Zhou Shengchen paused for a few more seconds, put the suit jacket on the sofa, walked to the other side of the bed, and lay down beside her. The bed was so big that she could feel him lying somewhat restrained, couldn't help but smile slightly, and quickly turned over, covered him with the quilt, and put her hand on his waist. Maybe she was still a little sleepy. She inevitably was a little more casual than usual, with a little teasing: "Zhou Shengchen, is it embarrassing for you to sleep on the same bed with your wife?"
"No, I was just afraid of waking you up." His voice was a little low.
"Already awake."
He laughed: "Don't sleep anymore?"
"Sleep," Shi Yi replied frankly, "because you haven't come back, so you don't sleep well, and now I feel dizzy and want to sleep."
"Then go to sleep," he stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "I only have a meeting in the afternoon, so I can sleep with you for a longer time."
She pressed her face in front of him, and through the thin shirt fabric, she wanted to lean a little when he heard him speak so logically. Leaning in his arms to sleep, this is the first time, although he is wearing a shirt and trousers, but she is in pajamas...
After being so quiet for a while, she felt that her heartbeat was beginning to be unstable, and she couldn't help moving her body.
"Can't sleep?" Zhou Shengchen noticed, and looked down at her, "Still used to sleeping alone?"
…
She decided to change the subject.
"Today... Your friend praised me a lot, you haven't said anything yet."
There was disappointment in her voice.
Zhou Shengchen was slightly puzzled and quickly understood: "I don't know how to praise people, but you can always surprise me. Sometimes, I don't know what to say." She raised her mouth slightly and said softly: " What will you get in return?"
"Return?" He thought for a while, "Tell me, what's in your mind?"
"You are responsible for letting me fall asleep."
"Okay," he doesn't mind, "how do you usually fall asleep easily?"
"Listen to a song... Or listen to a poem, listen to it slowly for a while, and then fall asleep."
Zhou Shengchen was silent for a while.
She closed her eyes and waited for him to surprise herself.
"Just poems, I'll read some tea-related things, and read them slowly."
Shi Yi said, "Can I have something I want to hear? You don't have to read all, just a few sentences."
"Yes." It was the first time that Zhou Shengchen found that the time was difficult, but he thought it was also very cute.
"Bai Juyi?"
"He left more than two thousand poems, and nearly sixty are related to tea..."
She interrupted funny: "Whatever you want."
It’s really serious. If you don’t pay attention, you will fall into a rigorous thinking scientist... Really...
Zhou Shengchen didn't think too much anymore, and responded casually: "The white porcelain cup is very clean, the red furnace charcoal is flaming. The froth is scented under the dust, and the flowers float and fish eyes boil. It is beautiful when it is filled, and swallows the remaining fragrance."
When Shi Yi didn't say anything, he picked three or four more songs.
"Hmm..." She seemed satisfied, and continued, "Su Shi."
"Living water needs to be cooked with living water, and it is deep and clear from the fishing stone. The big scoops are stored in the moon and return to the spring urn, and the small scoops are divided into the night bottle. The snow milk has been fried at the foot, and the loose wind suddenly makes a sound. The dry intestines are not easy. Three bowls are forbidden, and the length of the mountain city is even shorter..."
At first she said some names, but when she got tired, he picked some of them and read them to her.
From Li Bai to Liu Yuxi, there are those who are not very well-known, remembering while remembering, it is not an obstacle. This is the first time he has discovered his good memory and can do such interesting things.
It's time to listen comfortably and stop speaking.
She knew that he didn't understand the meaning of these. Although the poems were different, he had been put to sleep in this way. Gradually, in Zhou Shengchen's deliberately slowed down voice, she gradually blurred her consciousness. He closed his eyes and read to her, slowing down more and more until he finally stopped.
There was no sound in the room.
Because of her proximity, she seemed to be able to hear her steady breathing.
Zhou Shengchen opened his eyes and looked at her patiently for a while, confirming that she really fell asleep, then closed her eyes again and let herself really fall asleep.
He slept for about two hours and woke up naturally at 7:30.
Shi Yi still slept very deeply. From Zhou Shengchen's perspective, you can see the curve of her profile, to the neck, and even the delicate skin inside her neckline. He just watched this for a while, with an indescribable feeling in his heart, Shi Yi moved gently, grabbed his hand at the collar of his shirt, loosened it slightly for a while, but quickly clenched it again.
He propped up slightly, and whispered to her: "What's the time?"
She didn't know if she was in a dream, or she was confused, huh.
He thought for a while, and finally chose to lower his head and kissed the skin exposed by her neckline. The scum that had been exposed overnight rubbed her neck lightly, and Shi Yi subconsciously avoided it. He kissed her along her collarbone and unbuttoned the two buttons of his pajamas, revealing a little beautiful spring.
"Zhou Shengchen" She woke up, her voice blurred.
"Um."
The two were close to each other, closely fitting.
She could feel the changes in his body, and the peachy atmosphere that seemed to be half-dreaming. Her throat was a little dry, and she couldn't help twisting her body, blushing to avoid the contact between her thighs and his lower body: "Would you like to bath… "
"No," he whispered, "I just want to hug you."
His behavior and language are different.
Shiyi didn't make a sound anymore, feeling that his lips really just kissed and rubbed his neck, collarbone and chest, neither moving forward nor retreating. The two of them were in a thin quilt, intimate, even somewhat The feeling of torment.
"Have you ever read "Shanglin Fu"?" he asked.
Shi Yi hummed lightly.
She never mentioned "Shanglin Fu" to him, but she didn't expect him to talk about it first.
"The first time I saw you, I thought of "Shanglin Fu", which contains the words and sentences describing women." Zhou Shengchen felt that it was harder than expected to let her go, so he could only speak in a low voice to interrupt his body. Her desire, "Extremely divorced, coquettish and xian, is a very suitable description for you."
This is the first time he talked about their first encounter.
It was also the first time he said something similar to love words to her.
Shiyi closed his eyes and laughed.