Chapter 28: What Kind Of Suggestive Words Are These?!
This sudden downward force caught them off guard. Gu Jinrong was worried that Shen Qingzhi might fall, so she cushioned her arm beneath her.
Even though Shen Qingzhi was a bit tipsy, her natural tendency to act delicate hadn't changed. Even though she was the one who caused herself to stumble, she now held her arm that had brushed against the edge of the bed, whimpering in distress, resembling a small animal.
With one of Shen Qingzhi's legs blocking half of her body, Gu Jinrong couldn't easily get up. She lay on her side on the bed, bringing Shen Qingzhi's injured arm closer for examination.
After closely inspecting it, she found only a slight redness around the elbow, and no actual wounds.
Seeing that Gu Jinrong was about to disregard her and get up, Shen Qingzhi's expression of grievance intensified.
She held up her bumped arm, displaying it in front of Gu Jinrong, her watery eyes on the verge of tears.
"It hurts, blow it for me."
This person, so proud when sober, but turns into a spoiled child when drunk.
Unfortunately, Gu Jinrong fell for it. She looked at the adorable appearance of the young girl in front of her and felt her heart melting.
So she complied with the request and cradled the delicate arm, blowing on it gently as if it wasn't enough, and lightly massaging it.
Shen Qingzhi was quite satisfied with this care, emitting a contented hum from her nostrils.
Seeing Gu Jinrong stop, she extended her other completely unharmed arm, "Blow this side too."
They had been lying on the bed for nearly ten minutes. Gu Jinrong thought about getting up to change clothes, so she treated the other arm with a bit of neglect.
Shen Qingzhi was dissatisfied with Gu Jinrong's half-hearted approach and bit down on her nonchalant fingers in anger.
Unlike the last time when she was drunk, Shen Qingzhi didn't hold back this time. At first, Gu Jinrong felt a slight pang at her fingertip, but then came an endless ticklishness, a kind of tickle that went straight to the heart.
Her gaze darkened, and her usually gentle voice lowered, "Qingqing, bite again."
Shen Qingzhi raised her head in confusion, her little face flushed. Her beautiful eyes were full of puzzlement.
Gu Jinrong brought her fingertip to Shen Qingzhi's lips and coaxed, "Bite again, and then I will blow again."
This time, Shen Qingzhi seemed to understand. She opened her mouth and gently bit down on the slender fingertip, even playfully using her tongue to explore.
Gu Jinrong's arm went numb. Fortunately, she was already lying on the bed; otherwise, she might have fallen again.
Even though she had requested it herself, she was now feeling a bit overwhelmed. Panicking, she tried to retract her hand, saying, "That's enough."
However, Shen Qingzhi seemed to have found a new toy and was fully engrossed in playing. Seeing her toy about to be taken away, she pounced like a playful kitten chasing a ball.
This pounce caused most of Shen Qingzhi's body, which had been lying on its side on the bed, to press down on top of Gu Jinrong.
While Shen Qingzhi didn't manage to catch the finger, she ended up pressing onto something soft, diverting her attention like a monkey shifting its focus from one object to another.
Curiously, she used her hand to press down on the soft area, finding it quite elastic.
At this moment, Gu Jinrong's face turned even redder than Shen Qingzhi's drunken complexion. Unfortunately, she couldn't scold the mischievous drunkard for her unconscious hooliganism.
She firmly caught Shen Qingzhi's mischievous hand and forced herself to remain composed, saying, "Qingqing, get up first."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhi raised her head, her pretty face innocent and pure. She extended her fingertip to touch the spot that had just been pressed, creating a small indentation.
"It feels so comfortable when pressed here. Can you not put something in between?"
Gu Jinrong: !
What kind of suggestive words are these?!
Whether it was out of annoyance or being provoked, Gu Jinrong redirected her grip on Shen Qingzhi's restless little hand in a different direction.
"You have it yourself, touch your own."
Shen Qingzhi rubbed herself obediently, she is also soft and elastic, but she always felt that something was missing.
She looked up at Gu Jinrong eagerly, "This feels a little small, I still like yours more."
Gu Jinrong: ...
Do you know what you're talking about? I really want to record it so you can listen to it when you wake up.
