Qing Shui's heart suddenly jumped when he saw those cold eyes. Her eyes had no emotion other than indifference, neither happiness nor anger, not even hatred.
He looked at Qing Shui quietly, his still clear eyes unblinking. Qing Shui felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by his master. He even felt that he couldn't look at her, maybe because of a guilty conscience.
"You're hungry, I'll get you a bowl of soup." Qing Shui really didn't know what to say, so he could only find a topic to change the subject, otherwise he would be made uncomfortable by the atmosphere.
Qing Shui tried his best to keep his voice as gentle as possible, but Shi Qingzhuang's thin eyebrows like Lauder's were slightly frowned, but he didn't speak. Looking at Qing Shui made Qing Shui feel that she was distracted.
Suddenly, the master looked at Qing Shui, then looked at the neatly folded clothes beside the shop. He lifted up a little quilt and made sure it was him. His eyes were a little flustered.
This bit of panic made Qing Shui feel like he was at a loss, at least not as confused as before.
"Please go out, I need to put on clothes." Shi Qingshuo said calmly, his tone was still as cold as usual, but Qing Shui felt like a fairy.
The tone was a bit consultative, but the most important thing was that she was willing to speak.
"Would you like me to help you put it on? You are not feeling well." Qing Shui frowned from time to time, and his beautiful face also changed slightly. Qing Shui knew that she might have been traumatized by the madness just now.
"No, I'll do it myself. You can go out for a while." The teacher sat up lightly, wrapped himself in a quilt and lowered his head as he said.
She looked very weak, making it easy for people to feel pity. Qing Shui looked at Shi Qingqing with nostalgia, and then slowly walked out of the room, thinking about how to deal with her in the future, and what if she was not his woman in the future. manage.
The sound of getting dressed could be heard in the room, as well as the grunting of pain from time to time. Qing Shui couldn't bear to push the door open and go in. It turned out that the teacher couldn't put on his trousers with one leg, and when he saw Qing Shui suddenly come in, he couldn't bear it. He kept saying "ah".
I don't know if it's embarrassment, shame, or anger.
"You go out, and you are not allowed to look." Shi Qingzhuang said a little bit crazy, tears of grievance flowed out.
Qing Shui felt sour in his heart. He hadn't shed tears just now, but now he seemed to have been wronged so much that he picked up his teacher and carried him lightly.
"Don't touch me, go away, I never want to see you again." Shi Qingzhuang said as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.
"I'm sorry for hurting you." Qing Shui encountered this scene for the first time. He was even panicked. However, he held her gently in his hands and helped her get dressed. The master Qing Shui calmed down, but he couldn't stop. He wanted to see Qing Shui's delicate and somewhat evil face.
Qing Shui spent a lot of effort and even felt like he had been fighting for three days. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, but he finally put on his light clothes.
The pillow allowed the teacher to lean on it while wearing light clothes. Thinking of it, she was still struggling at first, but Qing Shui forced her to put on two pieces and then she calmed down.
"I'm going to serve you some soup." Qing Shui stretched out his hand and hesitated, smoothing down his lightly dressed master's slightly disheveled black hair, and said softly.
As soon as Qing Shui opened the lid of the pot, a greasy fragrance immediately filled the room. Even a stoic woman like Shi Qingzhuang couldn't help but shrug her beautiful little nose.
Qing Shui took the steaming turtle soup and sat back on the edge of the shop. He hesitated and took a spoonful of it with a small spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it. Finally, as if he had made a lot of determination, he handed the lightly rosy and beautiful breast to his master. Lips.
Shi Qingzhuang may be hungry, or he may not be able to bear the alluring fragrance of the soup, which is intoxicating. He gently opens his mouth and takes a sip, and then drinks the entire spoonful.
When Qing Shui saw that she actually drank the soup he fed him, he felt very satisfied in his heart, as if things were changing for the better. Then he quickly scooped up a spoonful and handed it to the pretty beauty's little mouth. Although there was a spoon between them, Qing Shui It was as if he could feel the touch of her plump and soft lips.
Soon the bowl of turtle soup was gone. Although it was not too late, the speed was still not slow.
After finishing the drink, Shi Qingzhuang seemed to be still unsatisfied. He casually looked at the pot on the coffee table, where steam was still rising. When Qing Shui saw Shi Qingzhuang's expression, he knew that she wanted to drink, as if she was embarrassed to say so.
In his previous life, Qing Shui knew that there was a saying that said the way for a woman to capture a man was that if a woman wanted to capture a man's heart, she had to capture the man's stomach first.
But Qing Shui felt that this trick was also useful for women. If he wanted to capture a woman's heart, he had to capture her stomach first, because Qing Shui felt that a woman as handsome as Shi Qingzhuang would also be tempted by delicious food.
"I still want to drink." Yan Rushunhua's face was full of hope and shyness, and that kind of heart-thumping feeling still made Qing Shui not want to look away.
In this way, it was not until the teacher had eaten three bowls lightly that he touched his slightly bulging belly and spat out a mouthful of satisfaction. His charming and charming appearance was indescribably moving.
"It's so delicious. You made it." Shi Qingzhuang's eyes flashed with a bright light, and there was a dazzling rhythm, which made Qing Shui nod instinctively.
"Does it still hurt?" Qing Shui opened his mouth and said such a sentence without knowing why. Isn't this asking for embarrassment
Sure enough, the master lowered his head lightly and said with a private grudge: "You still said that."
"Don't tell me, don't tell me. Aren't I afraid that you will be in pain? I have something that can relieve your pain and maybe even make you recover immediately." Qing Shui said with an embarrassed smile.
"What is it?" Maybe it was really painful. He raised his pink face and looked at Qing Shui shyly and asked.
Of course Qing Shui was talking about the fruit of agility. He had already taken out two of them to prepare his master. After all, he had something like this with her. No matter what happened in the future, he still had to share the benefits with her. , at least have a happy day, even if it is half a day or even now.
"Qingfeng Fruit." Shi Qingzhuang exclaimed.