The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms

Because of Yan Qi's arrival, An Zhi's whole body relaxed.

Yan Qi cooked something for her and gave her medicine.She was so careful to bring some necessary medicine.

Then accompany her to bed and fall asleep.

An Zhi was exhausted and tugged at her sleeve: "You also sleep with me for a while, you are too tired."

After a day of flying, my feet were swollen, and I was busy all the time when I entered the house, and I didn't take a good rest.

An Zhi's eyes were wet, and he wanted to kiss her, but when he thought he had a cold, he retreated: "...I can't even kiss you... Woohoo."

A girl who is in love, seeing her lover because of illness, has a kind of fragility that attracts pity.

Yan Qi smiled slightly, her slender face was unbelievably beautiful in An Zhi's misty eyes, and her coral pink lips fell down, "It's okay, I'll just kiss you."

"Well..." An Zhi failed to avoid it, and accepted the tender and pitiful kiss. She said weakly, "I have a cold, and it will... be contagious..."

"It's okay." The woman's kiss fell on her lips, chin, and returned to her forehead. Her voice was as calm and clear as spring snow melting and flowing across river stones: "Just sleep, good boy, I'll be with you you."

Anzhi finally fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she slept, but she opened her eyes drowsily. The curtains in the bedroom were closed tightly, and the fluffy quilt was soft. She seemed to have sweated a lot, and her neck was sticky.

Yan Qi came over and took her temperature, "It's still a little hot, it doesn't matter."

Help her up to drink water.

After drinking water, the dryness of An Zhi's throat was relieved a lot, but it was still a little uncomfortable.

"what happened?"

"I want to take a bath." An Zhi felt that she had already stink, and she was a little embarrassed to be hugged by her again.

"Well, it's not completely healed yet, so don't wash it yet." Yan Qi coaxed her, knowing what she meant: "It's just a little sweaty."

An Zhi's face was blushing from sleep, but now it was even redder: "Don't you think it stinks?"

There was a smile in Yan Qi's tone: "No, it still smells like milk."

An Zhi sipped her dimples shyly: "But it's uncomfortable." His whole body was sticky.

Yan Qi seemed to be silent for two seconds: "Then let me wipe it off for you and change your clothes?"

An Zhi nodded, she didn't feel anything, Yan Qi had bathed her before.

Yan Qi brought warm water and brushed An Zhi's hair away. The hot and moist towel brushed against her skin. An Zhi closed her eyes comfortably and leaned on Yan Qi's arm.

Yan Qi used the other hand to unbutton her, revealing her creamy chest, An Zhi's eyelids closed sleepily, drowsy.

She felt that her blouse was taken off by Yan Qi, and the warm moisture hit her back, and An Zhi couldn't open her eyes.

Then it seemed that the trousers were also taken off, and An Zhi could vaguely feel Yan Qi gently wiping her chest, underarms, ribs, lower abdomen, thighs, inner thighs...

The towel was very soft, and it brought an abnormal feeling when it slid across her thin and tender skin, and An Zhi let out a thin humming sound in his throat.

Then the wiping action stopped, and the quilt covered her, Yan Qi said softly: "Don't catch cold anymore, I'll find you some clothes to wear."

The quilt as light and warm as clouds wrapped around his bare skin, which was extremely comfortable, and Anzhi fell asleep again.

Yan Qi put the clothes aside and smiled: "Don't want me to hug you?"

An Zhi didn't answer her, she slept soundly with her pink cheek against the pillow.

Yan Qi probed her forehead, the fever had completely subsided, it would be good to sleep more.

The bedroom was quiet, and An Zhi's thin breathing could be heard.A quilt wrapped around white and tender lotus root arms may have replaced Yan Qi's role.

Yan Qi stood where he was, and smiled.He leaned down and took her hand, uncovering a corner of the quilt.

The girl's crystal clear body, slightly pink, came into view.

Yan Qi was stunned.

When I wiped it just now, I actually tried my best to be as fast as possible, and I tried to calm my mood as much as possible.

The light was not bright that night, but it was soft to the touch, and I couldn't see it clearly.And the last time I saw her body was when she was scalded and she was taking a bath. That night, she had a lewd dream.

It's the first time that it's so warm and soft, it's shown directly in front of my face.

Yan Qi lowered his long eyelashes, pursed his lips, and stayed there for a few seconds, but he couldn't resist, so he lifted the quilt and lay down.

Anzhi had a very long dream.

It seems to be a midsummer afternoon, in the corner of the swimming pool in the back room of the old house, the sun is covered by thick green shade above the head, the first aunt and the second aunt are chatting on the other side of the pool, and Yan Dapang is pulling Junjun Playing with water, they are drinking iced watermelon juice, maybe orange juice.

She was half submerged in the swimming pool, the water in the swimming pool was rippling and glowing, patting her body gently, An Zhi sank a little, and the water rushed to her chest.

Caressing gently like a soft feather.

She knew at first that she was dreaming, but later she was not so sure, half-conscious.

Everything was so real, she could even see clearly that her swimsuit was in two pieces, the top was a pink lotus leaf one-shoulder tube top, and the bottom was a small flower skirt.

