Are there any rewards for Chapter 63?
The room was dark, and Huo Jingchen's eyes were glazed over.
"It's very thick and the smell is a bit pungent. You may feel uncomfortable if you use it." Huo Jingchen's voice was slightly hoarse and her tone was much gentler than usual.
Xia Mi hesitated. Yes, what is made with current technology is indeed not that light and frivolous...
Huo Jingchen used the moonlight to see clearly that the person beneath her was distracted, and remembered what she said about not being ready to be a mother.
He reached out and opened the drawer of the bedside table, "The one Nancheng brought back looks better. Let's try it?"
Their eyes merged in the air, and silent and neutral tension lingered between the two.
Huo Jingchen's eyes were full of desire, and the calluses on his palms were rubbing his delicate and smooth waist, and he was accelerating with a soft nasal hum.
"Xia Mi, do you want to go to the Imperial Capital?" The man's lingering tone was filled with a feeling of being overwhelmed.
Xia Mi answered intermittently, and a tingling sensation spread from his body to his nerve endings.
In the early morning, the sea breeze brought a bit of coolness and came in through the cracks in the window.
The eyelashes of the person lying on the bed trembled slightly, and the cold wind blew. Xia Mi got under the quilt, and then opened his eyes, revealing a pair of clear eyes.
The craziness of last night flooded into my mind.
It was bright outside, and Xia Mi quickly sat up. Pain came from her waist. She opened her clothes and found an obvious bruise on her hip bone.
Xia Mi put down her clothes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, a wave of anger flowing through her body.
The perpetrator was no longer at home. There was a message note on the table. She picked it up and saw that the food was warm. I asked Lin Qianyue to go to school and ask for a half-day leave for you to have a good rest.
Xia Mi put it back on the table. He had worked hard yesterday and had lost his appetite. He just wanted to lie down and have a good rest.
She went back to lying on the bed, and as soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep again.
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At noon, Xia Mi was awakened by the smell of food. She raised her eyelids, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"Wake up." Huo Jingchen opened the door and skillfully took her coat from the cabinet.
As he approached, a familiar crisp breath penetrated into Xia Mi's nostrils. She raised her hands and put them into her cuffs naturally.
"What time is it?"
When Xia Mi spoke, his voice was muffled and his throat was dry and sore.
"Twelve past ten, can you go to school in the afternoon? Do you want me to drive you? I just have to go there for inspection."
Xia Mi nodded, "If I want to go, I have to ride the bike back."
"Then wait for me at home and come out when you hear the trumpet." Huo Jingchen walked out and looked at the honey water on the table, "Drink some water to moisten your throat."
Xia Mi held the cup, and the moment his hand touched the wall of the cup, a warmth spread from his palm to his heart.
She took a sip of honey water and said, "Did you bring it back from Nancheng?"
Xia Mi remembered that there was no honey at home.
"Well, I asked someone to get it." Huo Jingchen sat down, put down the rice bowl in front of her, "I heard it's for beauty. If you like it, I'll bring more back next time I go out."
After Xia Mi drank it, his dry coughing throat was moisturized, and the effect was immediate.
Then, he said an explosive news, "Sleep in separate beds tonight."
Huo Jingchen was startled by the action of picking up the meat, and then put the chicken legs into Xia Mi's bowl, "I just got married and slept in separate beds. If others found out, they would be gossiped about."
"How can there be so many viewers in life? As long as you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know such a private thing?"
Xia Mi bit into the chicken leg.
"Am I old enough to hide things?" After saying that, Huo Jingchen sighed and started acting like an opera queen, "Forget it, who asked me to love my wife."
As Xia Mi ate, he suddenly felt that the chicken drumsticks in his hands were no longer fragrant.
"Don't pretend to be innocent. Why are you sleeping in separate beds? You don't have any idea?"
With so many people in the army, chicken soup is a bit too luxurious.
"I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some and asked the cafeteria to help stew them. You are too thin. I will replenish your body." Xia Mi drank the chicken soup and gradually recovered her physical strength. After a bowl of heart-warming chicken soup, her whole body felt better. Quite a few.
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In the afternoon, Shi Daqiang drove, and Deputy Commander Chen was sitting in the passenger seat.
For convenience, Huo Jingchen and Xia Mi sat in the back seat of the car.
There was silence in the car except for the bumping sound.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, Deputy Captain Chen gave an order and saw someone standing on the rocks in the distance with a lonely back. He raised his hand emotionally and recited poetry with lipstick on his face.
Unfortunately, I was too far away to hear what it was about.
Deputy Captain Chen got out of the car in a hurry, and Huo Jingchen opened the door and got out of the car.
"What are you doing?" Deputy Captain Chen greeted loudly.
The voice on the rock heard the call and turned around. It was Shen Zhihui.
Xia Mi frowned, why is it him?
Shen Zhihui also saw Xia Mi's figure, and Deputy Captain Chen kept asking him to come up, so he jumped off the rock and ran over quickly.
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When people got closer, Deputy Captain Chen recognized Shen Zhihui.
"Shen Zhihui, what hysteria are you talking about? What are you doing on the rocks muttering about?"
Deputy Captain Chen obviously didn't understand his behavior just now.
Shen Zhihui was extremely happy and laughed heartily, "I'm reporting to Deputy Commander Chen, I was reciting a poem just now and wasn't mumbling randomly."
Ever since he received the news from his family, he couldn't hold back his excitement these days.
Only when facing the sea alone did he have the freedom to speak his mind.
"What are you carrying?"
"Have you heard of Li Bai's "Jianjinjiu"?" Shen Zhihui was in an excited state and even took the initiative to chat with Deputy Leader Chen, "Deputy Leader Chen, do you know which lines in this book I like the most?"
Without waiting for an answer, he was really as dazed as a demon, and started muttering to himself, "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent."
Deputy Captain Chen frowned, "Okay, okay, I haven't learned anything and I don't like it. You go back quickly. You are not afraid of falling if you are so devoted. You can't do this again!"
Shen Zhihui's enthusiasm was poured cold water on, and his eyes showed disappointment for a moment, and then ignited the flame of hope.
"Teacher Xia, you teach Chinese, so you must know the meaning of these two lines of poetry, right?"
Xia Mi didn't expect that she would be involved here.
"Do you know each other?"
Huo Jingchen's probing eyes fell on Xia Mi. Although his tone was normal, everyone present could feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"Not really, we met once." Xia Mi automatically ignored Shen Zhihui's question and answered Huo Jingchen.
Shen Zhihui didn't get the answer and was disappointed again.
Deputy leader Chen was worried about Shen Zhihui, "Forget it, don't walk back. We will stop by later. You can get in the car."
Shen Zhihui was not polite, opened the car door and got in.
Xia Mi was about to get in the car. Huo Jingchen got in first and sat in the middle to separate Xia Mi and Shen Zhihui.
"Teacher Xia, don't you know the meaning of those two lines of poetry?"
When these words fell on Xia Mi's ears, the proportion of questions was less than rhetorical and more questioning.
There is a way that you don't even know these two lines of poetry, but you can still be questioned by the teacher.
"Will there be any reward for telling her?" Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark and sharp.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Shen Zhihui frowned, and his face felt hot. He was a little at a loss and embarrassed by Huo Jingchen's irrelevant words.