Chapter 98 Seduction
Jiangxia's body was indeed uncomfortable. It wasn't a sharp pain, but a vague throbbing pain, and he also felt a tingling sensation when he moved.
He wanted to apply the medicine himself, but Wu Zhou was faster, holding him in her arms and not letting him move around.
Jiang Xia tried to push him away, but Wu Zhou kissed the hand that was pressing on his cheek.
He kissed Jiang Xia's palm while gently pulling and adjusting his position, reminding her, "Jiang Xia, don't move."
He had figured out Jiang Xia last night and knew how to make him feel comfortable.
Wu Zhou restrained himself, his fingertips coated with cool ointment, and massaged the sore and soft spots on Jiang Xia's body.
His actions became increasingly outrageous, but the medicine was indeed cooling, relieving Jiang Xia's swelling, pain, and fever.
Wu Zhou looked down at the top of Jiang Xia's head and saw the whorl of hair on his head.
Today, Jiang Xia didn't use hairspray to style her hair whorl, and at this moment, the strands of hair on her head were flying wildly, trembling slightly as her owner trembled.
Wu Zhou kissed him tenderly.
His Adam's apple bobbed, his body heat surged, and he tried hard to suppress the desire in his heart, only affectionately rubbing his face against Jiang Xia's cheek.
Wu Zhou thought to himself: Jiang Xia is not sexually frigid; her body craves these things, yet she is willing to wait for Wu Ming.
If he is manipulated by Wu Ming and loses his own opinions, he may really have to wait alone for the rest of his life.
However... if Jiang Xia didn't have perseverance, Wu Ming probably wouldn't have stayed by his side for so long, even though Wu Ming was the one he couldn't live without.
Jiang Xia could turn away gracefully, but Wu Ming had to cover it up with one lie after another until it exploded like a series of bombs, leaving no possibility of salvation.
Jiang Xia trembled even more violently. He tried to grab Wu Zhou's hands, but the other man was too strong and did not allow him to refuse any move.
Wu Zhou gently pressed on the Jiangxia acupoint, causing the person to instinctively squeeze their legs together and hold Wu Zhou's hand tightly, preventing him from applying the medicine any further.
Jiang Xia's waist trembled slightly, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Last night the scene was blurry, but now that it's bright daylight, he can see it clearly.
Wu Zhou also wouldn't allow him to wrap himself in the blanket, because he was afraid of soiling the medicine.
Wu Zhou then deliberately said, "Jiang Xia... the medicine has all melted."
Jiang Xia's body was too sensitive, and he tried his best to hold onto the "driftwood" around him.
But... soon after, he began to sob, and his trembling body gradually calmed down.
He couldn't even curl his toes.
My mind went blank, only the lingering aftertaste still rippled.
He lowered his head, his eyes half-closed, his beautiful eyes staring blankly at Wu Zhou.
The man's will collapsed suddenly, on the verge of shattering, and he fell like a tumbleweed.
Wu Zhou turned over, applied a thick layer of medicine, and slowly applied it to Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia instinctively pushed against his waist and abdomen with her hands, but to no avail: "No..."
It's too fast; it doesn't give me any time to think things through.
Wu Zhou kissed Jiang Xia's forehead: "Hold me tight."
Jiang Xia scratched his back with both hands, leaving red marks.
Wu Zhou kissed his lover's lips again, his fingers gripping Jiang Xia's thigh, the soft, white flesh oozing out between his fingers.
The dark blue veins on the back of his hand contrasted sharply with his fair skin.
Wu Zhou lifted Jiang Xia's right foot and said, "You can tighten your grip on my waist; it will make you feel better."
He applied the medicine gently, mostly restraining his strength, except when he touched sensitive areas, he couldn't help but lightly tap them, demonstrating his ability to do so.
Jiang Xia drifted off to sleep, and when he woke up, he felt completely weak, unable to even lift his fingertips.
When he woke up, he was leaning against Wu Zhou's chest, the man's arm around his waist, holding him close.
Wu Zhou wasn't wearing a shirt, and Jiang Xia could see Wu Zhou's pectoral muscles.
Wu Zhou's skin was noticeably darker than Jiang Xia's, with a few red marks remaining on it.
Jiang Xia couldn't open his eyes completely, but he vaguely remembered that he had accidentally scratched himself.
He didn't mean to, but... he couldn't control himself.
Jiang Xia had just woken up, and his breathing rate changed. Wu Zhou woke up as well, and lazily kissed his forehead: "Why didn't you sleep for long?"
His chest trembled as he spoke, and Jiang Xia's face flushed from the vibration.
Jiang Xia hadn't spoken yet.
Wu Zhou's voice was full of contentment: "Are you hungry?"