It's too late to say it's too late, Shen Qingzhi's restless little paws stretched out again.
Gu Jinrong quickly pinned her down.
The grown-up drunk was a much more tormenting one than when she had been as a child, and she almost couldn't handle her.
Shen Qingzhi's hands were restrained by Gu Jinrong's grasp, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't free herself. She pouted and looked extremely aggrieved.
Well, not being allowed to play hooligan made her feel even more wronged.
Gu Jinrong's forehead was also slightly sweaty at this point, a strand of hair obstructing her vision. She didn't have a free hand to move it aside.
Her eyelids twitched repeatedly as she held onto Shen Qingzhi, trying to maintain her composure. With impeccable manners, she coaxed,
"Qingqing, do you still want to dance like a jumping deity? How about I play some BGM for you?"
In her slightly foggy mind, Shen Qingzhi tilted her head in thought for a moment. Eventually, she made a decision between continuing to play her game and do jumping deity.
"Alright, you have to join in too."
Gu Jinrong took a deep breath, clenched her teeth, and said, "Fine."
An hour later, Shen Qingzhi had finally exhausted her abundant energy and collapsed onto the bed, sleeping soundly.
Gu Jinrong was panting, feeling like her waist was no longer hers.
She had just been accompanying Shen Qingzhi in dancing, and she had endured quite a bit of hardship.
Although she had been trying to take it easy on the side, Shen Qingzhi wouldn't allow her a moment of rest. Every time Shen Qingzhi saw her movements slow down slightly, she would come and drag her to jump together.
It had been a long time since she had engaged in such high-intensity exercise. Although she had trained in martial arts for acting before, it was still systematic, unlike the current situation where they were completely messing around.
She sat at the edge of the bed, taking a moment to rest. Seeing the troublemaker who was sleeping peacefully beside her, she extended her fingers and pinched the rosy cheeks: You little rascal.
In the end, she sighed and supported her waist as she went to get a warm towel to help her clean up.
Shen Qingzhi had a dreamless night and slept for a full eight hours.
She blinked her eyes drowsily, realizing that the surroundings were somewhat different from where she usually woke up.
Uncertainly attempting to turn over, she realized that both her arms were tightly held, rendering her unable to move.
Gu Jinrong had also taken the rare opportunity to sleep in, but the commotion next to her quickly woke her up.
She opened her eyes and instinctively tightened the grip between her arms.
It wasn't her preference to sleep in such an awkward posture, but someone next to her had fallen asleep and was not being very well-behaved.
Shen Qingzhi, who had just woken up, had a slight headache. She was held tightly in someone's embrace, her back against something soft, and fragments of memories flashed through her mind.
In those fragments, she seemed to be chasing after something and ended up pouncing onto Gu Jinrong, even feeling the delightful sensation of...
The rest of the memories were a bit fuzzy for now, but those initial fragments were already quite shocking enough.
She is feeling a bit guilty at the moment, and she dare not show any anger while being restrained by the other, maintaining a posture of turning away from people, carefully confirming,
"I got drunk last night, I didn't… didn't do anything too excessive to you, did I?"
As she asked, she held onto a glimmer of hope: hopefully her memory stops there, I shouldn't be that kind of beast, right?
However, Gu Jinrong's words shattered her beautiful illusion. Her usually gentle and charming voice carried a hint of sorrow this time, making one feel oddly wronged while listening.
"Do you not even remember what you did yourself? My waist is almost broken from your antics."
Boom!
Shen Qingzhi suddenly felt thunderbolts in her mind. Although she has never been in a relationship, she usually reads novels and animations.
The content of this sentence is really too suggestive.
Combined with those memory fragments in her mind, a complete accident was pieced together.
She is really such a beast, taking advantage of drunkenness to…
Gu Jinrong is exceptionally beautiful, usually gentle and considerate. Shen Qingzhi had admired her from a very young age.
However, back then, she was too young, and those vague feelings hadn't had a chance to take root before being stifled. When they met again, resentment outweighed any fondness.
If it weren't for that unexpected kiss at the starlight ceremony, Shen Qingzhi wouldn't have realized she could have such different thoughts about someone.
Yet, she always felt conflicted about it, burying these small notions deep within her heart.
