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He Zhishu woke up, his side was empty, and it was cold. It seems that people have been walking for a long time.
He Zhishu slowly turned over and lay on the bed and closed his eyes and squinted for a while. His body was still too weak, and now he only felt sore and soft in his waist and legs.
At this time, the door was gently pushed open, but He Zhishu did not move. He felt that someone was by his side, and the corner of the quilt was lifted. Before he noticed the coldness, a warm thing was stuffed into his arms, which was an electric heater.
"Honey, happy birthday." Ai Ziyu lowered his head from He Zhishu's earlobe to the nape of the neck and pecked lightly: "Get up."
He Zhishu shrank his shoulders and hugged the warm treasure in his arms: "Don't make trouble. It's very itchy."
Ai Ziyu didn't do much, just smiled and tidied the broken hair on He Zhishu's forehead: "Let's get up after a while, I'll go downstairs and wait for you."
Wait for Ai Ziyu. It took a while for He Zhishu to wander around. He fastened the buttons of his pajamas one by one and rubbed his forehead lightly.
Ai Ziyu was in the kitchen when he went downstairs. Hearing the sound, he leaned out and looked at him with a smile: "Get up?"
Ai Ziyu's small floral apron was stained with a lot of flour, and she looked like a foolish smile. A big dog is exactly the same: "I can make cakes for you when I make these egg tarts."
He Zhishu held Nuanbao in his arms, tilted his head slightly and glanced into the kitchen at a distance: "You are really amazing. "
Ai Ziyu Chong he came to hand whisk the flour dust on the palm of your hand, then put a book of he picked up the horizontal lines down to the living room sofa. Ai Ziyu's hands were very hot, and she fell on He Zhishu's back waist through her pajamas and rubbed it gently.
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Zhishu was a little awkward, and made a weak profit : "Flour rubs me all over." Ai Ziyu didn't let go: "I'll press it for you." His movements are not awkward, Ai Ziyu understands He Zhishu's embarrassment and awkwardness. thought. Although he was restrained and patient enough last night, he was always afraid of wronging this person a little bit.
Ai Tzuyu's technique and strength made He Zhishu very comfortable, and the tight muscles felt relaxed. Massage is a very laborious task. He Zhishu is embarrassed to trouble Ai Ziyu so much.
"I don't feel uncomfortable on my body. Go ahead. Don't you mean that the cake is not ready yet?" He Zhishu stood up from Ai Ziyu's arms and sat upright on the sofa.
Ai Tzuyu didn't say much, she lightly rubbed He Zhishu's side face with her palm and got up. He walked two steps into the kitchen, and suddenly remembered something to live in.
"I forgot all about it." Ai Ziyu smiled flatteringly at He Zhishu, turned around and opened the security door.
He Zhishu was also curious about what Ai Tzuyu did. He didn't wait three minutes to watch a big golden dog happily running in from outside. Ai Ziyu slowed down a few steps, carrying two cats in her arms, followed by two cats.
He Zhishu chuckles and laughs.
"I asked someone to take them to the deworming bath in the morning, and let them play with you for a while." Ai Ziyu walked over to He Zhishu, and handed a cat in her arms to the back of the neck: "Hug, Your favorite one has grown a lot."
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