Even though it had been over for quite some time, Liang Shi's throat was still a little sore when he spoke, but he said to her, "Stop teasing me."
Xu Qingzhu obeyed, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, letting the cold sunlight after the rain shine on her face. Her fair skin was delicate and smooth, with a blush, as if a thin layer of blush had been applied to her cheeks.
Liang Shi looked at her for a while, his mind wandering for a moment, before he stood up and asked her what she wanted to eat.
Xu Qingzhu said, "Whatever."
Liang Shi rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fair arms, but as he walked out, Xu Qingzhu called out to him, "Liang Shi."
Liang Shi stopped at the door, turned around, and softly replied, "Hmm?"
"Come here." Xu Qingzhu's lower face was still buried in the quilt, her voice was hoarse, and her eyes were filled with a lingering tenderness after satisfaction.
It was just two light words, without any sense of command, and even sounded like a coquettish remark.
After all, there was tenderness in those eyes.
Her eyes were languid and casual. After she finished speaking, as if afraid that Liang Shi would resist, she added, "Come on over."
His cool, languid voice made people unconsciously submit to him.
Liang Shi walked over, assuming she wasn't feeling well, and bent down to ask her, "What's wrong?"
Xu Qingzhu's eyes crinkled slightly. "Guess?"
Liang Shi: "..."
I only recently discovered that Xu Qingzhu has a particular fondness for teasing people.
Perhaps because we got to know each other, we discovered the characteristics of her personality and found pleasure in teasing her.
Liang Shi asked helplessly, "Aren't you hungry?"
"I'm hungry," Xu Qingzhu said.
After all that effort, how could I not be tired?
"Then I'll go cook," Liang Shi said. "You get some rest."
Xu Qingzhu pursed her lips, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the collar of Liang Shi's pajamas, clutching the silk fabric tightly in her hand until it crumpled into a ball.
Liang Shi's body also leaned forward due to gravity, and their eyes met.
Her image was reflected in those beautiful eyes. Xu Qingzhu leaned closer and bit her lips.
It moved away in an instant.
Liang Shi was stunned. Before she could react, Xu Qingzhu got up again and wrapped her arms around her neck.
Xu Qingzhu whispered in her ear, "Liang Shi, I need a hug."
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When Liang Shi went to the kitchen, his heartbeat had not yet returned to normal.
The moment Xu Qingzhu uttered the word "hug," it was enough to make anyone's heart race.
Xu Qingzhu even kissed her on the cheek.
Xu Qingzhu said she needed a hug.
The word "hug" alone is not enough to share the joy she received, but a hug can.
That tender, gentle voice made my heart race, as if I were about to explode.
My mind was filled with the crackling sound of firecrackers, like during Chinese New Year, but it didn't feel noisy at all.
Only joy.
Comfortable pleasure.
Liang Shi leaned against the cold kitchen wall, resting his head against it.
But the cold did not cool her body down. She clutched her heart, trying to get it back to a normal heartbeat as quickly as possible.
It's difficult.
Xu Qingzhu's voice echoed in my ears again and again.
Liang Shi couldn't concentrate on cooking.
So she chose to eat out, and sent Xu Qingzhu a text message: "Get up."
The two words looked particularly cold, devoid of any warmth.
So Liang Shi added at the end: "Let's go downstairs to eat."
Without the modal particle, this sentence would sound indifferent, but adding the word "吧" instantly changes the attitude.
Liang Shi looked at the screen, and after a few seconds sent another message: 【Xu Qingzhu, let's go.】
The word "ya" carries a touch of warmth, as if it's a sign of vulnerability.
However, the note above the message, which originally read "Xu Qingzhu", has now suddenly changed to "The other party is typing".
The input lasted for five seconds, and Liang Shi stared intently at the screen, waiting for her reply.
Suddenly, Xu Qingzhu's voice rang out from the master bedroom, "Teacher Liang, do you think this house is particularly big?"
Her voice was languid, not loud, and somewhat casual.
Liang Shi: "..."
Xu Qingzhu was wearing a white spaghetti strap nightgown, her shoulders exposed, her slender white forearms draped over the door frame, and her soft, long hair cascading down.
She was barefoot, with nothing covering her from the knees down.
Xu Qingzhu leaned casually against the door, and her eyes met Liang Shi's as he walked out of the kitchen.
Xu Qingzhu smiled and raised the corners of her eyes, "It's only a few steps away, do you really need to use your phone?"
Liang Shi: "..."
Liang Shi's eyes darted around, but he didn't dare to look at her.
She was clearly the one who was at a disadvantage, yet she acted so naturally that it embarrassed Liang Shi.
"Don't you want to talk to me anymore?" Xu Qingzhu asked.
Liang Shi: "...No."
Liang Shi spoke with a lack of confidence, feeling that she urgently needed to go outside to breathe fresh air and change her environment.
If she stayed in that space any longer, she would probably suffocate or die from a racing heart.
"Sister." Xu Qingzhu's voice was calm, having returned to normal, but it still made Liang Shi's heart skip a beat.
It's like I've heard that sound somewhere before.
They use the same name, and even the same placement of the punctuation mark, always pausing in the middle.
Liang Shi looked at Xu Qingzhu in surprise, but his eyes immediately fell on Xu Qingzhu's bare feet.
The pale feet contrasted sharply with the natural wood floor.
It's a very beautiful scene, even quite artistic.
It can be appreciated as a painting.
But for Liang Shi, his first thought was—there was no heating on the ground, he would catch a cold.
In spring and autumn, one should not walk barefoot on the ground.
Xu Qingzhu looked at her and repeated, "Sister, can I have some food? I want to eat at home."
Liang Shi: "..."
She pursed her lips: "Go back inside and wait."
Xu Qingzhu: "Okay."
But it remained standing there, motionless.
Liang Shi didn't move either. After staring at each other for a few seconds, Liang Shi finally gave in. She walked back to the master bedroom, went straight past Xu Qingzhu, took her slippers and handed them to her feet. Then she half-squatted down and whispered, "Lift your feet."
Xu Qingzhu: "..."
She lowered her eyes, swallowed, and slightly lifted her foot.
Liang Shi patiently put on her shoes, just as he would with a bell.
No, it's even more detailed than that.
They did not treat her differently because she was an adult.
But when Liang Shi stood up, Xu Qingzhu suddenly grabbed her wrist, her fingertips rubbing her pulse, feeling her rapid heartbeat.
Xu Qingzhu chuckled softly, "Teacher Liang, your heart beats this fast just from helping me put on my shoes?"
Liang Shi: "...No."
Her denials held little credibility in the face of her racing heartbeat.
But she wanted to leave, to escape this bewildering environment, but Xu Qingzhu held her back.
Liang Shi asked in a low voice, "Are you still going to eat?"
Xu Qingzhu smiled, "Food."
Liang Shi: "Then let go."
Xu Qingzhu suddenly stretched out his free arm, pulled her down, and then stood on tiptoe to kiss her lips.
It wasn't a very passionate kiss, nor were there any unnecessary movements.
It ended quickly.
Xu Qingzhu leaned against the door and smiled, a hint of mischief in her voice, "Teacher Liang, is your heart beating fast now?"
...
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Liang Shi cooked noodles for lunch, and his whole body looked like a crab in the steaming mist.
However, Xu Qingzhu's calling her "sister" made her completely distracted.
I feel like I've heard it somewhere before, but I can't quite place it.