Only occasionally, during a fleeting glance at those tempting red lips, would a momentary temptation arise.
Still, she considered herself a person with self-control. Adults occasionally indulging in fantasies wasn't a big deal, as long as she didn't give in completely.
So, when talking to Gu Jinrong, she intentionally directed her gaze elsewhere, and it was quite effective as her daydreaming frequency dropped sharply.
However, no matter how much she calculated, she couldn't anticipate that she would actually let loose while under the influence of alcohol.
Even though they are legally married, the reality of their relationship was known to both of them.
At this point, even if Gu Jinrong accused her of something questionable happening within their marriage, it could be believable.
Shen Qingzhi, upon realizing this, wanted to slap herself hard: Is it too late to beg for mercy and admit my mistake now?
Gu Jinrong had no idea about the inner turmoil Shen Qingzhi was going through at the moment. She glanced at her phone; it was already nine in the morning. Luckily, she didn't have anything urgent to attend to that morning.
"Qingqing, what would you like for breakfast? It's getting a bit late, so I'll have to keep it simple."
As she spoke, she released her grip on Shen Qingzhi's arm, preparing to get up. However, as she was about to sit up, she accidentally twisted her waist.
"Hiss~"
Gu Jinrong supported her waist with one hand and let out a long sigh in her heart: I swear I'll never dance vigorously like that again in my entire life!
Hearing this painful exclamation, Shen Qingzhi felt even deeper guilt.
She got up, helped Gu Jinrong to her feet, placed a pillow at the head of the bed for her to lean on, and lowered her head, avoiding direct eye contact. "I'll make breakfast today, you rest for a while."
Saying that, she flipped out of bed and fled like a rabbit, disappearing without a trace.
Watching the figure disappear like a gust of wind, Gu Jinrong pinched the pillow behind her and a smile played on her lips.
My Qingqing is really considerate, knowing she exhausted me last night and now she's taking the initiative to show care.
Shen Qingzhi quickly finished her morning routine and entered the kitchen to prepare a sincere apology in the form of a hearty breakfast.
Though she was usually attended to by others, she wasn't completely clueless when it came to cooking, at least a bit more knowledgeable than her own mother, Shen Wangshu.
In Gu Jinrong's kitchen, ingredients were abundant. Apart from the perishables that needed to be delivered every two days or so, any non-perishable item was neatly stocked in the fridge and cupboards.
Shen Qingzhi took out her mobile phone and started searching: What supplements should a woman eat when she loses energy and blood? What should a woman eat when she is weak?
After reading for a while, she finally made up her mind.
Gu Jinrong leisurely finished her morning routine and when she arrived in the kitchen, she happened to catch sight of Shen Qingzhi's bustling figure.
She wanted to step forward to help, but before she could get close, she saw the young woman who had been focused on the pot a moment ago. Now, she resembled a startled rabbit, with her hair almost standing on end.
"You just sit there, don't come over, don't move!"
Shen Qingzhi felt guilty at this moment and didn't dare to get too close to Gu Jinrong. She was determined to make things right.
However, this startled appearance made the person herself startled.
Gu Jinrong couldn't help but feel helpless and obediently pulled a chair to the dining table, busying herself with her phone to alleviate her boredom.
Yet, her attention was constantly drawn back to the sounds coming from the kitchen.
She saw Shen Qingzhi looking utterly serious, as if she was engaged in some grand endeavor, executing every movement with precision.
Gu Jinrong sneakily glanced without making it obvious, making sure not to be noticed, silently awaiting the outcome.
About fifteen minutes later, Shen Qingzhi brought her masterpiece to the table, and as always did not allow Gu Jinrong to help.
Speaking of which, this was Shen Qingzhi's first formal cooking since coming here.
Gu Jinrong made up her mind in her heart that no matter what was served later, she would eat every bit of it.
However, upon seeing the food on the table, a murmur arose in Gu Jinrong's mind: Red sugar water-boiled eggs, wolfberry and pig liver porridge, papaya milk steamed eggs – do we really need such nourishing dishes?
She lifted her head and saw Shen Qingzhi looking all anxious. Without hesitation, she picked up the steamed egg.
No matter what, these are all Qingqing's heart.