Wu Zhou really wanted to kiss Jiang Xia's cheek and call him affectionately, but Jiang Xia was clearly much more awake now, so he couldn't use that trick anymore.
As long as I don't speak frankly, given Jiang Xia's personality, he's unlikely to take the initiative to distinguish right from wrong and determine the outcome.
Like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, you can't be too hasty.
Wu Zhou simply said, "Jiang Xia, this is a normal physiological behavior. In the future, when you want it, you can take the initiative..."
His voice was hoarse, and he seemed hesitant to speak.
Jiang Xia looked at him, and Wu Zhou kissed his eyelids, forcing him to keep his eyes closed.
So, Wu Zhou took the opportunity to carry the person downstairs to eat.
Jiang Xia leaned against his chest as the man carried her downstairs in a princess carry, her body trembling as she went down the stairs.
It's like an extra tremor that the heart inevitably experiences because of the other person.
Inside the tea room, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the heavy snow continued to fall.
Wu Zhou held Jiang Xia in his arms, leaning back so that Jiang Xia could use him as a pillow. He adjusted his position as needed to make sure Jiang Xia was comfortable.
Jiangxia was now completely weak and had no strength to leave.
Jiang Xia held a bowl of pear syrup in his hand, the white porcelain spoon gently tapping against the porcelain, making a crisp sound.
The heavy snow falling outside made a soft rustling sound.
Wu Zhou was the only one at home. Jiang Xia wanted to ask Zhan Lintian where he had gone, but he really didn't know how to bring it up.
Because Zhan Lintian and Wu Zhou's relationship was not good, the two usually did not take the initiative to contact each other.
While Jiang Xia was worried, Zhan Lintian had already arrived in Mengcheng.
Wu Ming is still guarding the door of Jiangxia's house.
He's already had two different assistants. When Zhan Lintian went upstairs, he deliberately slowed down, mimicking Jiang Xia's way of going upstairs.
To be honest, it really did sound somewhat similar to Jiang Xia's footsteps, which fooled Wu Ming.
Wu Ming excitedly exclaimed, "Jiang Xia!"
When the hallway lights came on, Zhan Lintian suddenly felt very happy that Jiang Xia was renting a walk-up apartment, not an elevator.
Otherwise, we wouldn't have seen the expression on Wu Ershao's face when he was being teased.
Zhan Lintian leaned against the wall with his hands folded, raising an eyebrow: "Why are you calling me 'wife'?"
Wu Ming suddenly stood up. He hadn't eaten much all day, and his vision was blurry. Oh no, he had low blood sugar!
The next moment, Zhan Lintian suddenly threw a punch, and Wu Ming crashed into the door.
Zhan Lintian's eyes were full of ferocity: "I really hate rotten people."
Wu Ming looked up angrily, met Zhan Lintian's eyes, and was frightened by his fierceness.
I heard that Zhan Lintian almost beat his cheating brother-in-law to death, scaring the guy so much that he didn't dare to come over for many years.
Zhan Lintian waved his hand, clicked his tongue, and saw a faint red mark on his hand, but the skin wasn't broken.
"I'm injured..." I'll have to tell Jiang Xia later.
Zhan Lintian's punch nearly killed Wu Ming.
Only then did Wu's assistant dare to step forward to help him up, lest he accidentally hurt himself, as this was outside his job scope: "Second Young Master, are you alright?"
Wu Ming was almost fainting, but he forced himself to speak out with a fierce tone: "Zhan Lintian, don't forget, I also invested in our Wu family's Jiusi Technology and made a lot of money! Do you believe I can get my brother to kick you out!"
Zhan Lintian scoffed: "Does your brother answer your phone?"
Wu Ming gritted his teeth. This guy must know that his older brother doesn't care about him, that's why he dared to hit him.
He lowered his voice: "He's just dating my sister-in-law. I'll settle accounts with you sooner or later when they go back to Mengcheng."
Wu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glared at him fiercely through gritted teeth.
If I can't ask my elder brother for help, can't I ask my sister-in-law?!
His legs went weak, and his assistant supported him firmly: "Second Young Master, you should go to the hospital."
The assistant dragged and pulled Wu Ming away.
While working, the assistant apologized to Zhan Lintian, but what he really meant was that he hoped Zhan would be lenient.
"Mr. Zhan, I'm really sorry to have caused you and Jiang Xia so much trouble!"
Zhan Lintian felt that this assistant looked familiar, perhaps someone Jiang Xia knew, but it didn't affect his work.
He didn't rush to hit anyone, mainly because he only realized it after being scratched by the button. Tsk, he forgot that Wu Ming was sick, and he mustn't get infected.
Otherwise, Jiang Xia would have cried himself to death.
