Actually, Li Tangyan's sprain wasn't particularly serious this time. Even without applying medicine, it would have fully recovered in a day or two.
However, when she lowered her eyes and saw that the person who was half-squatting in front of her was focused on the ankle that his hand was pressing, her eyes involuntarily became a little sore.
Then, before the person could look up, the hands that were supporting the sofa on either side quietly curled up.
Then her eyelashes fluttered twice, concealing the thoughts in her eyes before Wen Zhaonian noticed.
She pursed her lips, and her muffled voice held a hint of unspeakable coquettishness: "Actually, there's no need to apply the medicated oil. It will be fine in a couple of days."
After saying that, as if afraid that he would notice something, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Then, glancing at the well-defined knuckles, she feigned disgust: "This medicinal oil smells really strong, you should go wash it."
Wen Zhaonian put the medicated oil aside, then raised his other hand, which wasn't wet, and pinched her cheek.
His grainy voice, tinged with laughter, said, "You little ingrate, I'll smear my face all over yours later, you believe me?"
Upon hearing this, Li Tangyan not only didn't seem worried, but also moved closer to him with her eyes crinkled.
Her bright eyes were full of laughter: "That won't do. If you squint later, we'll have to trouble our lawyer Wen, won't we?"
After saying that, Li Tangyan blinked innocently.
Then, without waiting for Wen Zhaonian to say anything more, she looked up at the clock on the wall.
Then she went around behind Wen Zhaonian, put her hands on his back shoulders, and headed towards the bathroom.
He urged her, "Hurry up, the smell of that medicinal oil is hard to wash off. I'll go make you something to eat."
"..."
The dumplings in the refrigerator were frozen during the day. Although a thin layer of frost has formed on the surface, it won't take much time to steam them.
Li Tangyan didn't feel hungry at first, but once she sat down at the table and smelled the aroma, she couldn't resist going back to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks.
Just as her cheeks were slightly bulging from chewing, Wen Zhaonian put down his chopsticks.
With her hand supporting her chin, she looked at Li Tangyan with a languid air and suddenly asked, "Li Zhouzhou, do you want to go out and have fun with me for a few days during the National Day holiday?"
Upon hearing this, Li Tangyan's eyes widened slightly, as if she were somewhat surprised, but this was quickly replaced by anticipation.
Just as I was about to agree, it seemed like I remembered something else.
Subconsciously, she poked at the dumplings in her bowl with her chopsticks, then hesitated, "Aren't you going home to celebrate the holiday with your teachers?"
This year, National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival fall on the same day. Li Tangyan has no plans to go back, but Wen Zhaonian might.
However, Wen Zhaonian seemed to have read her mind, and his gaze fell on the dumplings in Li Tangyan's bowl that were already ruined.
She then curled her lips into a smile: "No need, they already have plans. Going back would just be an eyesore."
Wen Zhaonian's family is a typical example of parents being the source of love, while their son was an accident.
The two have always had a good relationship and often travel together. This year also happens to be their anniversary, so they bought their plane tickets a long time ago.
Why not give him a ride along?
To paraphrase a line from Lao Tzu by Wen Zhaonian, "Don't you have a wife yourself?"
"So, do you want to go out?" Wen Zhaonian's lips curved into a deeper smile as he looked at her obviously delighted expression.
Upon hearing this, Li Tangyan's initial concerns vanished instantly.
His eyes lit up, and his voice was filled with excitement: "Let's go!"
As she spoke, Li Tangyan put down her chopsticks, got up, and walked around to Wen Zhaonian's side.
Thinking it best to probe, he asked, "So, where are we going?"
After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes, and when he looked up again, his dark eyes were swirling with an indescribable vortex.
The two words that came out with the first utterance were incredibly intriguing.
"secret."
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