Chapter 23

Ah Chou came in with light hands and feet, for fear of disturbing Zhong Mingwei's good sleep. It was still dark, and she could not light candles, so she could only move forward a little bit. She finally touched the edge of the bed step by step. She put down the wooden basin, then gently grasped the quilt corner, gently lifted the quilt. She stretched her hand in, but she was too busy to stretch it back. She rubbed her hand hard, and put her hand in After rubbing the heat, she went in again. With yesterday's experience, this time she easily took out the dirty list, then changed a clean list and put it under him. Then she stirred a hot pad and gently wiped the thigh root for Zhong Mingwei. She didn't dare to use her strength. Yesterday, she watched Zhong Mingwei's place bleeding. She was afraid to wake up the clock Mingwei, after wiping it several times and finally making sure it's clean, ah Chou threw the dirty list into the water, and then walked out again.

In fact, where can Zhong Mingwei sleep?

He didn't close his eyes for almost a night. To be exact, he woke up before the fourth watch. He was really choking. He could bear the blue tendons on his forehead. But he still couldn't help it. When his thigh became hot and humid again, he bit his lips to death, and his mouth was bloody.

He was so ashamed and despairing that he could not add to it.

But what can he do? In addition to growing disgusted with themselves.

Especially today.

He hoped that this day would be so dark to the end, that the sun would no longer rise eastward, that the darkness would cover the courtyard forever, and that the girl would never wake up and find his embarrassment.

He's really ashamed.

But before dawn, the girl crept in. She seemed to think she was still asleep. Her steps were lighter than those of a cat. She lifted the quilt so gently, raised his legs so gently, cleaned himself up so gently, or wiped herself clean with a warm pad. Then the girl was like a cat Quietly left

How could there be such a good girl?

……

Today, it's still porridge with pickles. Ah Chou feeds Zhong Mingwei, and then begins to clean up.

"Will you sleep a little longer?" Ah Chou is cleaning up his bedroom, and at the same time he says to Zhong Mingwei.

"I can't sleep," Zhong Mingwei said, lying on the bed, looking at ah Chou with a mess of branches in his hand. He was curious. "This is a broom?"

"Hey, yeah! I made it with firewood! " Ah Chou squinted and smiled, and sent the broom he had just made to the man. He was obviously waiting for praise. "Am I particularly handy?"

"Zhong Mingwei smiled:" yes, dexterous

Ah Chou stared at Zhong Mingwei, and the broom was confiscated for half a day. Zhong Mingwei looked at her gaping blank face, and wondered, "what's the matter?"

"You You look good with a smile. "Ah Chou just came back to his senses and realized that she had been staring at a man for a long time, which inevitably made her a little embarrassed. She was so busy that she lowered her head and swept the floor. For a long time, she secretly glanced at Zhong Mingwei and said in a small voice," you should smile more in the future, don't always put on a tight face. "

Zhong Mingwei was so said by her, some chat up: "what is there to laugh at?"

"Of course there is," ah Chou put down his broom and knelt down solemnly in front of Zhong Mingwei's bed and put his eyes on him. "Is today's porridge good to drink?"

Zhong Mingwei looked at her prim face and couldn't help holding her lips: "good to drink."