuwuwu, she just received some knowledge and education in that area.
, what is swirling in my mind at this moment are those fragrant and charming words.
After all, Tao Zi is still young, and she has always been comfortable calling Shen Mochen her husband since she was a child. In her heart, her husband is synonymous with Shen Mochen. Although there were times when she bravely jumped up to kiss Shen Mochen, she was still young at that time and didn't understand anything.
I just teased it, thinking it was fun.
She had never thought about the deeper meaning of her husband, nor did she know that besides kissing, there were so many "subsequent" intimate behaviors.
In short, Taozi hadn't had time to sort out her feelings at this moment, nor had she had time to digest the knowledge in the book. She even realized just now that the kiss Shen Mochen gave her before was not the way she usually kissed him.
kind of meaning.
Only this time, Shen Mochen didn't kiss her, but put his forehead against hers, frowned and said, "Your body temperature is normal, what's wrong with you?"
