Agares' breath hitched, his cold face flushed red, and his hand, as if burned, tried to flinch away, but then he heard his wife's soft voice: "Husband, is that you back?"
Agares tightened his grip on the transparent, open-crotch panties, then let them fall. Instead of throwing them away, he held them firmly in his hand. His throat moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Yes, it's me who's back!"
Jiang Si mumbled and asked, "Oh, what time is it?"
Agares exhaled a barely perceptible, scorching breath: "2:35:58 AM!"
Jiang Si rolled over, still half asleep, and stretched out her left hand, saying coquettishly, "Honey, my hand hurts."
Agares stuffed the transparent, open-crotch panties into the pocket of his combat uniform, then zipped up the uniform, revealing his long neck and Adam's apple. He strode forward and said, "Let me see!"
He hadn't walked far when he noticed something under his feet. He paused slightly, looked around, and saw that the small room was littered with his wife's clothes, jewelry, and other odds and ends.
In the darkness, Agares frowned.
The willful and unruly child not only failed to tidy up her clothes, but instead, like a spoiled brat, scattered things all over the room to assert her dominance, shouting that she would not only refuse to do it, but would make it even more chaotic.
Jiang Si's lazy, sleepy voice was soft and sweet as she called out again, "Honey, why aren't you coming over yet? My hand hurts!"
The naughty kid's hands hurt and took over the messy room.
Agares carefully avoided the clothes on the floor and came to the bedside.
The bed was spotless, and under the army green quilt, there was only one naughty child lying on the edge of the bed, his head resting on his right arm, his left hand sticking out.
Agares sat on the edge of the bed, his throat bobbing again. He felt the combat suit was still a bit tight. He gently grasped the bad boy's left hand, removed the wrist guard from the wound on his left wrist, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Why didn't you take off the wrist guard when you went to sleep?"
Jiang Si replied with her eyes closed, "You didn't tell me you wanted to remove it, did you?"
Agares set the removed wristband aside, unwrapped the gauze from her wound, and cleaned it again.
Even when he cleaned the wound very gently, it still hurt. Jiang Si wanted to pull her hand away, and said pitifully, "Honey, be gentle, it hurts so much!"
Agares's grip tightened, and he lowered his head slightly, his hot breath brushing against her wrist: "Hmm, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."
The scorching breath sprayed onto the wound, strangely masking the pain. Jiang Si, who was resting her head on her right arm, opened her eyes. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she looked at the man who was bending down to blow on her wound as if he were a precious treasure to her.
The man exuded a chilling, hard aura. When he lowered his head, his jawline was taut, and he carried the faint scent of night and gunpowder, as if he had just come from a battlefield.
Agares' voice was hoarse and slow, as if he were instructing a child, telling the naughty boy on the bed: "The wound heals slowly, and you need to change the dressing every day. Wear the wristband when you go out, and take it off when you sleep!"
"This is spray number 3. It's easy and convenient to use. You just need to spray it on your wrist and wrap it with gauze!"
Jiang Si's lips curled up almost imperceptibly in the darkness, her voice soft and sweet with a hint of a hook, "I don't want to remember these things, it's enough for my husband to remember them!"
In fact, Jiang Si overestimated the stubborn, unyielding straight man. Since she had already put it that way, most men would have readily agreed and said, "Well, my darling only needs to play, he doesn't need to do anything, I'll keep an eye on him."
Even the most ordinary men will use sweet words like, "Okay, okay, I'll remember, I'll remember," and so on.
But her unyielding, straight-laced husband was different. His voice was cold and harsh as he scolded her like a soldier: "You're not allowed to be willful. Whether I'm here or not, whether you remember or not, you must know these basic common sense and simple bandaging. Tomorrow, I'll have Chuxi come over to teach you simple bandaging and how to use the spray."
Jiang Si's lips twitched.
Is it still worth keeping this straight-male husband?
He doesn't understand even when I try to coax him into saying nice things.
Why would someone with lower mental strength than her teach her how to bandage wounds?
He's probably not straightforward and doesn't just stick to his guns.
"No!" Jiang Si pulled back her bandaged hand, refusing decisively. Her lazy, soft voice sounded like she was pleading, "I don't want to learn, I just want my husband's bag!"
Agares lifted his eyelids, his gaze meeting his wife's doe-like eyes, and his stern voice rang out: "No whining!"
Jiang Si pouted and complained, "I didn't even try to be cute, and you yelled at me! I waited for you to come back to sleep, and you yelled at me!"
