Doting on each other, Mr. Su (38) and I are really careless, always at the bookstore every day

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  I slept extremely well and had a good night's sleep until dawn broke.

  The sunlight at 10 o'clock, which could not be resisted, seeped in through the thin curtains and I woke up.

  Opening her eyes, a familiar sleeping face slowly came into view, with a steady expression and the corners of her mouth still faintly retaining traces of joy.

  This feeling is wonderful.

  As beautiful as a dream, yet as real as it is within reach.

  But then... I was sleeping with my back to him, when did it become face to face? Did I get my memories mixed up or something?

  I turned my head to take a look behind me, the bathrobe that he had stripped off last night was still lying there, which means I wasn't wrong about the direction, so it must be him who changed positions.

  Just sleep, no need to change positions while others are sleeping... isn't that a kind of sleep position OCD?

  Ah, thinking this way, it seems like I couldn't tolerate his perfection, always finding some strange flaws to stick on him. Is it that others only see his good side or is he really that perfect, and I'm the one who's been unfairly criticizing him?

  I gazed at his sleeping face for a long time, convinced that I absolutely did not intentionally frame him, he was really a big black wolf.

  I gently removed his hand from my waist, quietly got out of bed, grabbed a robe and put it on, tiptoed to the window, with a mischievous grin all over my face, just like countless mornings before, I effortlessly pulled open the curtains.

  A burst of light suddenly filled the entire room, packed tightly.

  I tilted my head and looked far away, he just trembled slightly with his eyelashes, and let the sunlight continue to be reckless in the house.

  Is he awake yet?

  With such doubts, I walked to the bedside and looked down. He was even more pleasing to the eye with a layer of faint golden light.

  Just thinking like that, the next second, the person fell back onto the bed, lying on top of him. The stunning beauty had a calm and collected smile, with a hint of evil in her eyes: "A man in the morning is flammable goods, you're being so fearless, are you challenging my patience?"

  Is this 'flammable product' referring to that normal physiological reaction when you wake up?

  Can this person guarantee a wife and also undertake health education?

  His eyes stared straight at my chest, and it wasn't until then that I realized this pose allowed him to see everything from his angle!

  Although we don't have much to show for it, at least there's a bit of substance to be had, right? With his righteous 'legal' profession, how can he bear to stare at people like that?

  I raised my hand and covered his eyes, unable to help but blush: "Mr. Su, you're really too much!"

  "We've bumped into each other before, but you're not even allowed to look?"

  His eyelashes brushed against my palm and it was extremely itchy.

  I adjusted my pajamas in front of my chest again, and as a result, when I raised my head, my gaze touched his sexy light-colored thin lips, which were half-covered by my beautiful lips. To my surprise, it made me feel dry-mouthed and tongue-tied all at once! This fierce feeling even scared myself!

  At that moment, two words flashed through my mind: Kiss him!

  I swallowed hard and those two words were replaced by "Eat him!"

  I secretly called out that it wasn't good, and didn't care about being dignified or not, struggling to get up. As a result, his hand on my waist tightened even more, and he smiled very badly at me, asking: "What are you thinking about, little pervert?"

  Isn't this question obviously rhetorical?

  Don't be so openly and unscrupulously vicious!

  "Let go! Let go quickly!"

  I struggled and turned my back to pry his hand loose.

  Alas, the strength gap between men and women is really huge, and I'm at a disadvantage, it's already very good if I can exert 50% of my strength, how can I possibly win against his intentional move?

  He just watched me struggling by myself, getting more and more amused, until he suddenly flipped over and pinned me down!

  "Su Hao!" I was scared! Patted his shoulder.

  He smiled and buried his head in my chest, slightly stinging for a moment, then he licked his tongue and licked his lips, laughing even more badly than before, and rushed straight to the bathroom.

  Leave me one on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, half a moment without reaction...

  What's wrong?

  What is he doing?

  What was he just doing?

  I also sprang up, didn't even have time to put on my slippers and rushed to the bathroom, standing shoulder to shoulder with someone who was washing their hands and smiling. The person I saw in the mirror had a bright red spot on their left cheek...

  It's okay, it's winter anyway.

  It's good that he left his kiss mark on her chest.

  It's been almost two months since we've been sleeping together, and this is the first time he's left a mark like that on me.

  How to say...