Zhan Lintian went upstairs to the car and instructed the driver to start the car.
Jiang Xia was drinking sugar water and thinking about him.
Where did Mr. Zhan go? Then the other party called.
The bell kept ringing.
Jiang Xia wanted to go somewhere else to answer the phone, but Wu Zhou spoke first: "Is it inconvenient for me to listen? I'll leave first."
In doing so, it would seem as if I were the one driving him away.
Jiang Xia sighed: "No need."
Wu Zhou said thank you, "Thank you, baby."
Jiang Xia pursed her lips, wanting to say, "Don't call me that," but when she met Wu Zhou's resolute gaze...
Jiang Xia turned his head away, glancing at the ground in the distance, protesting silently.
Wu Zhou also helped him connect to the call from Zhan Lintian.
Zhan Lintian rushed back to Mengcheng. The entire region had experienced varying degrees of snowfall. It is said that a timely snowfall promises a good harvest, but traffic conditions are indeed poor when it snows.
He went straight to the point: "Did you open the birthday present I gave you?"
Jiang Xia replied, "Not yet."
Following his instructions, Jiang Xia opened the thin file folder and pulled out a villa transaction contract.
Zhan Lintian bought the current villa.
There is also a draft gift agreement below.
On the other end of the phone, Zhan Lintian explained, "It's for you. Just sign it, and my assistant will come over tomorrow to get the documents for notarization."
Jiang Xia stared at the document in his hand.
Having only lived here for a few days, Zhan Lintian saw that he really liked the villa's decor, so he worked overtime to get the paperwork done.
Jiang Xia said in a low voice, "It's too precious."
Zhan Lintian chuckled: "I'm glad you like it."
"By the way, Wu Ming went back to Mengcheng. He's looking for me, thinking I hid you." Zhan Lintian changed the subject directly.
The name Wu Ming struck Jiang Xia like a heavy hammer, leaving his ears ringing.
Wu Zhou suddenly spoke up: "You!"
But he stopped after saying just one word; indeed, Jiang Xia would find out sooner or later.
It's better to have Zhan Lintian tell the news than to say it yourself.
Jiang Xia sighed, "What a mess this is!"
Why did Wu Ming come back instead of studying a preparatory course abroad?
Celebrating his own birthday? To be honest, Jiang Xia felt a little disgusted just thinking about it.
He really didn't want to force a smile and accept the gift Wu Ming had given him, nor did he want to say thank you.
Zhan Lintian said, "He even beat me up."
Jiang Xia frowned: "He's crazy, why would he hit you?!"
Last time, he called and berated Zhan Lintian without even asking what happened, leaving Zhan Lintian so angry that he went to his own house late at night...
Zhan Lintian responded in a low voice, "Yes, I'm treating my wound."
Over the phone, Jiang Xia couldn't tell how badly he was injured.
Originally, Jiang Xia was guided by Wu Zhou to do something today... After that, he wanted to deal with this matter as soon as possible, and couldn't drag things out and have his cake and eat it too.
But now Jiang Xia didn't know how to say it, and Zhan Lintian, one of the victims, suffered even more, as he was actually injured by Wu Ming...
Jiang Xia didn't want to rub salt into his wounds.
Jiang Xia asked worriedly, "How's your injury? Are you alright?"
Zhan Lintian stammered in response, "It's being processed."
He was inside the car, and the noise made his answer somewhat unclear.
At that moment, the driver in the front seat heard it clearly and couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.
All that could be seen was Mr. Zhan, who was "seriously injured," putting a band-aid on the back of his hand.
It's urgent. If you apply it more slowly, the wound will have healed by then.
No! There's no wound at all.
The driver was waiting downstairs. Young Master Wu was dragged away by his assistant, but President Zhan came downstairs in a few quick steps, his movements swift and decisive, without a trace of injury.
It's not wrong to say that Wu Ming and President Zhan had a beating.
That just means that as soon as President Zhan saw the second young master of the Wu family, he swung his fist and knocked him to the ground.
Wu Ming's resistance was futile; at most, President Zhan's hand was scratched by the metal buttons on the second young master's clothes.
No blood was drawn.
It was clearly him who beat up Wu Ming.
This is truly the art of speaking.
A note from the author:
One day, Wu Ming stopped Wu Zhou's car and heard that his sister-in-law was in the car.
Wu Ming: Let me see who my sister-in-law is [covering face and peeking]
Jiang Xia opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Wu Ming: [Closes the car door and reopens it] I must have misread it. Let's try again.
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Zhan Lintian: Go to the hospital.
Driver: No need.
Zhan Lintian: I need to put on gauze. The band-aid is too small. What if Jiang Xia can tell that my injury has healed?
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