Agares jumped up from the edge of the bed, her cold voice stiff as she said, "No, I wasn't being mean to you!"
Jiang Si sat up, one strap of her backless lace camisole slipping off her shoulder, seemingly oblivious: "You didn't yell at me, so why aren't you sleeping?"
Agares took two steps back, even more tense than when facing the powerful insectoids. His ears, cold face, and neck were all red: "Sleep, I'm going to wash up!"
"Oh, then I'll wait..."
Before Jiang Si could finish speaking, Agares stepped forward, bent down, pulled the blanket over her, and wrapped it around her. "Don't wait for me, you go to sleep first, I'll go wash up!"
"Oh!" Jiang Si responded with an "oh," like a well-behaved child, shifting her body further into the bed, her legs still wrapped around the blanket, half her body sticking out, looking like a kitten eager for praise: "Alright, I've saved you a spot!"
The lace halter dress barely covered her buttocks, with her back exposed and the shoulder straps slipping down. Prince Agares, whose night vision was so good, could even see the small mole on his little wife's shoulder blade.
"Hmm..." A grunt escaped his throat as Agares quickly turned around, his body stiff, and, in his military boots, walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
Jiang Si looked at the tightly closed door, tugged at her sundress, and wondered if her cheap husband's ears and face were red.
It was too dark inside for her to see clearly, but from her husband's reaction, she could tell he was afraid of her.
It's strange that they treat her like a formidable enemy.
She's not a venomous snake, a ferocious beast, or a man-eating monster. If the two of them really fought, given that her husband's genes haven't collapsed and his mental energy hasn't been agitated, it's hard to say who would win, or even if they could fight to a draw.
She couldn't detect her cheap husband's mental strength level, just as she couldn't know what kind of creature Bo Jichen was.
There are only two possibilities for the level of mental power that she cannot detect: one is at the same level as her, and the other is above her.
The small bathroom floor was damp with water stains, and the sink was covered with the wet clothes of naughty children, especially the pink hooded bunny shirt with the bunny ears drooping down and dripping water onto the floor.
Agares stared at the dripping rabbit ears for a moment, then turned on the cold water, took off his clothes, and stood naked. The cold water poured out, washing over his well-defined, hard muscles...
Jiang Si listened intently, catching the sound of water coming from the bathroom. She tucked the blanket between her legs, lay on the bed, and began counting sheep: one… two… three…
She had been hoping that her cheap husband would come out if she counted a certain number of sheep, but she ended up falling asleep while counting and he never came out.
When she groggily woke up, the dark room was dimly lit. The light shone in the living room, and she looked in the direction of the light. She saw her cheap husband sitting on the sofa in the small living room, folding clothes. In front of him were neatly arranged small and large cubes of tofu...
She thought she was still half asleep when she saw a dense array of large and small tofu blocks stacked on top of each other.
She rubbed her eyes and realized she wasn't seeing things. Her cheap husband was up in the middle of the night, folding clothes for her, underwear, bras, and even the box containing sexy underwear, bras, and nightgowns that she had kicked to the corner was now at his feet, and he was about to fold it.
What an incredibly embarrassing and socially awkward situation!
That scoundrel harmed her.
She absolutely cannot let her cheap husband fold a whole suitcase of sexy underwear, bras, and nightgowns into neat squares; otherwise, where would she put her face?
Jiang Si threw off the covers, got out of bed, barefoot, and deliberately rubbed her eyes while yawning as she walked towards her husband: "Honey, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Agares stopped folding clothes and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw his little wife with thick, slightly messy long hair, wearing a nightgown that could be torn apart with a single tug. Her face was flushed from sleep. She was rubbing her eyes, yawning, and walking towards him in a daze.
As she drew closer, his body tensed more and more, and the half-folded pair of underwear in his hand became disheveled.
Jiang Si walked over and deliberately kicked the box containing sexy panties next to her cheap husband's feet, successfully knocking the box away.
The box was kicked away with a thud.
Agares looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the impact of the box had caused several pieces of clothing to fall out. He stared at the clothes, his eyes as dark as night, with a deep undercurrent of turmoil.
"Husband!" Jiang Si called out softly, then sat in Agares's lap like a sleepy kitten, rubbing against his palm and snuggling into his arms until she was lying in his chest. Not finding a comfortable spot, she started meowing, "Husband, kiss and hug me!"
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