  At that time, there was a slight stinging sensation, and now seeing this clear kiss mark, it's both embarrassing and delightful. Is this also a sign that he likes you?

  Although this sign is related to Gou Qianwang.

  We spent another day in a couple's style, no work, no socializing, just the two of us, strolling through the supermarket, cooking, he reading books, I playing with clay, then dinner, and a walk... Even at such a slow pace, time flew by in the blink of an eye.

  At night, lying in bed, I was still puzzled, as if nothing had been done, the sun went from east to west, and then without even saying goodbye, it sank...

  Mr. Su came back to the bedroom after finishing his phone call in the living room, lifted the quilt and got into bed, and then snuggled up close, but was full of discontent: "You ran around barefoot again, didn't you?"

  I was startled and had no idea why he asked that, but I definitely wouldn't admit to something I didn't do! I bravely looked him straight in the eye and said firmly: "No! Heaven and earth are my witnesses, I really didn't! If I'm lying, may I be forbidden from eating sweets!"

  His eyebrows furrowed even deeper: "Is it uncomfortable? Does it hurt here? Is it unbearable?"

  His warm palm was placed on my lower abdomen, and after careful consideration, I felt a slight sense of unease, and I vaguely guessed the reason... Some innocent gazes at Su Hao...

  He was seen by me as helpless, sighed and let me wait, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went out of the bedroom.

  After a while, he came back and stuffed a hand warmer under my feet. Then he turned around and left again, I didn't even have time to ask him where he was going.

  When I was about to fall asleep, he woke me up and handed me a bowl of brown sugar water. With my super sensitive sense of smell, I detected the scent of ginger and couldn't help but say: "I don't want to drink ginger... I don't like ginger..."

  It's very spicy...

  He cut me off before I could even finish my sentence, with a hint of ferocity, and forced me to say: "You have to drink it, no discussion, and if you're on your period, you'll still have to go see the Chinese doctor with me, this illness must be cured from the root."

  See a Chinese doctor!

  I immediately begged: "Don't... I promise that from now on, I will never eat cold food again, never walk barefoot again, and never eat cold-natured foods. Please spare me this once, Lord Long Su?"

  "It's no use." His profile was firm and unyielding, without a hint of softness.

  "Why don't I just drink this and not see a Chinese doctor?"

  He raised his sharp phoenix eyes and said, "You want to negotiate terms with me?"

  “……”

  Are you kidding me?

  The outcome is predictable...

  I endured the spiciness and heat, and almost in one breath, I gulped down that bowl of ginger sugar water he had personally simmered, the warmth spreading through my esophagus into my stomach, a comfort unlike any other.

  He looked at me, who was only breathing through my mouth, helplessly, and gently kissed the corner of my mouth, softly saying: "Tomorrow we'll just cook red dates and longan, without ginger."

  I was half moved and half excited, nodding hastily.

  He became even more helpless, put the bowl on the bedside table, lay in bed and hugged me, his palm naturally fell on my lower abdomen, rubbed it and said: "Your feet are as cold as if you had walked back from the ice, your belly is not good either, don't want to have children in the future and still hurt for a lifetime, just listen obediently, understand?"

  At this time, I didn't understand but had to pretend to be clear, and I really understood that "can't give birth" and "hurt for a lifetime" really scared me, so I nodded decisively...

  I don't know if he believed it or not, anyway, he leaned his head over and kissed my shoulder: "Xing Xue, you have to be healthy and accompany me to the end, understand?"

  My heart skipped a beat.

  His gentle voice, heavy tone, smashed every word of this sentence to my heart, sharp and clear pain...

  I was so moved that I held back tears and promised: "I will definitely be healthy and walk with you to the end..."

  So please... don't leave me behind...

  "You're really my good kid."

  He held me even tighter.

  This is the first time I realized that those seven years of difference between us are so terrifying, so terrifying that one day we may no longer be able to hold hands or kiss... In heaven and earth, we can no longer rely on each other, only loneliness remains.

  That night we all slept extremely soundly, perhaps because I was uncomfortable, or perhaps it was that heavy topic, in short... we just hugged each other and fell asleep until dawn.

  Yesterday I had an appointment with Shen Qiwei to try on the first wedding dress in the afternoon, but it was cancelled due to sudden menstruation in the morning.

