Chapter 137
Seeing Wen Yanxi stop and stare at the spoon in a daze, Chen Zhaoyue thought that Wen Yanxi's hand was injured and it was inconvenient for him to eat, so he put down his chopsticks and was about to feed him: "Uncle, I'll feed you."
When Wen Yanxi reacted, a spoonful of potatoes, braised pork and rice was already fed to his mouth.
Wen Yanxi opened his mouth and ate the food that Shen Zhaoyue fed him, pretending to ask casually: "You and Wen Qing seem to have a good relationship?"
Chen Zhaoyue was busy helping him pick up some food. When she heard Wen Yanxi's words, she casually replied, "It's not that great, just okay."
Wen Yanxi pursed his lips, ate the egg custard and rice she fed him, and said nothing more.
He didn't say anything, but his mind was filled with the vivid expression of Shen Zhaoyue when she threatened Wen Qing.
Wen Yanxi admitted that he was jealous again. He didn't like Chen Zhaoyue having overly vivid expressions towards men other than him, even if that man was Wen Qing.
Half an hour after the meal, Chen Zhaoyue took Wen Yanxi's pulse again.
Wen Yanxi was in good health except that he looked a little sloppy and disheveled.
Chen Zhaoyue began to stare at him while drinking water again. Wen Yanxi felt that he had drunk enough water, but when he met Chen Zhaoyue's bright eyes, he couldn't help but soften his heart.
Drink! Isn't it just asking him to drink water?
Not to mention water, he would drink poison even if Chen Zhaoyue gave him one.
At night, Wen Yanxi blushed and said hesitantly to Chen Zhaoyue: "I want to take a bath."
Chen Zhaoyue glanced at his arm hanging in front of his chest and said, "It's not convenient for you today. The wound cannot be exposed to water."
Wen Yanxi whispered, "I've been running around outside for a week and I'm awfully dirty. If I don't wash myself clean, I'm afraid I'll get you dirty if I sleep in the same bed with you."
Wen Yanxi was afraid that if he went out for a few days, Chen Zhaoyue would have to sleep in a separate room from him again.
That won’t do!
Chen Zhaoyue brushed his slightly longer hair, which was a little hard and pricked her hands. She smiled and said, "But I don't dislike my uncle!"
Wen Yanxi thought that if he asked Chen Zhaoyue to help him take a bath... he didn't know what it would turn out like.
But if he wasn't allowed to take a shower, he would have to sleep in the same bed with Chen Zhaoyue. He couldn't accept that in his heart, so Wen Yanxi finally took a step back: "I can not take a shower, but could you please help me wipe it?"
Chen Zhaoyue only thought about it for a moment and agreed, "Okay!"
Wen Yanxi immediately got up to boil water, and then brought the boiled water into the bathroom.
It was the first time for Chen Zhaoyue to give a man a bath, and this man was Wen Yanxi. Although Wen Yanxi had a broken hand and she should focus on taking care of him and not have any messy thoughts, Chen Zhaoyue was still a little excited.
Soon, she will have a close and open contact with Wen Yanxi's perfect figure of broad shoulders, narrow waist and inverted triangle!
When Wen Yanxi came out of the kitchen again carrying hot water and walked towards the bathroom, Chen Zhaoyue took a towel and a small stool and followed him into the bathroom.
In addition to burns, Wen Yanxi's left hand was also fractured. Fortunately, it was not very serious and it was fixed in the health center. The only inconvenience was that he could not move around.
Chen Zhaoyue was very careful when undressing him. It was not until he took off his shirt that Chen Zhaoyue discovered that Wen Yanxi had many small wounds on his body, including abrasions, scrapes, and bruises from collisions.
Chen Zhaoyue pursed her lips, and her slightly cool fingertips touched a purple and black bruise on his shoulder. Her soft voice was a little choked: "Uncle, does it hurt?"
Where Wen Yanxi was touched by her, it felt like an electric current was running through his body, causing him to subconsciously straighten his back.
Wen Yanxi turned his back to Chen Zhaoyue, his Adam's apple rolling up and down unbearably, his voice low and hoarse: "It didn't hurt at first, but now that you asked me this, it really hurts a little."
Chen Zhaoyue snorted, and vented her anger by pressing hard on his shoulder with her small hand: "It hurts, that's right! If this bruise doesn't go away, you'll need surgery to drain the blood!"
Wen Yanxi suddenly turned around, grasped Chen Zhaoyue's hand, and said in a low, gentle voice, "When you're on a mission and fighting the enemy, it's inevitable to get injured. Don't be angry."
Chen Zhaoyue pulled her hand out of his dry and warm palm and snorted proudly: "Who is angry! You don't take care of your own body, why should I be angry!"
Chen Zhaoyue said these words in anger, but actually, looking at the crisscrossing new and old scars on Wen Yanxi's back, she felt heartbroken.
A few hours ago, when Wen Qing came, Chen Zhaoyue still remembered to avoid speaking in a prophetic way. But now, she was so emotional that she had forgotten not to say anything unlucky: "At worst, I can just find another husband..."
Before she could finish her words, Wen Yanxi blocked her lips.
At the beginning, Wen Yanxi kissed fiercely, nibbling and biting, like a ferocious beast tearing its prey.
Soon, Wen Yanxi's kiss became gentler, and he gently sucked her lips with longing and greed for Shen Zhaoyue.
After a moment, Wen Yanxi let her go and rested his forehead against hers to calm her disordered breath.
Wen Yanxi stared at Chen Zhaoyue's lips, which were swollen and red from being bitten by him, with almost greedy eyes. His hoarse voice was filled with strong desire: "I won't give you the chance to change your husband."
Chen Zhaoyue avoided the injured part of his body and gently pushed him. Then, with a stern face, she bossed him around like a queen, "Sit down."
Wen Yanxi looked down at the small stool at Chen Zhaoyue's feet and sat down obediently.
Chen Zhaoyue added water of suitable temperature and wrung out a towel to wipe Wen Yanxi's body.
Fortunately, she had replaced the water in the house with spiritual spring water in advance. Wiping Wen Yanxi's body thoroughly would also help with the recovery of his new injuries. Especially the bruise on his shoulder; she was confident that he wouldn't need surgery or bloodletting.
Chen Zhaoyue first cleaned Wen Yanxi's upper body. Every time he touched an old wound, Chen Zhaoyue would ask Wen Yanxi how the injury occurred.
Some of the injuries happened so long ago that Wen Yanxi couldn't even remember when he got injured, or maybe he didn't care at all when he was injured, so there were only a few questions he could really answer.
Chen Zhaoyue didn't want to hear about his heroic deeds, but looking at the scars all over his body, she always felt that she had to say something, otherwise she would not be able to control the urge to cry.
But after a while, Chen Zhaoyue's attention was attracted by Wen Yanxi's strong chest and abdominal muscles.
After she finished wiping Wen Yanxi's back, she turned her attention to the front. He also had many scars on his chest and waist, which looked much more hideous than the old wounds on his back.
Touching the ridges of flesh that were raised due to the growth of new flesh, Chen Zhaoyue did not ask him how these injuries came about.
Just by looking at the location of his injuries, Chen Zhaoyue knew that he had narrowly escaped death in those dangerous missions.
Chen Zhaoyue suddenly remembered the most-liked comment often seen in patriotic education videos in later generations: "There's no such thing as a peaceful life; it's just that someone else is carrying the burden for you. Life is never easy. When you think it's easy, there must be someone else shouldering your share of the hardship. Behind every beautiful moment, there must be someone silently contributing."
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