The sick gentleman gently coaxes, but the soft baby can't escape

"Then be careful, come on, try to see if you can stand up."

Jiang Zhuo carefully supported her, and slowly led her to stand up little by little, then bent down and carried her to the sofa.

"Sit down and let me rub it for you."

Jiang Zhuo didn't sit down, but squatted in front of her, rubbing her legs gently to relieve the numbness.

After a long while, her legs slowly responded.

"Brother Jiang Zhuo, come on, sit down!"

Jiang Zhuo didn't seem to want to sit down, he straightened up and asked, "Do you want me to pour you a glass of milk?"

Speaking of milk, Cheng Sisi's heart skipped a beat.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhuo noticed something was wrong with her.

"There's no more milk at home!" Cheng Sisi said while pulling him to sit down.

With a hesitant look on her face, after a while of tangling, she still told him all about the dream just now. It was too uncomfortable to hold it in her heart, and she was much more relaxed after speaking.

After Jiang Zhuo heard it, he was shocked.

Snakes, milk, and eyeballs seem to be just illusory dreams, but only Jiang Zhuo knows that these are all related to him.

What does it mean that she can have such a dream?

It shows that in her subconscious, or in the layer of self-protection consciousness she doesn't know, he, Jiang Zhuo, is a dangerous person.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuo's eyes darkened.

He should be more careful!

But the disguise on his face never fell off, and he was always as gentle as water.

"Fool, the dreams are all fake. Do you think I'm really that bad and will hurt you?"

"No!" She shook her head, "No, brother Jiang Zhuo is a good person, I know you won't hurt me!"

Jiang Zhuo smiled and drooped his eyes, suppressing the sharpness in his eyes.

Looking up again, it is the warm temperament of the spring breeze.

"Are you sleepy?" he asked her.

When he asked this, Cheng Sisi immediately covered his mouth and yawned in response.

She is not sleepy, but tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

"Come on, go to bed and sleep, I will stay by your side, and I will leave when you fall asleep."

Cheng Sisi stood up after him, and followed him in small steps.

"Go and sit on the bed first, and I'll change you to a clean quilt."

Jiang Zhuo pointed, and Cheng Sisi obediently climbed onto the bed, sat obediently by the pillow, and watched Jiang Zhuo take out a clean quilt cover from the cabinet and replace the dirty quilt cover that fell on the floor .

Every move, every word and deed is like a worried old father.

After changing, she moved to bed, asked Cheng Sisi to lie down, and gently covered her with the quilt.

Afterwards, Jiang Zhuo pulled a stool and sat down in front of the bed, "Sleep, I'll be here with you."

Cheng Sisi didn't close her eyes right away, she lay on her side facing him, staring at his face with her eyes open, afraid that everything was just a dream, if she closed her eyes and opened them again, he would be gone again.

"Give me your hand!"

Jiang Zhuo saw her fear, lifted the quilt slightly and let her stretch out her hand.

She didn't hesitate, Dang even handed out her hand, and being held in his palm, feeling the firmness of his palm, she felt much more at ease again.

"Si Si, sleep well, I'll take you to a resort hotel for two nights this weekend to relax."

"Holiday resort, is that the Mountain Sightseeing Hotel outside the city?"

"Yes, want to go?"

Cheng Sisi nodded, and recalled: "I wanted to go there before, but the cost there was too high, and I couldn't afford it. Every time I read Moments and saw other people having fun, I was very envious."

"In the future, don't envy others."

Jiang Zhuo moved closer, stroking her head pitifully.

"Silly boy, you don't have to envy others in the future."

Cheng Sisi stared at him firmly, did not speak for a long time, and finally said with moist eyes: "Brother Jiang Zhuo, no matter how kind you are to me, I am afraid that I will really be unable to leave you in the future."

Then I saw Jiang Zhuo pursed his lips, and smiled softly at her with his eyes bent.

He stood up, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, "If you can't leave, then don't leave!"

Cheng Sisi suddenly became nervous. Is this... a confession?

Does it count?

"Brother Jiang Zhuo..."

"Hush!" Jiang Zhuo stroked the place he kissed just now, making it warm from hot, "Close your eyes and sleep!"

Cheng Sisi was very obedient, and immediately closed his eyes, also because he was shy and didn't know how to face it.

He sat back, but still held her hand, stroking the back of her hand with his fingertips, soothing the remaining fear in her heart.

"Sleep, sleep well."

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

……

Amidst his gentle sound of lulling him to sleep, Cheng Sisi gradually fell asleep.

Looking at the soft hand in his hand, Jiang Zhuo didn't know where his thoughts drifted, and he was stunned for a long time without returning to his senses.

Finally, he was awakened by the sound of the wind blowing the curtain, and he put Cheng Sisi's hand back under the quilt.

Stand up and walk to the window, gently close the shattered window, and then close the curtain tightly.

In this weather, it is comfortable to sleep.

Turn off the lights and leave the room.

On the way back to his room, his face remained gloomy.

He took off his clothes, went into the bathroom, and let the water from the shower pour down from his head. He just stood there with his eyes closed, as if he was not breathing.

"Brother, I like Shang Cheng Sisi!"

"Brother, can I be with Si Si?"

"Brother, I want to chase her!"

"..."

In his mind, he recalled over and over again what Jiang Si said to him in the hospital.

What a lot of fun!

At the beginning, he repeatedly asked Jiang Si if he was interested in Cheng Sisi, how did he answer?

Now that he said that he likes it, can he like it?

"Jiang Si, you must never touch my woman!"

"I promised Dad that I will take good care of you, but if you insist on touching my bottom line like your mother, I will deal with you just like her!"

……

After taking a shower, he put on a loose bathrobe.

The water stains on the hair have not been wiped dry, dripping down the corner of the jaw and flowing into the muscular chest.

He stood in front of the bedside table and poured a glass of water.

Turning around, he took out a photo from the inner pocket of his suit on the ground.

It was the photo of handcuffing Cheng Sisi when she was stunned for the first time.

He squinted, admiring.

Finally, with a sigh, a certain desire has nowhere to vent.

He took out the lighter from the cabinet, burned the photo cleanly, and finally picked up the ashes on the table, sprinkled them into the glass of water he just poured, and drank them all in one gulp.

After drinking, he raised his head and closed his eyes, looking satisfied.

It was as if Cheng Sisi had been swallowed into his mouth together with the photo.

*

The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Zhuo knocked on Cheng Sisi's door and found that she had also just gotten up.

The door opened from the inside, and her cheeks were slightly red.

He was a little nervous.

"Why is your face red, are you sick?"

"No!" Cheng Sisi waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head, "I may have been stuffy in the quilt for a long time, it's a little hot!"

She won't admit it, but it's actually because she had a dream about him one night.