"I, I, no, yes, yes..."

Shen Qingshu wanted to explain that he was not, but when the words came to his lips, he hesitated. The word husband made a kind of hope suddenly rise in his heart.

How he wished he really was.

And he believes he just isn't right now.

Chu Qingmei was slightly surprised by his hesitation, but she didn't think about it carefully.

Shen Qingshu, however, had automatically ignored this problem and started to explain.

"They have all gone out. There is a sacrificial activity today. They went to see it. They should, should be back soon."

Chu Qingmei nodded, and then glanced at a certain woman who was not honest even when she was lying on the bed. The light in her eyes flashed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but they returned to their straightened appearance in an instant.

Just when he was about to blurt out his words of farewell, the person on the bed suddenly rushed to the bedside and made a gesture of vomiting.

"Ugh, vomit..."

"Xiao Meng?"

"How are you?"

"It's so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable."

"I want to drink, come on, drink."

"vomit."

Almost at the same time, Shen Qingshu and Chu Qingmei rushed over. They both wanted to show concern, but they were both stunned.

Their eyes met together.

The weird feeling in Shen Qingshu's heart became even worse.

Chu Qingmei could also feel the overwhelming jealousy in her chest.

Is this what jealousy feels like?

He had seen the jealous husbands of his father and mother, but he didn't understand it at that time, and he never thought that he would experience it in his life.

Zhou Xiaomeng was lying on the bedside vomiting while shouting "water."

Chu Qingmei was about to move, but when she thought of her identity and that she didn't even know where the kitchen was, she stopped immediately, feeling slightly bitter in her heart.

Shen Qingshu was even more surprised when he saw the concern in his eyes.

But still explain.

"You guys take care of me for a while, and I'll go get Xiaomeng some water."

After saying that, he hurried out and came back with a bowl of water. He helped her up and fed her.

Chu Qingmei couldn't get involved in the whole process. Inexplicable loss flooded his heart, and he gradually realized that he would never be able to be with her in this life.

He is a woman and will remain a woman his whole life.

Resisting helplessness, he said goodbye in a hurry and left without waiting for Shen Qingshu's reaction.

But after leaving Zhou's house, he hesitated again and looked back at this elegant house several times.

Looking at the lights still on in the house, he thought of someone who was lying on his chest like a kitten just a moment ago, but at this moment, they had no connection.

Enough.

At least he had experienced flutter and jealousy in his life, which was enough for him to recall for a long time.

The maid Qinglan has been serving him for many years and can interpret every subtle expression of his. Seeing the helplessness and melancholy between his eyebrows, she knows that he must be extremely uncomfortable at this time.

"Master."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was stared at hard, and she quickly changed her words.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I just wanted to say..."

But after all, she still couldn't say it out loud. She was just a little maid, so what could she do?

"Let's go to Shijia."

"Historian?"

The little maid couldn't keep up.

"Historians have been moving a lot these days. I didn't understand it before, but now, I probably understand."

"Ms., ma'am?"

The maid became more and more confused. The lady had not been immersed in...why?

"I suspect that the events of the past few days in the Shi family are related to Shi Keshuang's disappearance. Just now, my boss also mentioned that Shi Keshuang was missing. I suddenly had an idea. Do you think Shi Keshuang's disappearance would be a problem?

Could it be related to Shi Zhongyu?"

"Maybe, it's possible."

The little maid replied blankly.

He helped his young lady get into the carriage and drove quickly to Shi's house.

But after walking through an intersection, I heard a voice from someone in the carriage.

"I'm not going to Shi's house anymore, I'm going to Zuihong Mansion."

"Drunken Red Mansion? Miss?"

"Didn't you find out before that Yun Lan from Zuihonglou has been out frequently these days? This Yun Lan used to be Shi Zhongyu's favorite. I was thinking that maybe Yun Lan would know something. If Shi Keshuang's disappearance is really related to Shi Zhongyu

If it has anything to do with it, Yunlan must know about it."

Chu Qingmei said firmly.

When it comes to solving the case, the little maid asked herself that she was really no better than her own young master, no, miss, so she had no choice but to turn around and go to Zuihong Mansion.

And at the same time.

Zhou family.

As soon as Chu Qingmei left, Shen Qingshu started to help wipe away the dirty vomit. After finally wiping it clean, he went to make sobering soup.

He was the only one at home, so he was a little in a hurry, but he was very happy in his heart.

What a rare opportunity, he and she are the only two people at home.

He added some firewood to the stove, then took the cold water and put a white towel on his arm and walked into Zhou Xiaomeng's house again.

He moistened the towel, then wiped the corners of her mouth, face, and her white neck bit by bit. The water dripped from the towel and flowed down to her chest.

His hand just hesitated for a moment, and then gently pulled open the buckle on her neck...

His saliva increased, his face turned red, and his hands trembled slightly. He closed his eyes and opened them little by little to prepare himself mentally.

"I'm wiping it for you. You must be feeling very uncomfortable now, right."

I don't know if I'm telling myself or Zhou Xiaomeng, who is drunk and unconscious.

Wipe it away bit by bit, and pull it apart bit by bit until the top is ripped open, revealing the red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

His eyes were staring at her red bellyband, her red cheeks, her red lips, and her white and round arms.

Wipe little by little.

Wipe every part of her body carefully, wet it again, twist it, and continue wiping her.

The coolness made her feel comfortable, so she turned over immediately, but she almost fell under the bed. Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands to stop her.

But she suddenly hugged him and murmured.

"Tingzhi, Tingzhi, thank you."

Tingzhi?

She really didn't have him in her heart.

But he didn't want to give up.

He put her back on the bed little by little, but he was reluctant to let go of her hand holding him.

Even immersed in this kind of physical contact.

Her hair unraveled at some point and spread all over her body.

Her long, black hair was scattered randomly and messily on the bright red quilt.

Black hair, red quilt, red bellyband, and flawless white skin.

All these together form a picture that makes people blush and have their hearts throbbing.

And he couldn't help but lie down next to her, stretched out his hand to spread his hair, then selected a lock, entwined it with hers, and then tied it into a knot.

Then he gently turned sideways and looked at her who was still sleeping soundly. He looked at her slightly open red lips exuding the scent of wine. He closed his eyes and moved closer to her.

…

At this time, Gu Tingzhi was already taking his brothers, and Xiaoyu was also walking home with his brothers.
To be continued...