A bright moon hangs outside the window.

The moonlight shattered on the rippling water waves.

After a long time, the water waves gradually calmed down.

Qin Qihua lay on Fu Xiangxi's shoulder, tired and satisfied, and was so sour.

Fu Xiangxi leaned on him, and a dark world seemed to be torn apart, becoming all kinds of bizarre scenes, all of which were madness that he had never experienced and experienced before.

Neither of them spoke, and just let go of the air quietly.

After a while, Qin Qihua felt that the water temperature was getting cooler, so he turned around to drain the water from the bathtub.

The water was quickly drained. She left the bathtub, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and took a wide bath towel over and put it on Fu Xiangxi. She entered the bathtub again, squatted in front of Fu Xiangxi, and wiped his hair with the big bath towel.

The warm lights in the bathroom dropped a layer of light and warm soft light on the man’s face.

He pursed his lips and let her wipe his hair. The face under the bath towel was mixed with a cold and world-loving temperament, and it was both desire and abstinent, making people want to be pity and take it for themselves.

Knowing that he couldn't see it, she looked at him even more unscrupulously, and her blood boiled again.

Qin Qihua secretly warned himself: Restraint! Restraint!

But...how could there be such a seductive face! Those wet eyes were obviously invisible, but they were discharged.

After Qin Qihua helped him wipe off the water droplets, he was about to call the nurse, but he was struggling again.

Just after he finished his work, he threw him to others. Isn’t it a bit ruthless? Moreover, there are traces left by the intense period on him, which looks particularly gorgeous.

Qin Qihua stood outside the bathtub, leaned down and held his arm and said, "Stand up, I will carry you to the bed." She saw the caregiver helping Fu Xiangxi live, and knew that his legs could barely stand, but they could not stand firm, and they could not last long.

There was a fleeting surprise on Fu Xiangxi's face, but he did not refuse. He stood up with her support and lay on her back.

"..." Qin Qi's painting was steady, but fortunately she was tall and barely held on.

Although he was thin, his height and skeleton had a thin layer of muscles there, which was not as light as she thought.

Qin Qihua carried Fu Xiangxi to the bedside. When he was carrying a man, he wanted to complain that the room was too big. He had to walk more than ten steps from the bathroom to the window...

Fu Xiangxi was in the dark, feeling her steps and her heavy breathing particularly clearly, and there was a picture in his mind.

Qin Qihua put Fu Xiangxi on the bed, rolled aside, and collapsed on the bed to rest.

It seems that in the future, I not only have to run, but also go to the gym to lift iron.

Qin Qi took a break for a while, turned sideways, and held up his head to look at Fu Xiangxi.

He leaned lazily against the head of the bed, as if he was asleep, his lazy expression showed a hint of coldness and distance.

She got out of bed and went to get a hair dryer, came to him again, and blew his hair.

The soft black hair became dry little by little, making it softer and smoother, and fingers were passing by, which was very comfortable.

Although Fu Xiangxi had not spoken and his expression was faint, Qinqi paintings were still enjoying each other.

She let go of the hair dryer and couldn't help but rub his hair. He pulled down her hand. Those eyes looked at her. Although she was not focused, she seemed to be electrocuted in an instant.

Neither of them spoke, and the quiet room was just the sound of each other's breathing.

When her mind was full of sparks, she couldn't help but approach and touch his mouth.

Fu Xiangxi held her waist and turned her over with force on his arm, pressing her under him.

Qin Qihua looked at the man who suddenly exuded aggressiveness, his eyelashes trembled and his heart was about to jump out of his chest!

His fingers rubbed her face, and when he touched her lips, he rubbed her hard twice, lowered his head and bit it.

“…”

“…”

“…”

After the matter was over, Qin Qihua was sweating all over and his mind was blank.

Fu Xiangxi left her, sat at the head of the bed, touched the cigarette and lighter on the cabinet, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Qin Qihua recovered from his senses and turned to look at him. His face returned to a cold and indifferent state.

"How did the smoke feel afterward?" Qin Qihua's voice was a little hoarse, and she rubbed against him, "Give me a try."

