In her previous life, to escape confiscation and liquidation, Cen Yan married her stepmother's niece's son at the urging of her family.
She thought she could escape a calamity, but wh...
Chapter 270 Qi Jingchuan's Bold Probe
Upon hearing his words, Cen Yan felt a surge of anger rising within her. She slammed the disinfectant bottle shut and threw it into the first-aid kit, then angrily tossed the dough with the medicine into the trash can.
"Minor injury! Do you know that sometimes, it is precisely these neglected minor injuries that can develop into serious injuries and illnesses! Qi Jingchuan, you used to be all alone and naked, and it was one thing to work so hard and not take care of your body, but have you forgotten that you now have a family and a married man? Or do you want to add another widow to your family!"
widow!
These two words struck Qi Jingchuan's heart like a heavy hammer.
His heart softened, and his panic was palpable. "Wife, I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Why are your eyes red? Don't cry."
Qi Jingchuan's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly reached out to wipe away Cen Yan's tears, but stopped just before touching her. He was afraid, afraid that his fingertips were too rough and he would hurt his wife...
Cen Yan turned her head away. "Who's crying? You can die wherever you want. What does it have to do with me?"
"You're my wife, how can it not concern you? Honey, don't be like this, I know I was wrong."
Qi Jingchuan got up from the bed, came to her side, and mustered up his courage to hug her slender waist from behind.
"I'll write a self-criticism! Five thousand words, no! Fifty thousand words! Honey... forgive me, I promise I'll never let myself get hurt again, okay?"
"Who wants your pathetic self-criticism! It's more than just half an ice pop!"
Cen Yan pushed him away, her ear tips slightly red.
"Don't eat meat for now, wait until you're healed. You're a soldier, even a small injury could become a reason for your forced discharge. Don't eat in the army canteen for the next few days either, I'll make you something light."
Qi Jingchuan wanted to say, didn't Cen Yan say before the marriage that she couldn't cook and didn't plan to be a good wife and mother after marriage? How come she's willing to do it now?
But he knew his wife was just concerned about him, so he refrained from asking her any questions.
"Okay! I'll do whatever you say." Qi Jingchuan stood in front of Cen Yan.
The air seemed to fall silent; the two remained silent.
After a long while, Cen Yan stared at the man's taut belly button and squeezed out, "Aren't you cold?"
"Hmm?" Qi Jingchuan didn't understand.
Cen Yan: "Hurry up and put your clothes on!" After saying that, she threw the man's vest, which he had taken off to the side, at him and quickly turned around to pack the first-aid kit.
Even though she only took out tweezers, dough, iodine, and medicine for sprains and bruises, Cen Yan spent a good ten minutes tidying them up, she was extremely busy.
My wife is so busy, but I don't know what she's busy with.
Qi Jingchuan stood behind Cen Yan, watching her every move with great interest.
He had just successfully wrapped his arms around his wife's waist; it was so slender and soft, and she smelled wonderful.
But what made him even happier was that his wife didn't dislike his touch. Did that mean that his wife had a good feeling about him during their time together?
Thinking of this, Qi Jingchuan boldly reached out, wanting to try hugging his wife again, wondering if she would be angry.
Just then, Cen Yan suddenly turned around and said, "By the way! Qi Jingchuan, I need your help with something. Do you know where I can get beeswax?"
Beeswax is an important ingredient in lipsticks, but in this freezing cold and unfamiliar place, she really didn't know where to buy a batch of beeswax.
Qi Jingchuan withdrew his hand. "Is it to make the lipstick you mentioned?"
"That's right."
After a moment's thought, the man said, "I'll go to the countryside tomorrow. Some of the villagers in the production team should be beekeepers. I can buy some from them."
Cen Yan smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Then I'll leave this to you. Once the lipstick is finished and we make some money, I'll buy you something delicious."