  It usually takes at least two or three days, but this month it arrived triumphantly after just one day of delay. I thought about it and attributed the responsibility to Mr. Su's bowl of ginger sugar water last night.

  I don't know if it's the ginger and red sugar water with longan and red dates that's so magical, but my cramps are clearly alleviated compared to last time. At least I don't need to roll around in bed with the electric blanket on. He noticed my cramps, probably related to my first period.

  That was the first year of military training, from the day I arrived at the school, it started raining. Whether standing on the playground on a cloudy day or standing in the corridor on a rainy day, either way, it was the thin soles and icy cold cement floor.

  On the third day of military training, I started to have stomach pain, my face turned pale, and my whole body was shaking. It wasn't until I couldn't get out of bed that the teacher called the phone number I provided.

  Mr. Su came to pick me up and took me to the hospital, where the chief gynecologist said this was a symptom of that thing, and it's so severe because my body is cold in nature and I caught a serious chill.

  Yes, severe cold.

  The ground for military training is all cement roads, connected with rainy days on cloudy days, and has never been exposed to the sun.

  The dormitory for military training faced north and was quite cool even when the sun shone brightly because it was summer and everyone loved this environment.

  The beds in the military training dormitory were also hard boards, and under the bed was a concrete floor, where cold air kept rising up.

  When I told Mr. Su about this, he was heartbroken and couldn't bear it. When I had a stomachache, he even tried to comfort me by scolding everyone from the principal of the aviation school to the teachers, saying that they didn't check the weather forecast when scheduling the date and that the teachers were irresponsible for notifying parents so late.

  I wanted to mock him as a parent at that time... unfortunately, I didn't dare say it.

  It's probably because my first period didn't start well, and every time since then has been irregular. Especially on the first two days, even slight contact with something cool would make it hurt severely, to the point where I had to take at least three sick leaves every month during my period.

  It's fortunate that the menstrual period was irregular at that time, otherwise it would be easy to guess if every month had three fixed days off. It's definitely a girl who can guess it, and the reason for asking for leave is really embarrassing.

  In the semester when I had a falling out with Mr. Su, my periods were in a state of super chaos for an entire semester, averaging one and a half months per cycle, painful throughout.

  Later, the year Mr. Su went abroad, there was a period of two whole months when I didn't see my period at all, and I didn't even notice, actually I just didn't realize it, until the nanny reminded me, so I went to buy the recommended Wuji Baifeng pills at the pharmacy, after taking them for a month everything returned to normal...

  I've gotten used to the menstrual cramps and irregular periods by now, it's just a few days every month, gritting my teeth and holding onto a hot water bottle to get through it.

  This is the truth, so I dare not tell Mr. Su, or he might get angry and hit me!

  He even called the private house to order a nourishing soup, and just now he forced me to drink a big bowl of red date longan soup in the morning, I'm so fed up that I don't want to drink another bowl...

  He hung up the phone, got into bed with me and covered us with a quilt. His big hands naturally fell on my lower abdomen to warm it up. If only he wouldn't sigh every time, I'd feel like I'm being worried to death.

  "He also sighed and said: 'You really don't make things easy for people…'"

  I muttered in discontent: "You're so worried about this, but my parents didn't care about such trivial things..."

  He grumbled discontentedly: "When you were young, your father and mother were busy, but now that they're not busy anymore, you've grown up and are shouting about independence all day. How can your father and mother take care of you?"

  "I didn't spend all day shouting for independence."

  "Yes, there isn't." He pulled me into his arms and said helplessly, "You're just saying what's on your mind, who would have thought to mention me a couple of times?"

  "Mr. Su, are you kidding me?"

  "Can't I?"

  "...I was at a loss for words for a moment before saying: 'It's okay if it's okay, but it doesn't quite match your status...'"

  "What is my identity?"

  "Gentleman? Great lawyer? Male god of politics and law? Big idol?"

  "Stop it." He sighed and interrupted me, saying: "I'm just your fiancé, your future husband, that's all."

  “……”

  I clearly understood what he meant, and for a moment I felt a mix of emotions, with more sadness than joy.

  No matter what identity he has outside and how dazzling his halo is, he is just my fiancé, my future husband, nothing more.

  The four-day ordeal is finally over, but on the fifth day I was still ordered to stay at home wrapped in cotton shoes and clothes, and also had to drink nourishing soup from a private house, all of which were for tonifying blood and regulating menstruation.