Fu Xiangxi raised his hand holding the cigarette, pushed the other hand away from his head, rubbing against his chest, and said coldly: "Go back to your own room to sleep."

"...You are the one who is the ruthless person." Qin Qihua hummed lightly.

Fu Xiangxi pulled the corners of his lips and showed a sarcastic look, "Aren't you just doing this?"

"..." Is it impossible to refute?

Qin Qihua suddenly laughed, rubbed his hair casually, and said lazyly: "Yes, I am responsible for having a baby with you."

Fu Xiangxi: "..."

Qin Qihua yawned, got out of bed, and said, "Then I'm going to sleep, good night, see you tomorrow~"

Anyway, if you are full, it doesn’t matter where you go to sleep.

After Qin Qihua left, the room fell into silence.

Fu Xiangxi's world was dark and all the pictures disappeared.

His face became increasingly ugly, and he swept out a cigarette that had not finished smoking.

Qin Qihua went upstairs and returned to his room, went into the bathroom to wash his face, and tore a piece of facial mask to cover it.

The waiting time was boring. Someone in the game group happened to ask her to follow the team leader to go to the blackmail.

The game ends, teammates match the next game, Qin Qidai sends:==I want to wash my face

Baba: Go and go back quickly, wait for you

Qin Qihua threw away the mask, wiped his face again, and sat on the sofa again to pick up his phone.

Fly: Don’t you start live broadcast? Your fans are here to ask you whereabouts.

Painting books, chess and piano: If you don’t turn on, just play for a few games and then go to bed.

Blue: Buddha or you

Qin Qihua likes to play games. When she was in college, she learned to start live broadcasts with the team. She was originally entertaining herself, but because of her sweet voice and slutty words, she won millions of fans' attention. She used this ID for two years and was a Buddhist live broadcast. She never showed her face. Fans blindly guessed that her voice was sweet and ugly, but she didn't care. Games were just entertainment for her. The platform company once offered her a high-priced contract, but she refused lightly.

After playing a few games, she fell onto the bed and fell asleep with satisfaction.

*

Qin Qihua slept until he woke up naturally.

After getting up, I had breakfast and went to the swimming pool to swim.

When the housekeeper informed her that she had lunch, she came to the restaurant and saw Fu Xiangxi who was eating.

Thinking of Mr. Fu’s phone call last night, she said, “Grandpa asked us to go to his place for dinner tomorrow.”

Fu Xiangxi finished eating the food in his mouth and said calmly: "I understand."

Qin Qidai: "Do you need to prepare a gift?"

Fu Xiangxi: "No."

Qin Qidai: "Okay, you are your own grandson, you have the final say."

Although there is no need to prepare gifts, Qin Qihua thought that tomorrow is the first time I met the man's family boss after marriage, so I should take it seriously.

After lunch, Qin Qihua waved his servant away and took the initiative to help Fu Xiangxi push the wheelchair into the elevator.

Up to the second floor, she took him to the open terrace.

Fu Xiangxi noticed that the path was wrong and spoke, "I want to go to the study."

Qin Qihua said: "The study room is so boring. I just finished my meal and have a rest."

Qin Qihua pushed Fu Xiangxi to the terrace, sat at the iron art leisure table, and ordered the servant to send two glasses of freshly squeezed juice.

She sat next to Fu Xiangxi and delivered the juice straw to his lips, "Do you drink it?"

"No drink." He turned his face away.

Qin Qihua took a few sips, put down the cup, and walked behind Fu Xiangxi.

Raise your hand and press your fingers against his temples.

Fu Xiangxi subconsciously frowned, what else to do?

She gently rubbed and pressed his temples, and said, "Husband, how is this force?"

Fu Xiangxi asked alertly: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Qihua smiled sweetly and said, "I'll give you a massage and relieve stress."

Fu Xiangxi pulled her hand down: "No need."

"Hey, chatting requires atmosphere." Qin Qihua sat next to him. When she communicated with her parents at home, she would be good at it first.

"Speak something about it if you have something to do."
To be continued...