Seeing that it was already past 7 p.m., and worried that the two dogs might be hungry, I quickly took out their bowls, filled them with dog food and canned meat, and let them do whatever they wanted.
A faint fragrance filled the room, and the sunlight streaming in cast a warm and gentle glow on the two of them.
Junjue carefully opened Wan'er's wound and took out the first aid kit to treat it.
Some of the wounds were quite long, so he could only blush and gently tear open Wan'er's sleeve to reveal her shoulder stained with blood.
Junjue took out disinfectant alcohol and gauze and gently wiped her wound.
Wan'er endured the pain, feeling the warmth of Junjue's fingertips, and her heart was filled with a strange sense of comfort.
This young man was not only her best partner, but also the most precious person in her heart.
Junjue carefully tended to Wan'er's wounds, his brow furrowed slightly, his heart filled with guilt. He solemnly said, "Wan'er, I'm sorry, I failed to protect you."
Wan'er gently shook her head and smiled, saying, "We are all pursuing strength, so this kind of injury doesn't matter."
As long as you're by my side, I feel at peace.
A warm light flashed in Junjue's eyes. He gently took Wan'er's hand and said to her, "No matter what happens, I will always protect you."
Gradually, Wan'er's wounds were healed.
"Wan'er, your clothes are covered in blood. Shall I help you change them?" Junjue's face flushed more and more as he asked gently.
"Cough...cough cough! Not good? I'll change myself once I regain my strength."
"Okay! Whatever you say."
Wan'er awkwardly refused the other party's offer to change clothes, but Junjue gently helped her put on a soft robe.
He gazed at her tired yet courageous face and felt a deep sense of attachment.
They gazed at each other, their eyes filled with deep affection. In this dark and cruel world, they became each other's warmest presence.
Junjue sat down helplessly on the sofa and rested the other person's head on his lap.
Wan'er leaned against Junjue's legs, feeling his strong, long legs and warm body temperature.
She said happily, "With you by my side, I am no longer afraid or lonely."
Junjue gently stroked Wan'er's hair and said affectionately, "Wan'er, I will protect you forever, until the end of the world."
They lay quietly in bed, their hearts intertwined.
"I believe you, you'll never abandon me, right?" Wan'er was already sixteen years old. She knew there were many cruel things in reality, and she didn't ask if she was unsure.
Hearing the other person's foolish words, Junjue sighed and said, "How could I possibly abandon you? Even if Wan'er wanted to abandon me, I would not leave you."
I will stay by your side for the rest of my life, whether you love me or not!
"You said it yourself, and I took it seriously. If you dare to abandon me, hmph, I'll make sure you can't be a man anymore," Wan'er warned.
"Fine! Without Wan'er by my side, I might as well not be a man!" It's not like he hasn't tried before; last time, he was a bachelor for over 300 years.
"You dare to say something like that?" Shangguan Wan'er said in shock.
"Of course, I've waited a very, very long time to find you."
"I finally found you, how could I possibly abandon you? I don't even have time to cherish and love you," the Duke said gently.
The two talked for a long time, and Wan'er's eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Soon, even breathing could be heard.
Seeing his exhausted girlfriend asleep, Junjue bent down and kissed her forehead.
"Fool, you are my life, how could I abandon you?"
As the night deepened, their love, like bright starlight, blossomed in this challenging and dangerous world.
After an unknown amount of time, Wan'er slowly opened her eyes. A slight headache came over her, causing her to frown slightly.
She looked around and found herself lying on the sofa in the room, with her boyfriend next to her, still asleep with his head on her lap.
I don't know how long I slept. I wonder if his thighs are numb from sitting for so long!
She tried to sit up and found that she had regained a lot of strength and was finally able to take care of herself again.
"You're awake." The Duke smiled gently, his eyes filled with worry and care.
Wan'er carefully examined her body and found that the wound was no longer so painful, but her clothes were still stained with blood, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
She couldn't help but sigh that she was so lucky to have a boyfriend like Junjue.
"I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes," Wan'er said softly, her voice low, perhaps because her injuries hadn't healed.
"Okay, I'll prepare the hot water for you." Junjue's eyes were full of concern. He walked to the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, and then took out two buckets of water and placed them on the floor.
"Wan'er, can you manage on your own? You really don't need me?" He genuinely had no ill intentions; he was simply worried about his girlfriend.
"No...really, I don't need to. I can walk now, so why can't I take a shower?" Wan'er refused, blushing.
"Alright then! Call me if you need anything, anytime, anywhere, I'm always at your service." With that, he left the bathroom.
"Um!"
Wan'er stood at the bathroom door, looking at the hot water in the red bucket, and a feeling of emotion welled up in her heart.
She closed the door, gently took off her clothes, revealing her slender figure. The faint marks between her clothes made her feel a little sad.
The Lord's Gang, still worried, reminded him from outside, "Be careful of the wound, don't let it get wet."
"Yes, I understand," Wan'er replied softly. She turned her head slightly and looked at Junjue outside the door through the steam, her eyes filled with gratitude and love.
She gently placed a towel in hot water, then took it out and used it to wipe the blood off her body, avoiding the wound. The warmth relaxed her body and made her feel the Lord's care.
Water droplets slid down her skin, washing away the bloodstains and wiping away her fatigue.
Junjue stood quietly outside the bathroom, listening to the sound of water and Wan'er's soft moans.
His heart was filled with worry for her; he couldn't bear to see her hurt, and even more so, he couldn't bear to see her in pain.
"My Lord, I'm done showering," Wan'er's voice broke the silence of the bathroom.
Junjue quickly picked up a soft bath towel and gently dried Wan'er's wet hair.
His fingers gently touched her wound, and Wan'er felt a slight pain, but she didn't complain at all.
"Is the wound alright?" Junjue asked, his eyes filled with worry. To keep the other person from catching a cold, he used his wind ability to dry the other person's hair.
Wan'er gently shook her head. Looking at Junjue's beautiful and gentle face, she felt incredibly happy and grateful.
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