Wen Xin sucked in a breath, and this snort made Jun Mohan's gaze shift to her. Seeing that she was trying hard to clean the wound, but couldn't do it and was sweating profusely, he still stood up.
At the bathroom door, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and said calmly: "Do you need help?"
Wen Xin was startled by his sudden voice, and quickly put down her clothes, saying in embarrassment: "No need, this wound is a little..."
Jun Mohan was amused by her appearance and teased: "Don't worry, your figure doesn't interest me at all. Just treat me as your mother and I will treat you as my mother."
Wen Xin's mouth twitched. This is different!
Before she could say anything else, he had already grabbed the towel and pushed her down onto the sink without mercy, saying in a deep voice, "It will hurt a little, bear with it."
Wen Xin complained in her heart, it wasn't just a little painful, it was very painful. If she had known that she would refuse directly, she would have done so. He was simply treating her like a guinea pig and tossing her around at will.
Not only was the force of the hand quite strong, she almost sprained her waist the moment he pushed her down.
The cotton swab moved over the wound, causing some pain mixed with numbness, which made her body tremble instinctively. She looked through the mirror with a blushing face at the man who was concentrating on applying medicine. Her face was furious. After all, it was the first time that a man saw her from behind, which was really embarrassing.
Halfway through taking the medicine, Wen Xin's cell phone on the sink rang. It was a video call from grandma.
She picked up the phone without thinking much.
"grandmother."
Old Mrs. Jun was so shocked by the scene that her eyes widened. She almost flew with joy, and even her hunched back straightened up.
Wen Xin was seen lying there, with Jun Mohan rubbing something on her back, his eyes focused and his posture ambiguous. Don't blame her for imagining too much about that scene, it was definitely a sign of a nosebleed.
As someone who has been through it, she understands.
Thinking of Jun Mohan's attitude towards Wen Xin tonight, although he was tactful, his grandson was also considerate of Wen Xin. Fearing that she would not be able to stay at home, he specially bought some things and sent them to her in the name of Wen Xin.
This is a sign that the iron tree is about to bloom.
"Grandma, why don't you speak?"
Mrs. Jun suddenly came back to her senses and smiled, "No, no, I'm sorry! Wen Xin interrupted you two from doing your work, grandma will hang up now."
"Grandma, what's the matter?"
"Good boy, be careful not to hurt your back. Don't answer the video if it's inconvenient for you to do your work. Grandma doesn't blame you. Grandma is hanging up now, you guys continue."
"Oh, I understand that young people like to seek excitement, but it's more convenient to **."
"hehe!"
The video was hung up, and Wen Xin was speechless. What does this mean?
Jun Mohan behind him naturally knew what his grandmother meant, especially the way her eyes narrowed with laughter. He knew she was overthinking it and was too lazy to explain. It was better to be misunderstood so that she wouldn't bother him all day long about why he didn't have a baby.
Wen Xin asked tentatively: "What did grandma mean just now?"
"you guess?"
Wen Xin's mouth twitched, and she muttered, "I can't guess."
"Don't you like watching that kind of movies? Don't you think the posture just now is a bit like..."
He teased kindly, and Wen Xin looked confused, "What movie?"
"Yellow saucer."
"Shua!" Wen Xin's face instantly turned red, and she even felt her back getting cold and hot, alternating between cold and hot. She said in shame and anger: "I don't like to watch it, so don't talk about it all the time."
Jun Mohan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, threw down the cotton swab and said lightly: "Okay, go lie down on the sofa for a while to let the medicine fully absorb, I'll clean up here."
"snort!"
Wen Xin walked out, not noticing that the man's gaze behind her was becoming increasingly profound.
At the Jun family, the old lady excitedly sang folk songs...
Sister, you sit at the bow.
Brother, please go to the shore.
Love and affection, the rope is long and leisurely.
Jun Morou heard the singing and hurriedly stuck her head in, only to see the old lady happily dancing in the room with a handkerchief in her hand.
She said with a smile: "Grandma, what are you so happy about?"
"Haha! I'm just happy. I'll be holding my great-grandson soon."
When she thought of the two people walking one after the other, Wen Xin's face turned slightly red. Her grandson's focused look made her know one thing: their relationship was improving, and she would have her grandson in her arms soon.
Wen Xin lay there for about ten minutes before getting up. She saw Jun Mohan taking a shower in the bathroom, so she went straight back to the room.
…
When he woke up the next day, Wen Xin made breakfast for him as usual. After they had eaten, he came out holding his clothes. Wen Xin asked casually, "Uncle, do you want to wash clothes?"
"Um!"
She quickly wiped the table, then washed her hands and walked over, trying to take the clothes from his hands.
"I'll help you wash. When we signed the contract, you married me and my job was to do this, so there's no reason for you to wash it."
Jun Mohan did not hand the clothes to her, but said indifferently: "I am not used to others washing my clothes, especially women. By the way, you have used this washing machine, so I will not wash it. I will wash it by hand."
After he finished speaking, he went straight into the bathroom carrying his clothes.
Wen Xin was stunned by his words. This man actually despised her. When she saw him leave, she pursed her lips and muttered softly.
"If you want to wash it, just wash it! Do you really think I'm willing to help you wash it? You're so hypocritical. You even want to wash it by hand."
After she finished speaking, she went straight to the kitchen to tidy up and clean up. After everything was done, she came out and prepared to go to work.
Seeing him sweating profusely in the bathroom, and not even washing his blue underwear, she couldn't bear it.
"How long will you finish washing like this? You'll be late for work."
Without even raising his eyelids, he said coldly: "It's okay."
"How about this! It's still early for me to go to work, so you wash it yourself and I'll help you wash your clothes and pants. Suits are not easy to wash, and I have experience in this area."
Jun Mohan thought about it and felt that since he had spent so much money to marry her, he couldn't spoil her. He had to find something for her to do, otherwise it would be too easy for her.
He stood up and said calmly: "Thank you for your help."
Wen Xin walked in and said calmly, "Your ** is gone, go wash it outside, I'm here."
"Yeah!" He responded, crumpled his ** into a ball, then held it tightly and walked out.
After washing and drying the clothes, Wen Xin mopped the water on the balcony and said, "I will come back to buy groceries and cook that night, so you don't have to eat out."
"Yeah, okay."
Jun Mohan held his penis and went into the room. When he came out again, he saw Wen Xin changing her shoes. Suddenly, he remembered that she was injured last night, so he kindly said, "You didn't apply medicine to the wound on your back today!"
"No, I can't reach it, and I don't want to trouble you."
"Come here, lie down, I'll help you."
Lie down?
What does this mean?
Isn't it just a wound?
You can apply the medicine while sitting, why do you have to lie down?
Wen Xin looked at him somewhat uneasily. The look in his eyes seemed to have bad intentions, which made her feel a little overwhelmed. Some bad images emerged in her mind.
She was a little afraid that this man would take advantage of the opportunity to do something wrong.
She hurriedly said, "No, I'm almost late for work, and it's okay if I don't apply medicine to the wound."
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