From Body to Love - Chapter 65

He couldn’t bear to be a troublemaker. At Xie Zhenzhen’s request, Meng Fu promised to accompany Xie Zhenzhen for a long time.

He took out the wallpaper he bought yesterday from the bag. Xie Zhenzhen said, “Meng Fu, this is our home. The home should be better decorated. The home should look like home.”

As soon as he touched the wall, a piece of lime fell. Xie Zhenzhen turned his lips. “Look at this broken wall. It’s ugly. How can you do without wallpaper?”

“Our home must be beautiful.”

“I just like the look of the house.”

Meng Fu listened to Xie Zhenzhen’s mouth say the word “home” again and again. He felt a sudden dream, “home”. Here is a home.

There was a trace of happiness in his heart. He always held the best longing for home. That made him feel that his loneliness and loneliness had a place to live. Without the arrival of Guze, even happiness can be accommodated.

“Meng Fu, come and help.” Xie Zhenzhen called him.

They tore up the wallpaper and pasted it side by side. The mottled old wall was covered and became a warm look. He stood side by side with her, her head gently leaning against him.

She said, “Meng Fu, it’s really good, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

He gently replied that it was really good. If there had been no car accident seven years ago, everything would have been like this.

This made him more greedy and made him resist returning to Guze’s home. Suddenly an idea came into being. When he left, he should take Xiaoyi with him. If he could escape, would he be closer to happiness

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Shuiqing stepped into Guze’s office with a pair of 10cm high heels. The smell of smoke in a room made her cough twice, so she hurriedly opened some windows.

When the wind blew, her beautiful gauze skirt fluttered.

“What are you doing here?”

“Come and see you.” Shuiqing pinned her long hair behind her ears and sat opposite Guze. She wanted to give up, but she gave up intellectually, but not emotionally.

He Manyu is a dead man. She can’t compare with a dead man, but she can accompany Gu Ze as a living person. Isn’t it good for her to have such an advantage?

“Look what I do?” Gu Ze’s head was not raised, holding a half burned cigarette in his left hand and a pen in his right hand.

“Haven’t you thought about me these days? I know you haven’t been looking for a woman these days, so I’m here. ”

“Are you going to climb up my bed?” Guze stopped writing and stared at Shuiqing meaningfully.

He said so plainly that Shuiqing pursed his lips and blushed, “I… I just… Can’t I?”

The nib of the pen points on the paper and draws little traces, like irregular palpitations. Not long ago, a man begged and said to him, “Mr. Gu, don’t do this, just do it.”

Deep black eyes looked at Shuiqing, Guze opened his mouth and his face was scattered, “Shuiqing, you know, I don’t like dragging mud with water.”

“If I tell you the whereabouts of Meng Fu, can you stay with me for a day?”

Suddenly, she became so humble in front of her emotions. She thought that he would accompany her for one day, even if it was only one day.

The word “Meng Fu” ran straight into Guze’s ear, “do you know the whereabouts of Meng Fu?”

He sent someone to look for Meng Fu for several days. How could Shuiqing know?

“A friend of mine accidentally mentioned that Xie Zhenzhen asked her to borrow money when I chatted with her.” Shuiqing explained.

Guze is looking for Meng Fu. She knows from Secretary Wang. She thinks Guze just doesn’t want the enemy to escape.

Gu Zehu’s expression relaxed. All kinds of anxiety before was soaked in ice water and calmed down. With a trace of carelessness, he asked, “OK, I promise your request.”

Just one day.

Although his feelings for Shuiqing are just like most women, just a bed / partner in the past, that’s all.

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The night fell suddenly. It was as dark as the day sank into ink. Meng Fu was a little uneasy. This uneasiness resides in my heart, and the surface is still as plain as water.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out a tube of ointment, “really wipe the medicine.”

Knowing that Xie Zhenzhen was hurt, he bought ointment to wipe Xie Zhenzhen every day. He dropped his eyelids when he saw Xie Zhenzhen take off his coat.

Xie Zhenzhen leaned over and left Meng Fu with his bare and scarred back.

Meng Fu picked the ointment from his fingertips and rubbed it gently and carefully.

“Ah!”

“Does it hurt?” Stop.

“No pain.” Xie Zhenzhen shook his head. “Meng Fu, I’m very happy.”

His finger belly more gently applied the ointment on Xie Zhenzhen’s back, and then on his chest and clavicle. His eyes were more and more drooping. He didn’t know where to place it.

Can’t get used to facing CHIGUO’s Xie Zhenzhen.

Xie Zhenzhen grabbed his hand and pressed it on his chest / breast. Her eyes were bright, “Meng Fu.”

Meng Fu suddenly retracted his hand, “really.” He helplessly called Xie Zhenzhen’s name.

“Don’t you want to touch me?”

“Really, we have…” it’s over.

Before he finished, Xie Zhenzhen flustered and stopped, “I know, I’m still pregnant with a child. When our child is born, let’s talk about it, okay?”

Afraid to hear the rejection again.

“… OK.”

In fact, we all know what the result is. In fact, we know that there is only a big fog ahead. Xie Zhenzhen is cheating himself, and he is also cheating himself.

He can’t bear to treat Xie Zhenzhen.

In other words, he doesn’t have the heart to treat himself.

He thought of returning to Guze’s house, waiting for the long endless torture, no emotion, no love, pure flesh / body relationship, which gave birth to a kind of fear.

His fingers applied ointment to Xie Zhenzhen’s scratched chest / breast.

After painting, he took his clothes and wanted to put them on for Xie Zhenzhen.

“Do you want to listen to the children? He just kicked me. How naughty. ” Xie Zhenzhen put his clothes aside, raised his eyes and asked Meng Fu.

“Meng Fu, listen, our child.” She stubbornly called it her and Meng Fu’s child.

He put Meng Fu’s hand on his swollen stomach.

Meng Fu’s palm really felt the movement of his little life, which made him feel magical, and a smile could not help but appear on his face. The original hesitation and refusal disappeared.

When you put your ears on Xie Zhenzhen’s stomach, it was an uncontrollable move.

“Meng Fu, did you hear that?”

“I heard it.”

As soon as the voice fell, the door roared and was kicked open by people’s feet.

Someone was standing at the door in anger.