Agares stiffened, his hand slowly resting on the doorknob. His dark eyes remained fixed on the door, and without turning his head, he replied to his wife, "I placed a healing spray by the bedside..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a thud. He turned around hastily and saw his wife sitting on the ground, saying in a spoiled tone, "Honey, my leg hurts so much! It's split open and bleeding..."

Which leg?

Before Jiang Si could finish speaking, Agares had already knelt down in front of her, his face, neck, and ear tips all red, his dark eyes fixed on her fair and slender legs, trying to find some kind of wound.

Jiang Si stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around Agares' neck.

She was right. When her cheap husband saw her come out of the bathroom, his innocent face, ears, and neck turned red, and he left with slightly unsteady steps.

This is enough to show that it's not that she's attracted to this straight man, but that he's attracted to her too. Their feelings are mutual, not one-sided.

A faint scent of herbs wafted into his nostrils, and Agares froze, his voice hoarse and strained: "You don't have any injuries on your calves, I..."

"You have a scar on your thigh," Jiang Si teased the straight man with a wicked sense of humor. "If you don't believe me, take a look. There's definitely a big, ugly, and deep scar under my skirt!"

Agares's gaze remained fixed on her calf, his eyes fixed on her, not looking anywhere else: "No, I don't smell any blood!"

Are you born in the Year of the Dog?

Didn't you smell blood?

Jiang Si wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, snuggling into his embrace. Her voice was soft and sweet, like a little spoiled brat: "You didn't even look and you said there wasn't anything. The ground is so cold, and you didn't even pick me up. Didn't you say that since it's your first time being someone's husband, you should learn?"

"Then why don't you learn? You don't even hug me. Is this how a husband should act?"

His young wife, who exuded the fragrance of herbs, snuggled into his arms. Agares didn't know what to do with his hands and feet; his body was not only stiff but also tense.

"If you don't want to hug me, then don't! What's the big deal?" Jiang Si pouted, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and slowly released her arms from Agares' neck.

She was screaming inwardly.

Countless little people are dancing.

My cheap husband is so innocent.

This hasn't even happened yet.

He was as stiff as a wooden statue, his face flushed red.

If something really happens, wouldn't he be like a boiled shrimp?

Jiang Si let go of her hands but didn't get up. Instead, she slowly lowered her head, sat on the ground, hugged her legs with both hands, and her fluffy, messy hair covered her cheeks. She sniffed, bit her lip, and suppressed a laugh.

She cried?

She was hugging her knees and crying?

Agares took a deep breath, his voice hoarse and muffled, and comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll hold you, I'll hold you!"

Jiang Si mentally clenched her fist and gave a silent "Yay!" She pretended to choke up, acting weak, pitiful, and coquettish as she said, "I don't want you to hug me, I don't want you to hug me! Go find your kitten, go find your kitten!"

“No kittens!” Agares stretched out his long arm, reached under her calves, put one arm around her waist, picked her up from the ground, quickly walked to the bedside, put her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.

Jiang Si realized that she was completely covered up, with not a single thing showing. This outfit was a waste of her lace camisole dress.

"Which leg is injured?" Agares stood by the bed, reserved, aloof, and serious. He picked up the medical spray and waved it at Jiang Si: "Spray this on the wound, and this powder too..."

With a whoosh.

Jiang Si threw off the covers and sat up, flipping over and pouncing on Agares. She straddled him, took his hand, placed it on her thigh, and lowered her head, her messy hair obscuring her face as it rested against Agares' chest. "Husband, you can take your time to check if I'm lying or injured."

The warm, delicate skin beneath his palms made Agareth's breath catch in his throat. Looking up, he saw the sheer lace slip dress embroidered with…

"Stop fooling around, get up!" Agares pulled his hand away, his face flushed and hot, and said in a deep voice, "You have no injuries on your legs, only on your wrists!"

The sudden, cold voice startled Jiang Si. She then pressed herself against him, biting hard on his Adam's apple: "You're not letting me fool around, are you waiting for your little kitten to come and fool around with you?"