Chapter 84. He Was the One Who Came Out of the Siege.

Chen Du woke up and saw Chen Jiashu as soon as he opened his eyes. She propped her head beside his pillow. Her face was very close, and her big eyes stared at him without blinking for a moment.

He was startled. “What are you doing… why are you up so early?”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“Are you not feeling well?” He thought she had a fever again. He stretched his hand to feel her forehead and put his own head against hers to check. Her temperature was normal.

Chen Jiashu closed her eyes against his long lashes and said, “I don’t have a fever.”

“Then what are you doing?” He took her by the arm and lowered her onto the bed, fishing over the clothes and phone on the bedside table; it was four-thirty and he should be gone.

“I was looking at you.” Chen Jiashu lay on her side and smiled, “I was looking at you because you’re so good looking.”

Chen Du was molested for no reason. He lowered his head and smiled. He put on his shirt and turned his hand to her face, “Do you like it?”

She was pecked by him and spoke with a bit of a naive tone, her pouting voice responding quickly, “Yes.”

When he heard her say she liked it, Chen Du couldn’t help but be excited, physically excited. Much like a starving soldier who sees a pot of tempting pancakes and is so happy that his blood and saliva fly up, while knowing clearly that the pancakes are painted.

He grew accustomed to the vague, ethereal, and false happiness Chen Jiashu gave him, and was helplessly happy with it. He rolled out of bed, pulled the blanket over Chen Jiashu, and softly touched her head. “Well, I’m off. You go back to sleep. “

“Bye.” Chen Jiashu responded just as quickly, smoothing out the top of her hair and turning her head into the blanket without a second thought.

Seeing this, he took two steps out and turned back in, pulling her out from under the covers and holding her head in a soft hug.

“Well ……” Chen Jiashu, dizzy from the softness, pressed his neck and lifted the man away.

She was half lying in his arms. Her hair was loose, and her soft and slippery neck showed faint veins. She lifted her eyelids, half drunk, half hooked, to look at him. She raised her head and kissed him on his lips, patting the back of his neck as if sending a big obedient dog, “Okay, let’s go go go.”

A thin layer of frost seeped onto the floor as a remnant of the moon struck through the branches and across the window.

Chen Du just looked at her for a long time, and at Chen Jia Shu’s gradually drowsy expression, he suddenly kissed her. He kissed and sucked her, pressing her slender shoulders up. One leg was curved up and pressed against the bed, and the other leg was propped up on the floor. He kissed her into a shivering ball before he even got off the bed, and grunted as she grabbed the sheets.

In the darkness of the room, the two figures were in bed together for a long time. From the depths of the night to the break of dawn, until the hour hand pointed to five o’clock and the alarm clock went off again, Chen Du finally got up, unable to stay any longer.

“A phone will ring later, and the waiter will bring the food.” He buttoned up the crumpled open collar and added uneasily, “Remember to get dressed.” Don’t get a vest and dash out.

Chen Jiashu gave a long hmm, like a child coping with the nagging of their elders.

Chen Du put on his coat and changed his shoes, his eyes always falling on her, and walked away with one step back.

The door opened and closed. He left silently, and Chen Jiashu drifted off to sleep. As the day dawned, the moonlight that had fallen on the floor melted away into the brilliant daylight, and when the bedside phone rang, she woke up again. Her pillow was empty and cold, the night’s charm unknowingly cleaned away.

Chen Du took a bag of vegetables with him on the way home. He sweated a little while trotting all the way. When he got home, he happened to meet Chen Jinnan, who had just woken up and came down the stairs. He put the vegetables in the refrigerator and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand. “I went out for a morning run and bought some corn and beef. Is the meat on the second layer below? “

“Huh? Ah… yes, that’s right. ” Chen Jinan was stunned to see Chen Du, who had returned from outside and turned to smile, “Oh, did Xiao Du go for a morning run? So early, come come, breakfast is ready. “

“Well, I’m going to go for a morning run for a while as soon as I’m ready to take a break from testing.” He nodded and closed the fridge, “I’ll go up and take a shower first, you eat first.”

Chen Jinan looked at his son’s handsome back, “Good, good, it’s good for young people to exercise more. Go on then. It’s better for Uncle to take you to school today. Hey, by the way, is there a parents’ meeting next week? “

“Yes.” Chen Du said.

“Ah, like this, your mother will be in charge of your parent meeting. My words…” He paused and smiled awkwardly, “I’ll go to Jiashu’s parent meeting.”

Chen Du stopped walking upstairs and turned to look at him..

Chen Jinnan said with a sigh, “I haven’t been to her parent-teacher conference for so many years, and I thought I would go there this year. Jiashu is actually a very good child, and very self-disciplined. She hasn’t let the family worry for so many years… If you don’t notice, both children have grown up so much. Since you happen to be in the same school, your mother and I will be in charge of each other. That’s it, ah.”

He talked a lot as if to save his respect. It was probably because he was stabbed by Chen Jiashu’s love in school, when she called out to him. Chen Jinnan’s fatherly love, which had been disconnected for many years, finally went online. So he spontaneously decided to attend her parents’ meeting. Although Chen Jiashu had not needed his presence for a long time.

Chen Du was speechless about his decision to pat his head 1 to fix what had already been broken . He felt more and more that Chen Jiashu was like a magic mirror. The closer he got to her, the more he could see all kinds of strange scenes in the house, twists and turns under the calm appearance.

And here he was planted in the middle, and he was twisted too. From the moment Chen Jiashu’s snow-white, inviting cleavage first jumped into his line of sight, from the moment he was hooked all his soul by her over under the table, it gradually dawned on him that he was the one who wanted to come out of the besieged city.

“Hmm.” He withdrew his gaze, answered, and went upstairs.