"Rong Zhaonan!" A warning voice rang out from above.
Rong Zhaonan released her, straightened up slightly, and looked at Ning Yuan's serious expression, like a rabbit with its fur standing on end. He couldn't help but want to reach out and pat her head, but he held back.
“Okay, see, see,” he said, his tone carrying a hint of indulgence and gentleness.
He sighed. This woman always teased him and then acted like nothing had happened.
He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his waist, where the warmth of her touch still lingered.
Only this "rabbit spirit" would say such strange and audacious things, like "crush it"... You can't expect anything good to come out of a rabbit's mouth!
Ning Yuan was a little confused by his sudden "frankness".
She stared at him blankly, her gaze moving from his angular face down to his shoulders and strong waist, and the bandaged wound...
Ning Yuan frowned slightly, her sharp eyes noticing the first-aid kit on the bedside table.
She propped herself up to sit up, reached for some alcohol to disinfect her hands, and then removed the gauze from his wound, revealing the injury underneath.
The wound is healing very well; it's completely dried up and scabbed over. I don't know if it's because of Rong Zhaonan's amazing healing ability or the combined effects of the medication.
But even after it heals, it still looks...painful.
Ning Yuan subconsciously lowered her voice and stared at the wound as she asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Rong Zhaonan's gaze fell on Ning Yuan's face. Her long, curled eyelashes were like two small brushes gently brushing across his heart.
His fair skin shone with a lustrous glow under the light, making him want to reach out and touch it.
He reached out and lifted her cheek, his voice gentle and slightly hoarse: "It doesn't hurt anymore... I told you, I've had injuries much more serious than this."
He is in good physical condition, and his injuries heal faster than the average person.
Ning Yuan noticed his movement, looked up and glared at him: "Don't move around, be careful not to reopen your wound! You obviously didn't change your dressing today!"
Rong Zhaonan was amused by her fierce appearance and let Ning Yuan's hand rest on his body, feeling the warmth from her fingertips.
The way she carefully treated his wounds touched a soft spot in his heart.
This "frizzy rabbit" clearly cares about him, but always puts on a fierce act.
"If you laugh again, believe me, I'll poke your wound!" Ning Yuan threatened, but gently took out a medicine box with English labels and carefully disinfected and applied medicine to him.
"Hiss..." Rong Zhaonan chuckled, her tone teasing, "What, are you trying to murder your husband?"
Ning Yuan rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "I'm doing this for your own good. If my mom hadn't asked my older brother to bring the medicine, you'd probably be lying somewhere right now."
"Yes, yes, yes, thanks to Miss Ning Qi for saving my life, I'm going to repay her with my body!" Rong Zhaonan looked at her with a half-smile.
Ning Yuan felt a little uncomfortable under his burning, sharp gaze, and continued applying the medicine to him as a cover-up: "Stop talking nonsense, stay still and don't move around."
He was relying on his good physique; his beautiful and sexy muscles were making her dizzy.
Rong Zhaonan suddenly gasped softly, "It hurts..."
"Serves you right! Serves you right for being so difficult!" Ning Yuan rolled her eyes at him, but couldn't help but subconsciously blow on the gauze through her eyes, asking, "Does it hurt a lot? Let me blow on it?"
"Where are you blowing?" Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow, staring intently at her.
Ning Yuan then realized what inappropriate things she had said, and glared at him angrily, "What's wrong with your brain? It's full of things that are not suitable for children!"
She made a move to withdraw her hand, but Rong Zhaonan grabbed it. He said calmly, "As the saying goes, 'What the mind thinks, the eyes see.' Comrade Ning Yuan's mind is full of things that are not suitable for children, which is why she thinks that others are the same as you."
Ning Yuan: "...Get lost!"
She raised her hand to grab the cotton ball with tweezers and pretend to poke his wound. This guy is just asking for it!
But the next moment, he decisively grabbed her other hand and chuckled, "Alright, let's stop fooling around, honey."
Rong Zhaonan's voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of barely perceptible gentleness, "Help me bandage the gauze properly."
His palms were broad and warm, carrying a reassuring power.
"Hmph! I'll poke you to death!" Ning Yuan rolled her eyes and bent down to bandage his wound.
After reapplying the medicine and bandaging the wound, Ning Yuan was packing her first-aid kit and getting up when Rong Zhaonan suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms with a forceful pull.
"Be careful!" Ning Yuan fell onto his lap, and before she could react, he hugged her tightly.
"Don't press on the wound, wait until the scab falls off before..." Ning Yuan struggled to get up, but he held her firmly in his arms.
"No! I really don't feel any pain, my wife." Rong Zhaonan's voice rang in her ear, warm and alluring.
Ning Yuan's heart suddenly raced, and feeling the heat emanating from him, she felt her breathing become rapid.
"Rong Zhaonan, you..."
"Shh—" Rong Zhaonan picked her up and sat her on his lap, his voice low and husky, with a hint of seduction: "What did you call me?"
“Dog…” Ning Yuan felt her mind go blank and had no idea what to say.
"Call me husband, or don't come crying and begging for mercy when I'm dealing with you later." Rong Zhaonan's calm voice carried an undeniable domineering tone, directly cutting off any possibility of her making a sound, and then casually placed her hand on his shoulder.
Ning Yuan's eyes darted around, his breath brushing against her ear, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through her. She finally managed a dry, stammering, "H-husband..."
"Mmm." Rong Zhaonan chuckled softly, then suddenly rolled over and pinned her beneath him. His usually cool eyes were now burning with desire as he gazed intently at her. "Wife, I missed you. I missed you so much."
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, forcefully prying open her pearly teeth and penetrating her deeply.
Ning Yuan was so overwhelmed by his kisses that she could only cling helplessly to him, letting him do whatever he wanted.
The temperature in the room rose steadily, and an ambiguous atmosphere spread through the air.
...
The young couple, having been separated for so long, were so engrossed in their reunion that they didn't even eat.
Meanwhile, Chu Hongyu was also forced to become "hotly involved" with her blind date.
"Comrade Chu Hongyu, the environment at your Fudan University is even better than that at our Jiaotong University. It's truly a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, perfect for a spirited woman like you," Jiang Yuejin said to Chu Hongyu, adjusting his black-rimmed glasses in a somewhat dry tone.
Chu Hongyu: "...Thank you."
This must be what Ningning meant by "awkward conversation."
Despite her refusal, Aunt Jiang insisted on having Jiang Yuejin come to her house every day. She was about to hide back at school, but he and Aunt Jiang caught her red-handed and forced her to go back to school!
This is insane!
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