She has this swimsuit.

But isn't it winter now?she's in boston...

An Zhi's mind was in chaos.

You can also hear the chirping of cicadas and smell the faint scent of gardenias. It is indeed summer in the old house.

An Zhi squinted her eyes in comfort, her body was sluggish, her legs gave way when she was inattentive, it was because someone caught her in time to prevent her from sinking.

"Well……"

Then his warm and silky body leaned closer and hugged her.

Familiar feeling.

"Auntie..." An Zhi murmured.

There was no answering voice.

There is only the faint sound of water gushing, and a hug, which feels creamy to the touch.

There is dry light and dust in the courtyard in summer, mixed with the water vapor of the swimming pool, and there is a soft breeze.

In a trance, An Zhi felt that the water in the swimming pool turned into small pieces of jelly and caressed her body, from her shoulders to her chest, it turned into water and flowed into her swimsuit.

There seemed to be small fish in the swimming pool, drilling around her inner and outer thighs.

Itchy, gently.

It seems to have a tail, which brushes against the side of the legs like a feather.

She wanted to ask why there were fish in the pool, as if Yan Qi let go of her, the water in the pool suddenly increased, her shoulders fell, and the firm dough was attacked by a greasy water.

"Hmm...Auntie..." An Zhi was a little flustered, and called Yan Qi uneasily.

It's not over yet, the fish in the water seemed to be mischievous, biting her little flower skirt and tearing off the bow tied around her waist.

She exclaimed tremblingly.

Terrified.

The swimsuits were gone.

Soon, someone hugged her, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Tao Tao...don't be afraid."

She raised her face and struggled to open her eyes, only to see the woman's soft and beautiful lips, which had the color of a very beautiful coral lipstick.

"Auntie..."

I didn't see what swimsuit she was wearing, but she was hugged again.

The water in the swimming pool suddenly rushed over again, it seemed that it was not water, but wet petals, sliding past her body, and licking her tongue deftly.

An Zhi felt weak all over, his body was numb, he had no strength at all, and he didn't know where to lean.

The world was spinning and she felt dizzy.

She should be leaning against the wall of the swimming pool, but why is it as soft as a cloud, as if on her bed.

She murmured blankly.

"Tao Tao..." She heard Yan Qi's low voice, she felt a little strange, she seemed to be suppressing something, she was very magnetic.

"Give Auntie a touch..." Her voice sounded far away and close at the same time.

There is a gust of wind blowing over the treetops, where the leaves overlap, and the fragrance of gardenias comes quietly.

The flower stretched lazily under the caress of the sun and the wind, and in a trance, An Zhi also felt like a flower, which was slowly opened by a woman's fingers and bloomed between her fingers.

Being caressed and caressed lightly, repeatedly, lovingly.

The water in the swimming pool swayed slowly and softly.

The fluffy quilt was slightly cool, and was slowly warmed by the ambiguous whisper.

In confusion, I don't know where I am.

Fingers in the quilt.

Small fish in the pool.

An Zhi unknowingly relaxed his body, then trembled slightly, his throat made a cat purring sound, his feet curled up, feeling a sudden heavy rain, crashing down, the water surface suddenly rose, and the flowers were also soaked.An Zhi's whimpering became more detailed, the woman softly coaxed her, stroked her, An Zhi held her tightly, his whole body limp.

After the shower, the flowers shyly dripped clear and crystal dewdrops.

Anzhi lost his strength and consciousness, and fell into a dark and sweet aftertaste.

When she woke up, the room was lit with star lights hanging on the curtains, and the warm and lovely light accompanied her. An Zhi stretched her waist, rubbed her eyes and sat up.

She was dazed and dazed for several seconds, and then her memory slowly recovered.She looked at herself suspiciously. The clean and white nightgown was well worn on her body, and it was wrinkled by her sleeping.

It wasn't in the pool at all, it wasn't summer, and she wasn't wearing a bathing suit.

By the way, she caught a cold, Yan Qi wiped her body and changed into pajamas.

Ann blushed belatedly, and then she had a erotic dream.

It was so embarrassing, she shrank her feet and couldn't help covering her face.

"Are you awake?" Yan Qi walked in and saw her sitting with extremely gentle lines opening at the corners of her eyes.

"Hmm..." An Zhi lowered his face, still in embarrassment.

"Are you hungry?" Yan Qi approached and touched her forehead, satisfied with the normal temperature, touched her face with her fingers, and asked, "Why is your face so hot? Take the temperature again."

"No, no need..." An Zhi took a breath and explained embarrassingly: "I'm just stuffy in the quilt..."

She didn't dare to look up, otherwise she would see Yan Qi's unnatural guilty expression, and she coughed in disguise, pretending to be calm and said: "Well, that's good, go wash your hands, wipe your face, I'll cook it Noodles, you can eat them soon.”

An Zhi nodded, and was relieved after Yan Qi walked out, with the heat on her face, she slowly rubbed towards the bed.

Suddenly, An Zhiruo tilted his head, raised his skirt, looked at it, and put it down again, feeling a little puzzled.

Why did she change her panties?

(Jinjiang Qingshui Edition - An Zhi's Perspective)