Fog Returns to the Capital

Chapter 87 Farewell...

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The early autumn mornings were already chilly, with a rustling wind seeping in through the cracks in the windows.

Li Wu felt a chill and, still half-asleep, instinctively leaned towards the side before even opening her eyes. But she suddenly missed, finding only emptiness beneath her.

Li Wu buried her head in the blanket for two or three minutes before finally managing to sit up in bed with considerable difficulty.

But don't want to.

She barely managed to open her eyes when she met Zhou Jinghuai, who was sitting there calmly watching her.

"..."

Li Wu glanced at the bright daylight outside, then turned to look at Zhou Jinghuai, her eyes filled with a mixture of joy and disbelief. "You're still here?"

Zhou Jinghuai put down his teacup and walked towards Li Wu, a smile playing on his lips. "Can't I be here?"

Li Wu didn't speak.

But as soon as she saw Zhou Jinghuai approaching, she hurriedly pulled the blanket over herself, wishing she could wrap herself up tightly.

But her bare back was still completely exposed to the air.

As Zhou Jinghuai approached, a single glance was enough to make him see everything clearly.

Beautifully curved shoulder blades, fair and delicate skin like fresh snow, and a waistline that is barely visible until it disappears.

Timely.

When Li Wu looked up, she was met with his dark and deep eyes.

That moment.

Li Wu's entire body trembled slightly involuntarily. As if sensing something, Li Wu turned over and tried to escape.

next second.

He was then pulled into Zhou Jinghuai's arms, who reached out and grabbed his waist.

"Don't……"

Li Wu subconsciously gripped his sleeve, looking up at him with her fair face, her wet eyes slightly red, as if there were still traces of crying at the corners of her eyes, her soft voice slightly hoarse, "The sheets... the sheets have been changed twice..."

Hear the words.

Zhou Jinghuai chuckled softly.

Li Wu's face instantly turned red, and she threw herself into his arms and patted him, but ended up delivering herself to his door again.

She felt a deep sense of fear. Fortunately, Zhou Jinghuai would always soothe her with a gentle kiss.

So later on, she gradually began to experience pleasure.

……

...When it was finally over, Li Wu was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep again.

When Li Wu woke up again in the afternoon, Zhou Jinghuai had already left Yuqing Garden.

After dinner, Li Wu went to the pond in the backyard to feed the crocodiles.

He is nearly three meters tall.

When Li Wu first saw it, she was so frightened that she took several steps back. If Zhou Jinghuai hadn't reached out to support her in time, she probably would have fallen to the ground on the spot.

Later, she even named the crocodile Huahua.

That way, she won't be too scared when she calls it.

The expert in charge of crocodile breeding overheard this and, although his expression wasn't very strong, he looked at Li Wu with a somewhat complicated look and subtly reminded her that it was a male crocodile.

"..."

Li Wu turned her head and subconsciously looked at Zhou Jinghuai, who was sitting leisurely drinking tea to the side.

When Zhou Jinghuai looked up, he saw Li Wu looking at him with a dependent gaze, as if she wanted him to make decisions for her.

After a slight pause.

Zhou Jinghuai put down his white jade teacup and said gently, "As she wishes."

Although not long after, Li Wu saw the peacocks kept in the backyard and gave the name "Hua Hua" to the white peacock that was displaying its tail feathers.

……

On the day of the premiere of the movie directed by Chen.

Shen Yichen came to H University to pick up Li Wu.

Su Jingyao took on a part-time job around that time, and she left the school with Li Wu.

"Su Jingyao, my roommate."

Li Wu looked at Shen Yichen, who was waiting by the car, and introduced him softly.

Then, Li Wu hesitated for a moment before speaking, "She's going in the same direction as us, could you give her a ride..."

"Get in the car."

Shen Yichen naturally wouldn't refuse Li Wu's offer.

In the back seat.

While talking to Li Wu, Su Jingyao would occasionally glance at Shen Yichen in the passenger seat.

Finally, somehow, the topic turned to last year's Spring Festival Gala.

Shen Yichen would occasionally chime in with a word or two, his attitude neither warm nor cold, within a range that wouldn't be considered impolite.

But once Shen Yichen struck up a conversation, Su Jingyao seemed to become even more talkative.