chapter12

  The next day, He Sheng got out of bed and his foot was much better than last night. However, he still limped when walking. Wu Aunt said it would be like this for several days, fortunately, it's summer vacation now, otherwise going to school would be a trouble.

  Yuan Zhi was still sleeping at this time, he was a sleepy person. He Yung sat in the living room for a while and saw Wu Shu carrying a tray to go upstairs to deliver breakfast to him.

  He Sheng hesitated for a moment before taking the initiative to speak: "Aunt Wu, I'll help you send it."

  Got up and walked over unsteadily.

  Aunt Wu looked at her in surprise, then smiled and said: "Not afraid of him? But last night I was really startled when that kid carried you back. However, this is for the best. Living under one roof should be harmonious." As she spoke, she handed the plate to her hands and reminded her: "Walk slowly, be careful not to fall."

  "Uh-huh!" He Sheng responded with a soft "en", his face slightly flushed as he pursed his lips, lowered his head and focused on the bowls and chopsticks arranged on the plate, stumbling forward in a somewhat awkward manner.

  It wasn't just them who were scared last night, she herself was also in a daze.

  When I reached the door, it wasn't locked. I remembered Wu Auntie saying that this person's temper in the morning was not ordinary, and if she was woken up, she would scold enough to make one drink a pot of water. So every time, I would go in, put down my things, and quietly come out without making any noise.

  He Sheng remembered this and walked in with a natural pace that was neither too fast nor too slow.

  The person on the bed was still hugging the quilt with their arms and legs, sleeping soundly. This reminded He Song of the time he delivered food during the New Year's holiday, which was a similar scene, but at that time, he got scolded.

  The curtains were drawn very tightly, and the room was dimly lit.

  He walked over to the small table and put down the plate, He Sheng took a deep breath nervously, turned around and retreated, at the same time there was a slight movement on the bed.

  He Sheng's footsteps paused for a moment, and he turned to steal a glance. Yuan Zhi might have been sleeping too comfortably, humming softly as he rolled over, the quilt was completely pressed under his body, revealing his smooth and slender legs without any obstruction in the air, and that single pair of small briefs tightly wrapped around his plump and round buttocks.

  He Sheng swallowed her saliva, her eyes dryly blinking several times, and couldn't help but look at the other person from head to toe several times. She thought, how can one person be so good-looking? Obviously a handsome and dashing young man, yet he has features that are more delicate and charming than those of a girl. Of course, if his temper were better, she would definitely treat Yuan Zhi well.

  Seemingly coming back to his senses, he hastily lowered his head, his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and then slapped his cheeks a few times before hurrying out in a slightly flustered manner.

  He walked too hastily and suddenly forgot about his foot injury. When the pain struck, He Song's eyes widened and he bit his lip to prevent himself from crying out, only letting out a low, weak hum, barely audible like an intensified breath.

  But apparently her luck wasn't good that day, the wooden chair beside her fell down mercilessly in an unintentional tug.

  A loud "bang" echoed throughout the bedroom, He Song's hands supporting the ground trembled with pain as his mouth twisted open in a grimace, his face deathly pale. The next second, a hoarse roar came from the bed: "What the hell are you doing? Who let you in?"

  He Sheng hastily turned his head to look at him, and Yuan Zhi, who was sitting up in the middle of the bed with his upper body exposed, had a messy hair sticking out in all directions. His beautiful face revealed a deep anger, and he pointed to the table with a pale face, explaining in a hoarse voice, "I sent this."

  Yuan Zhi's eyes didn't move at all as he bellowed: "Then what are you pushing a chair for when you're full and idle?"

  He Sheng was so frightened that he forgot to control his volume and said loudly: "I accidentally fell, it's not a push."

  Yuan Zhi suddenly jumped up and pointed at her, "You've got thorns on your body, can you take the chair with you?"

  He Shuang's mouth was pouting, and just as she was about to say something, her gaze suddenly shifted to a bulge on Yuan Zhi's body. She knew that boys and girls were different, but she didn't know why there was a bulge in his underwear. She had never seen Yuan Zhi like this before. At the age of 13, children are not yet deeply aware of the physical structure of people outside their own bodies, especially those of the opposite sex. So she was momentarily stunned.

