[Military Marriage + Double Clean + Upgradable Space + Face-Slapping + Group Pampering]
Shen Zhaoyue, the eldest young lady of an ancient traditional Chinese medicine family, was flung into a...
Chapter 72 Chapter 72
As night fell, the dim light spread a warm atmosphere in the room. As usual, Chen Zhaoyue gave Wen Yanxi acupuncture treatment.
"Uncle, I'm going up the mountain with Sister Yue to collect herbs tomorrow." She said as she gave me the acupuncture, "It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the good weather recently. Maybe we can bring back more."
Wen Yanxi frowned slightly, his muscles unconsciously tensed, causing the newly inserted silver needle to shake slightly: "Just the two of you?"
His voice was low, worry evident.
"It should be, but it's okay, Sister Yue is very familiar with the mountains." Chen Zhaoyue patted his leg soothingly, her fingertips touching his warm skin, like soothing a restless large dog.
She deliberately spoke in a light tone, "We'll just walk around the foot of the mountain and make sure we're back before sunset."
Under the light, Wen Yanxi's profile was tense, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and finally he just uttered a low "hmm".
Wen Yanxi was still relieved about Yue Xiulan.
She has lived in the compound for more than ten years. She is steady and reliable, and knows the nearby mountains and forests very well.
"My uncle's body has a strong ability to recover. From now on, we can have longer intervals between acupuncture treatments!" Chen Zhaoyue said in surprise as he put away the needles.
Perhaps it was the magical effect of the spiritual spring water, Wen Yanxi's hidden injury recovered much faster than she expected.
Wen Yanxi nodded slightly, but his mind was still on the fact that Shen Zhaoyue was going up the mountain.
She was new to the North and might not have even climbed a real mountain, which was really worrying.
Under the light, the lines on his stern profile were tense, and his brows unconsciously frowned again.
After a moment of silence, Wen Yanxi finally spoke in a low and restrained voice: "Be careful when you go up the mountain."
He paused, then added, "Don't talk to strangers."
The brief advice contained endless concern, just like an old father's advice to his daughter who was going out for the first time.
Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help laughing and teased him deliberately: "I know, uncle~"
She dragged out the last word, like a well-behaved kitten: "I promise to follow Sister Yue closely and stay away from strangers!"
Chen Zhaoyue didn't notice that Wen Yanxi's eyes were always on her face, or to be more precise, on her mouth.
Her moist lips shone with an alluring luster under the light, opening and closing gently as she spoke, like two delicate petals.
But Wen Yanxi could no longer hear what she was saying.
His sight was completely attracted by the bright red, and his heartbeat was beating like a drum in his ears.
An idea became clearer in my mind.
Since we've already got the marriage certificate, it's okay to kiss, right?
“Uncle, what’s wrong with you…” Shen Zhaoyue finally noticed something was wrong, but before he could finish his words, his lips were suddenly blocked.
Her eyes widened in shock, and the acupuncture bag in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang".
Wen Yanxi's kiss was very light, like a feather brushing past, but it made her whole body freeze, and even her breathing stopped for a moment.
Her wide eyes were filled with surprise, and her long eyelashes cast fine shadows in the light.
At first, Wen Yanxi's lips only touched it cautiously, and then he quickly retreated as if frightened.
But the fleeting touch was fragrant and soft, like the finest marshmallow, which made Wen Yanxi linger on it.
He looked at Chen Zhaoyue, who was still confused: her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were watery, and she looked like a frightened deer.
He finally couldn't help himself and bent down to kiss her again.
This time it's no longer just a taste.
Wen Yanxi's lips gently covered hers, with cautious temptation.
Chen Zhaoyue could smell the faint pine scent on him after taking a bath, and could feel his slightly rapid breathing spraying on her face.
Her fingers unconsciously tugged at the edge of his shirt, the fabric wrinkling in her palms.
When Wen Yanxi regained his senses and stepped back, his ears were red as if they could drip blood.
He pursed his lips, as if he was also surprised by his own impulsiveness.
The room was so quiet that one could hear the lingering sound of a silver needle hitting the ground and the intertwining heartbeats of the two people.
"Go to bed early." Wen Yanxi finally found his voice. He quickly stood up, his Adam's apple rolling unnaturally, and his voice was unnaturally low and hoarse: "I'm going to take a shower."
After Wen Yanxi's figure disappeared behind the bathroom door, Chen Zhaoyue belatedly touched her lips, where the burning touch still lingered.
She suddenly realized something was wrong.
Wait, my uncle had clearly taken a shower before the acupuncture, so why did he go in again?
Chen Zhaoyue blinked blankly, her long eyelashes casting tiny shadows under the light.
Thinking of Wen Yanxi's aggressive kiss just now, her face suddenly turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and even the tips of her ears were burning.
This is totally different from what she expected!
How come her uncle, who is usually serious and well-behaved, suddenly became so proactive after getting the marriage certificate?
Shouldn't he be shy and restrained, hesitating for a long time even before holding hands?
Chen Zhaoyue blinked, and suddenly an idea came to his mind!
Could her uncle be the introverted type?
The surface is cold as ice, but in fact...
However, Wen Yanxi took a bath much longer than usual.
Chen Zhaoyue in the living room had completely recovered from the sudden kiss just now, and even began to count the minutes on the wall clock out of boredom.
But the bathroom door was still closed, and only the sound of running water could be heard.
"We've already got the marriage certificate, we're already legally married." Chen Zhaoyue held her chin in her hand and stared at the bathroom door in a daze: "Why won't my uncle let me sleep in his room?"
She muttered quietly, her fingers unconsciously twirling around the ends of her hair.
While thinking, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind.
Wen Yanxi had said before that he had a hidden injury and could not have children.
Chen Zhaoyue hadn't taken it to heart at first, but now, his expression instantly became serious: "This...isn't it possible?"
She was shocked by her own guess, and her face changed again and again: "This won't do, I have to cure my uncle quickly!"
Thinking of this, she immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran into her room like a frightened rabbit.
The door lock locked with a "click", and the next second Shen Zhaoyue's figure disappeared from the spot and entered the space.
“Miss, what medicine do you want to get so late?” Seeing that Shen Zhaoyue was not sleeping and went straight to the pharmacy as soon as she came in, Johnny’s electronic eyes flashed with a confused blue light.
Chen Zhaoyue didn't even raise his head: "Medicine to treat men's problems!"
She gritted her teeth and spoke, her hands waving so fast that they almost left afterimages: "I must match it tonight!"
Johnny's processor nearly crashed on the spot, and his voice became distorted: "Miss...?!"
It covered its head exaggeratedly, as if it had heard some shocking secret: "This... this, this..."
Chen Zhaoyue didn't notice Johnny's shock at all and continued to prepare medicine.