Chapter 44 Made my young wife cry

After standing all day, Ye Muqi still felt some pain in the injured area, so he moved a small stool into the bathroom to take a shower.

The second time he sat down to wash, Ye Muqi was much more skilled than yesterday.

My ankle is still a little red and swollen, and it looks worse than last night after I massaged it. I don’t know if it’s because I walked around today.

"It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. It won't really take a hundred days for me, will it?" Ye Muqi looked at his red and swollen ankle, feeling a little helpless.

No wonder she felt sore feet when she came back in the afternoon. It was probably because she walked such a long way on the way back.

Ye Muqi didn't dare touch her ankle. It hurt if she touched it with a little force. She didn't know if the injury was really serious or she was just too delicate.

After washing the dishes, Rong Jingchen came out and saw that the bathroom door was closed and his young wife was still taking a shower. He took the ointment for treating bruises and sprains that he had bought from the military doctor today and waited outside.

"I'm done." Ye Muqi saw Rong Jingchen waiting, thinking he was waiting for her to take a shower, "You go and take a shower."

"I'll wash it later." Rong Jingchen said, but his eyes fell on Ye Muqi's red and swollen ankle, "I'll apply medicine to you first."

Ye Muqi changed into pajamas, exposing her legs, and her red and swollen ankles were particularly noticeable.

Rong Jingchen's eyes darkened, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Just let her rest at home, why does it look more serious than yesterday?

"Then..." Ye Muqi only then noticed the ointment in Rong Jingchen's hand and walked over slowly, "Then I'll go back to my room and apply the ointment myself."

Ye Muqi stepped forward and prepared to take the ointment and apply it himself.

It’s just a dose of medicine. Ye Muqi doesn’t want to trouble Rong Jingchen anymore.

"This medicine needs to be massaged to be absorbed." Rong Jingchen did not give the ointment to Ye Muqi. Instead, he pulled Ye Muqi to sit down on the chair and bent down to pick up her feet.

She didn't feel it when she was sitting on the bed yesterday, but now that her feet were grabbed and placed on Rong Jingchen's legs, Ye Muqi suddenly felt a little ashamed.

“I, I can rub it myself (ω)…” Ye Muqi was a little embarrassed and wanted to do it himself.

Rong Jingchen was half squatting, almost as tall as Ye Muqi who was sitting. He then placed Ye Muqi's feet on his legs, checked the condition of Ye Muqi's ankles, and then squeezed the ointment and applied it on Ye Muqi's ankles.

"You don't know how to rub it. We in the army often get injured like this during training. I have more experience than you." Rong Jingchen said as he rubbed Ye Muqi's ankle.

Unlike the just right force yesterday, Rong Jingchen obviously put in more effort today and Ye Muqi felt severe pain in his ankle.

Although Rong Jingchen said he was professional, Ye Muqi regretted it the moment she felt pain and didn't want Rong Jingchen to massage her.

"Hiss - it hurts so much... Can't you do it like you did yesterday?" Ye Muqi tried to retract his foot but failed, so he quickly grabbed Rong Jingchen's hand, trying to stop him.

It was obvious that Rong Jingchen didn't use this much force when he pressed on her yesterday.

"You can't massage it like that." Rong Jingchen shook his head, looking serious, "It's because I didn't massage it well yesterday that your foot is more serious today than it was last night."

The strength in Rong Jingchen's hands did not decrease. Yesterday, when Ye Muqi shouted, he did not dare to use force. However, the condition of Ye Muqi's ankle today made Rong Jingchen realize that sometimes you can't be soft-hearted!

If he hadn't been soft-hearted yesterday, his wife's ankle wouldn't be so swollen now.

"It hurts!" After rubbing it twice, Ye Muqi's eyes widened and his body tensed up.

Depend on!

It really hurts!

She felt like her leg was going to break off!

Rong Jingchen remained unmoved. His big hands were like iron clamps, firmly gripping her feet and making it difficult for her to move.

The force used in kneading with his hands was very strong, and it could be said that Rong Jingchen would knead wherever it hurt.

"Bear with it, it won't hurt after you rub it." Rong Jingchen comforted her, not knowing whether he felt guilty or not.

“Waaaaaaa…”

Although he said that, he didn't lighten up his strength at all, and Ye Muqi's ankle was in excruciating pain.

"No more pressing, no more pressing... I don't want to press it anymore!" Seeing that his foot was unable to move, Ye Muqi used his other foot to kick Rong Jingchen's hand, trying to kick Rong Jingchen's hand away and free his foot.

However, although the idea was good, her little strength was like an itch to Rong Jingchen. Not only was it useless, but Rong Jingchen even controlled her other foot as well.

"Keep your voice down, the neighbors will hear it." The sound insulation of the courtyard is not very good. If the neighbors hear it, they might spread the news that he is abusing his wife.

"Then... then I won't press it anymore. It hurts, it hurts so much... Rong Jingchen, let me go!" Ye Muqi gasped in pain.

Because of the pain, Ye Muqi's voice was a little tearful and his eyes were red. It wasn't hysterical, but more like an uncontrollable physiological phenomenon.

It really hurts, Ye Muqi couldn't control his tears at all.

"..." Rong Jingchen also noticed that Ye Muqi was crying. His eyes dimmed, but the strength in his hands did not weaken. He still massaged with the same strength as before.

Not to mention letting go of Ye Muqi's feet.

"Ah—you did it on purpose!"

She is his wife after all. Even though he has no feelings for her, he should still be gentle and considerate to her, right?

She used to think Rong Jingchen was a good guy, but now she doesn’t think so at all!

"Big straight guy!"

“…”

"Stinky man!"

“…”

"Death face paralysis!"

“…”

Where did the young wife learn this?

“Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much… Big brother, I beg you, I was wrong…”

“…”

Surrender so quickly?

…

This went on for about an hour, by the end, Ye Muqi was numb from the pain and couldn't curse anymore. When Rong Jingchen stopped and released her feet, Ye Muqi immediately retracted her feet, put on her shoes while crying, and ran into the room.

Rong Jingchen was merciless just now. He didn't stop even when she was crying in pain. She still holds a grudge against him.

No meat for him tomorrow!

"Wait." Rong Jingchen stopped her when he saw her about to leave.

Ye Muqi subconsciously hugged his injured ankle and hopped on one leg, instantly putting some distance between himself and Rong Jingchen, with a wary look in his eyes.

Although she didn't feel as much pain afterwards, it was still torture and she didn't want to go through it again.

"The day after tomorrow is the weekend, I'm going to rest." Rong Jingchen looked at his young wife's pitiful appearance and said helplessly: "I'll take you around here and buy some furniture."

Rong Jingchen had obviously thought about this before. When he lived here alone, this place was just a place to sleep and it didn't feel like a home at all.

But after Ye Muqi came, things started to change here, and Rong Jingchen also had the idea of ​​filling it with furniture.

"You can install a TV and a telephone. When you come back early, you can watch TV. If you miss home, it will be convenient for you to call home." Rong Jingchen said.

"Then let's buy another sofa?" Ye Muqi suggested after thinking for a while.

She had wanted to complain for a long time. There was only one dining table in the living room and it didn't feel like home at all.

"Sure." Rong Jingchen nodded, "You are the mistress of this house, you can buy whatever you want."

"good."

Ye Muqi sniffed and thought, well, since he asked for her opinion before buying furniture, she would forgive him for domestic violence.