Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

If it weren't for her injuries, Li Jingshen really wanted to drag her up and beat her up so that she could experience what social beatings mean, to learn enough lessons, and see if she dared to risk her life to fight desperately in the future.

Li Jingshen was thinking miscellaneously in his heart, but actually his heart was in terribly painful pain, and he just thought about how he would be willing to beat her now.

Watching her wake up, the restless heart finally settled down.

Shen Zhichu's expression gradually changed from calm to impatient, she never knew that Li Jingshen could talk so much, it seemed as if two flies flew into her ears and buzzed continuously.

"I'm thirsty..." Shen Zhichu interrupted him with a hoarse voice.

Li Jingshen stopped talking and immediately went to fetch the water, and helped Shen Zhichu to sit up after getting wet.

Shen Zhichu's back was full of injuries, he was very careful while supporting her, for fear of hurting her if he became too strong.

But Shen Zhichu was indeed in pain, and the wound on the back would involve the wound no matter what, so she endured the pain and lowered her head to drink water.

Shen Zhichu was really thirsty, and soon the glass of water was drained.

"anything else?"

Shen Zhichu exhaled lightly: "I won't drink anymore."

When Li Jingshen saw that she was awake, he opened the curtains, and the sunlight from outside came in for a moment. Shen Zhichu felt it was dazzling. He squinted his eyes and waited until he got used to the light, then turned his eyes to look around the room. on the roses.

"Who bought the flowers?"

Li Jingshen looked over, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you like it?"

Shen Zhichu subconsciously thought he was the one who sold the flowers, she showed disgust and said, "I don't like it, what I hate the most are roses."

Li Jingshen's face froze, thinking about what Zhao Qian said when he came in holding flowers, saying that women like roses, if he wakes up and sees them, he will be very moved.

It turns out, however, that not everyone likes roses.

"It was bought by Zhao Qian, and I don't know what his taste is. Since you don't like it, I'll take it out and throw it away."

"Let's leave the one bought by Zhao Qian." Shen Zhichu's light words almost caused Li Jingshen's heart attack.

Zhao Qian bought it and put it away, so if he bought it, would it go to the trash can?

Seeing Shen Zhichu's indifferent attitude obviously confirmed his thoughts, so it was not roses but him that she disliked at first.

Li Jingshen let out a cold sigh in his heart, feeling that Shen Zhichu was just like this rose, seemingly beautiful but actually covered with thorns, if he didn't pay attention, he would be stabbed with blood.But a flower is a flower after all, and the petals will shatter when you pinch them lightly.

Li Jingshen didn't want to argue with her, and asked, "I'll order takeaway if you want to eat."

Thinking about what to eat, Shen Zhichu's stomach began to hurt, and she said in a muffled voice, "Be light, I feel sick to my stomach."

When there is nothing wrong with her stomach, Shen Zhichu likes to eat spicy food the most. Spicy chicken, hot pot, and spicy boiled fish are all her favorites. Thinking about it makes her hungry, but unfortunately she can't eat any of them now.

Li Jingshen still ordered the porridge to nourish the stomach as usual.

Shen Zhichu couldn't help curling his lips. The porridge was okay at first, but after drinking for a long time, it became tasteless.

Shen Zhichu's hair was disheveled, it was inconvenient to drink porridge, and he wanted to tie it up, but his right hand was injured and he couldn't move.

Li Jingshen put down the bowl in his hand, leaned over slightly and brushed her long curly hair, side braided and loosely draped over her shoulders, revealing her smooth forehead.

Shen Zhichu lowered his eyes to look at the braids on his chest, and said in a neutral way: "The technique is so proficient, I must have braided it for Xia Mingyue."

Li Jingshen was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes and asked back: "Do you believe me when I say that I only combed your hair?"

Shen Zhichu said, "I don't believe it."

Li Jingshen, a big man, can braid her hair so proficiently, who would believe it if he didn't practice?

Li Jingshen didn't try to explain, but felt a little uncomfortable, as if something was stuck there.

Why did he feel so uncomfortable when Shen Zhichu said "I don't believe it", think about it carefully, didn't he also disbelieve Shen Zhichu many times back then?Now it was his turn to taste this feeling of not being trusted.

After Shen Zhichu took a few mouthfuls of porridge, he didn't want to eat it anymore.

She hadn't eaten for more than ten hours, and she only ate a little now, Li Jingshen looked down at the porridge that was half left in the bowl: "Eat more."

Shen Zhichu shook his head: "I have no appetite, I can't eat."

Li Jingshen was silent for a moment, put down the bowl, and wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue. He didn't say anything, but just looked at her, as if she was bothering him.