Chapter 41: The humming is so tempting, are you trying to kill yourself?

As Rong Jingchen listened to the ambiguous humming sound, his ears gradually turned red and he seemed to feel a slight dryness in his body.

He is a normal man after all!

The young wife is humming so much, and her humming is so suggestive. Is she trying to kill herself?

“…”

Rong Jingchen remained silent, but the strength of his hands became more and more out of control, and his kneading force became stronger and stronger.

"Hiss——" Ye Muqi couldn't help but take a breath of cool air. He ignored the pain in his foot and twitched his foot violently, trying to retract his foot that was pinched.

But Rong Jingchen's grip was very strong. Her feet were grabbed and her ankles were in his hands, so she couldn't pull them back at all.

The force coming from her ankle made Ye Muqi feel as if Rong Jingchen wanted to crush all her bones. The skin on her ankle, which had not been so red and swollen after being kneaded just now, turned red again.

"Stop, stop, stop... It hurts!" Ye Muqi rushed to Rong Jingchen and shouted, and stretched out his hand to pat his arm, "Let go, let go!"

She was afraid that if Rong Jingchen continued to pinch her, her leg would really be broken.

"What's wrong?" Rong Jingchen stopped but did not let go.

"You, do you think of me as your own soldier?" Ye Muqi looked at him unhappily, "Your strength is too great, isn't it?"

It seemed quite comfortable at the beginning, so why did Rong Jingchen's movements become more and more vigorous?

He must be a devil!

"Don't try too hard. The swelling won't go away." Rong Jingchen explained, paused, and then said, "Besides, I didn't use much force."

He really didn't feel that he was using any strength. He was just distracted for a moment and didn't control the strength.

"Well... but it really hurts. My feet are all red." Ye Muqi said as he moved his feet, and pulled a little of his foot out from Rong Jingchen's palm.

The slightly reddish color formed a sharp contrast with the fair skin next to her. Even so, Rong Jingchen still said that he didn't use any effort?

She won't believe it even if you kill her!

"..." Rong Jingchen was a little confused when he saw the red skin on Ye Muqi's ankle. In terms of his strength, he really didn't use much power, but Ye Muqi's foot was indeed pinched red by him.

"Coquettish." Rong Jingchen muttered softly, and in his heart he had another assessment of Ye Muqi's coquettishness.

"I'm not coquettish, it's just that your hands are big!" Ye Muqi felt like he was carrying the blame!

"I'll just be gentle."

Rong Jingchen regained his previous strength and continued to knead slowly. The piercing pain just now gradually disappeared. Ye Muqi stopped talking and enjoyed her husband's massage with peace of mind.

After rubbing with medicinal wine for a while, Ye Muqi's ankle finally felt better than before. It looked less red and swollen, and Ye Muqi himself didn't feel as painful.

The clothes that were wet from the fall were now almost dry, but the wet and dry clothes still stuck to her body, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

"I feel much better now. No need to rub it." Ye Muqi looked at his feet from left to right. "I want to take a shower."

Rong Jingchen saw that there was indeed no serious problem with Ye Muqi's ankle, so he withdrew his hand and helped Ye Muqi to the bathroom.

The pajamas that Ye Muqi had brought in earlier were still on the floor. The water in the bathroom had almost dried up, but the pajamas that had been soaked in water were still wet and could not be worn.

"Hold on to the wall first and don't move." Rong Jingchen said and went out again.

When he came in again, he brought a new set of pajamas for Ye Muqi, and also brought a small stool, which he placed in the bathroom, and picked up the wet pajamas on the floor.

"Your feet are inconvenient, so you can sit down to wash." Rong Jingchen placed a small stool at Ye Muqi's feet and closed the door for her when he went out.

Ye Muqi slowly moved to the bench and sat down. He looked at the towel and clean pajamas that were within his reach, and smiled a little happy.

I didn't expect that although Rong Jingchen looked cold, he was actually quite considerate.

Ye Muqi sat on a small stool and finished her shower with a grunt. Then, wearing clean pajamas, she moved out slowly. As soon as she opened the bathroom door, she saw Rong Jingchen standing in the living room.

"Why don't you go to bed?" Ye Muqi was a little surprised.

Rong Jingchen had finished taking a shower and massaging her feet, so she could go back to her room and sleep.

"I'm afraid you might fall again by accident." Rong Jingchen said as he stepped forward and helped the limping Ye Muqi back to her room, "Tomorrow..."

"Please wake me up on time!" Ye Muqi said solemnly and seriously.

Nothing can stop her determination to make a little money!

Rong Jingchen: “…”

The young wife is really a tiger!

…

Ye Muqi sat on the bed, rubbed his ankle, and felt that there was indeed no problem, so he went to sleep peacefully.

In another room, separated only by a wall, Rong Jingchen was tossing and turning in bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the place where Ye Muqi had just leaned against. The feeling of those rough big hands massaging Ye Muqi's feet seemed to still be there.

The foot was just like her, soft, white and delicate.

Rong Jingchen's fingers rubbed lightly unconsciously. When he realized what he had done, Rong Jingchen frowned, suppressed the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, and lay on the bed.

But once I closed my eyes, those legs and that little foot would suddenly appear...

Can't sleep!

I can't sleep at all!

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, Rong Jingchen got up from bed, earlier than he usually did.

"Wake up." Rong Jingchen went to the opposite room and called Ye Muqi.

Although he felt that Ye Muqi's health was more important and it would be best for her to rest at home for two days, judging from Ye Muqi's expression yesterday, he was sure that she would not agree.

Rong Jingchen knew he couldn't stop her, so he still woke Ye Muqi up as usual.

As usual, I knocked for a long time before the little girl's voice came from the room, "...I'm up."

After making sure Ye Muqi was up, Rong Jingchen washed up, thought for a moment, and then went into the kitchen. The dishes Ye Muqi cooked last night had not been finished yet.

Rong Jingchen stewed the remaining fish soup, and seeing that there were some wrapped wontons in the kitchen, he cooked some and ate them with the fish soup, and maybe also gave some to Ye Muqi to supplement his diet.

Inside the room, Ye Muqi stood up, and put his feet back the moment they touched the ground.

After she came to her senses, Ye Muqi was suddenly speechless. She had been hurt in her previous life, so she shouldn't be like this just because of this little pain, right?

Even if you cut your hand while cooking, can't you just put a Band-Aid on it and continue cooking?

"This body is really a little too delicate..." Ye Muqi muttered. Now it's no wonder that Rong Jingchen said she was delicate. Even she herself began to dislike herself.

I tried to get out of bed and walked a few steps. Fortunately, although it was a little painful, it was not unbearable. At most, I just had to walk slower.

"Anyway, I don't have to walk much." Ye Muqi was somewhat relieved that her injured ankle did not affect her ability to make money.

Ye Muqi came out and was a little surprised to see Rong Jingchen cooking wontons and even serving them with fish soup. It seemed that after spending some time with her, Rong Jingchen had become better and better at eating!

"Are you going to the breakfast shop today?" Rong Jingchen asked her.

"Of course!" Ye Muqi nodded: "I just hurt my foot, my hands are still usable."

Rong Jingchen looked at her with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your foot is injured and it's inconvenient for you. I'll ask Linzi to come over later and he will take you there." Rong Jingchen said after a moment of silence.

Ye Muqi's answer was within his expectations, but he wasn't very happy about it.

If his young wife insists on going, Rong Jingchen still has to make arrangements in advance.