  When she came to her senses, Yuan Zhi had already sat back on the bed with a thud, pulling the quilt over his lower body and covering it tightly. His face was red with shame and anger, his eyes were wet and he shouted: "What are you looking at? Are you still a woman?"

  He Sheng was stunned by his appearance, and immediately also blushed and lowered his head, realizing that he had indeed seen something he shouldn't have. He muttered softly with his finger pointing to the ground: "I didn't do it on purpose."

  Yuan Zhi panted heavily, unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment. In the 15 years since he came of age, no woman had ever looked at him so seriously and intimately, especially not in such a private place. Not even He Shou Si had seen him like this. Last time, He Shou Si had insisted on comparing sizes while urinating, but Yuan Zhi had refused, and the kid had teased him for a long time, saying he must be too small to dare show it off. What was this place, somewhere you could casually whip it out to show off? He glared at He Song again, but now he was being stared at by this guy, even through layers of fabric, making him feel suffocated. Was he planning on showing it off to his own wife in the future or something? And what kind of woman was she, anyway?

  Thinking of this, he became even more furious, grabbed the pillow next to him and started pounding it violently, the soft pillow instantly lost its shape, and Yuan Zhi looked like a madman.

  He Sheng slowly got up from the ground, looked at Yuan Zhi who was still venting on the bed, and said in a low voice: "I'll go down first."

  Yuan Zhi directly threw the pillow over, "Get out!"

  He Sheng hastily retreated with a limp, but this time seeing Yuan Zhi's furious face didn't seem to scare her as much as before. He Sheng let out a sigh of relief, probably because she was too familiar with it, or maybe because she was used to being scolded. Or perhaps it was the lingering memory of last night when Yuan Zhi carried her for so long - the refreshing scent in his hair, the warmth of his body, and the soft gasps of exhaustion that still lingered in her mind, refusing to be shaken off.

  Yuan Zhi came down with an empty bowl and plate after a short while, saw He Sheng in the living room and threw him a white eye, then turned into the kitchen.

  When I came out again, I sat in the farthest place from He Sheng, with my legs crossed and put on the coffee table, turning on the TV to change channels.

  He Shuang nibbled on a small piece of apple slowly, seeing that Yuan Zhi didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, so he pushed the plate with the apple pieces on the tea table towards him, "You eat."

  Yuan Zhi glanced at him disdainfully, "Don't you know that I hate eating apples the most?"

  "Uh... He Sheng suddenly remembered the time he spat on him, quickly swallowed what was in his mouth and said: "What do you want to eat? I'll go wash it for you.""

  Yuan Zhi was still indignant about what had just happened, so he didn't have a good expression on his face as he spoke to He Sheng, "Eat your food, you're like a pig, and yet you dare to speak so much."

  Wu Shu just came out of her room, which was on the first floor. After hearing Yuan Zhi's words, she said discontentedly: "Don't talk to He Song like that, she's a young girl and very well-behaved, so good to you, and yet you speak ill of others."

  "What's good about it! Fooling around all day." After saying that, he glared at Mu Mu's He Song again.

  "You're always getting into trouble from dawn till dusk!" Wu Shu walked over to He Song, "Let's not bother with him, come on, I'll put some medicine on for you."

  He Sheng lifted his still swollen foot and shook his head in refusal: "I'll do it myself."

  "This spray is going to splatter everywhere if you can't control it." Wu Aunt sat down, pulled out her bent legs, and He Sheng's body tilted, both hands hurriedly propping up the sofa to stabilize it. Wu Aunt quickly sprayed some on the swollen area and then rubbed it with her hand. The dull pain made He Sheng frown, and she subconsciously wanted to pull her foot back.

  Aunt Wu held on tightly, continuing to massage her while saying: "Bear with it for a bit, this is the best way, otherwise the swelling will take a long time to subside."

  Yuan Zhi glanced at it a few times, thought it was boring, and the smell of medicine was unpleasant. He threw away the remote control and ran outside to play with He Shou Si without a care.

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