Chapter 535 There’s a Man in the Quilt
He deliberately did not dodge and took the attack from Foreman Qiu.
Ye Xiaoman pointed out: "You did it on purpose."
Ji Wenyi sighed softly: "I'm asking Abao to have mercy on me for my good intentions."
Ye Xiaoman thought that Ji Wenyi's trump card was to show favoritism and play the victim, but she didn't expect that he had also prepared a trick of inflicting pain on himself.
He won't give up unless his request is met tonight.
If he deliberately delayed treatment and developed a serious illness, his ministers and secret guards would not let her go. Waves of people would come to her every day to beg her, annoying her to death - wait, he could also use this as an excuse to get her to visit him every day.
Stop!
Ye Xiaoman said: “Let me see your wound.”
Ji Wenyi let the umbrella hang over their heads, personally held Ye Xiaoman's hand, and pressed it on his chest muscles through the heavy lapels of his clothes - knowing that she liked to touch his chest muscles in the past.
Ye Xiaoman cursed him in her heart, saying that he was despicable and shameless. He even calculated the location of the injury precisely to the chest muscles!
This man's scheming is so deep that it's outrageous.
Ye Xiaoman had no choice but to touch it.
On the left side of the pectoral muscle, near the heart, there was indeed a protruding line, and there was a ghostly aura swirling underneath.
It's not a big problem, just separate the dirty blood.
Ye Xiaoman took Ji Wenyi to a small house.
Of course, it was not the one Jiaying lived in. The steward approved several houses for her. She picked a brand new location. In order to avoid running into Jiaying and Yue Mushan, the house was far away from where Yue Mushan and Jiaying lived.
On the way there in Ji Wenyi's aircraft, Ji Wenyi kept talking nonsense all the way.
"Abao, are your feet sore? I'll carry you and walk with you."
"I have all my limbs intact, get out."
"The night wind is too cold, my dear, sit in my arms and I will warm your hands and feet."
Ye Xiaoman exploded: "Can you please stop dreaming about licking me?"
Ji Wenyi was surprised: "A Bao actually peeped into my thoughts?"
Ye Xiaoman covered her head and ran away: "Please, please take away that disgusting look of yours for a moment!"
Ji Wenyi used his other hand to support his face and looked at her: "When a beauty gets angry, the spring mountain frowns and the rouge wrinkles are broken, and the lotus flower's anger shatters the fragrance and burns the sleeves. It's absolutely beautiful."
Ye Xiaoman: "Ahhh, stay away from me, you damn peptide!"
Ji Wenyi placed the orchid he had been holding in his arms in front of her, "A greeting gift."
Ye Xiaoman: "Take your broken flower and die."
Ji Wen said with a smile: "This is the Buddha's Ghost-Slaying Orchid. It is worth a fortune. Keep it by your side. It can purify the ghost energy."
Ye Xiaoman opened the storage bag: "...Bring it in."
The small house has only one yard and one room.
Ye Xiaoman had no choice but to take Ji Wenyi to the master bedroom.
She turned around and said warily, "Don't think too much."
Ji Wenyi smiled elegantly. As soon as he entered the house, Ye Xiaoman went to get the medicine box that Xiao Zhai had prepared himself. Not wanting to spend any money on pills, he undressed and took off his shirt.
Ye Xiaoman asked him to sit on the mat. She half-knelt in front of him, cut the black line on his chest muscle with a dagger, used the medicinal stone to absorb the miasma to suck out the evil spirit that was corroding his flesh and blood, and then applied the elixir powder to stop the bleeding and heal the wound.
There was a smell of blood and medicine in the air.
When Ye Xiaoman pressed her fingers on Ji Wenyi's chest, Ji Wenyi's pupils suddenly contracted. When the candle wick burst into the first flower, he slowed down his breathing for fear of scaring away the butterfly resting on his heart.
He lowered his eyes and stared at Ye Xiaoman's face as she was concentrating on applying medicine to him. The warm light of the candle flame gilded her profile, and the shadows cast by her eyelashes danced delicately.
His heart was instantly baked into spring mud by her, and a branch of spring jasmine bloomed in the remote countryside of the ghost world.
He couldn't help but put his forehead against hers like he used to and sighed with relief.
Months of worry came to fruition at this moment.
In less than a moment, Ye Xiaoman immediately retreated.
"It's bandaged." She stared at him with wide eyes and said vigilantly.
He immediately picked up her fingers that were stained with powder and wiped them clean on his body, fearing that if she moved too slowly, he would hold her in his mouth.
Ji Wenyi couldn't help but smile.
Ye Xiaoman ordered them to leave: "You know where I live, and I've treated your wounds. You can leave now."
For Yue Mushan's safety, she didn't dare go home tonight and could only spend the night here.
No matter how badly she spoke, Ji Wenyi enjoyed listening to her.
He followed Ye Xiaoman and watched her lie down on the bed and angrily pull the quilt over her.
"I'm going to sleep, please." Ye Xiaoman even tucked the hair on the pillow into the quilt.
Ji Wenyi stood by the bed, staring at the last corner of the skirt and the tips of the snow-white socks, letting the dark blue quilt swallow her, with lava surging in the depths of her pupils.
Ye Xiaoman looked at the dark quilt tiredly, muttering to herself: Go faster, go faster, go faster...
But then Ji Wenyi's voice rang out: "I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."
Ye Xiaoman clasped her knuckles in patience, thinking that maybe she would need his strength to leave the ghost world in the future, so she could endure it!
Ji Wenyi took out an exquisite Boshan incense burner from the storage space, walked outside to ask the secret guard to get spices, and wanted to personally light the soul-soothing incense for Ye Xiaoman to help people have good dreams.
Ye Xiaoman listened to Ji Wenyi's footsteps going away under the quilt, and finally relaxed.
She stretched out comfortably in the warm quilt.
The bed was big enough for her to roll over three times.
When she rolled for the second time, she suddenly bumped into a man's strong arms.
Ghost——!
Suddenly there was a person under the quilt, and Ye Xiaoman was so scared that she almost screamed.
The man had anticipated Ye Xiaoman's fragile mental state and raised his hand to cover her mouth.
Ye Xiaoman immediately pulled the quilt off her head to see who dared to scare her.
Faced with a ghost face.
Ye Xiaoman gasped and pushed the ghost-faced man's head, revealing a cold and sharp face of an exotic handsome man.
Who else but her good boss Jing Zhui.
Ye Xiaoman angrily took away Jing Zhui's big hand that was covering her mouth.
The two of them lay on the pillows facing each other.
Jing Zhui calmly extended his hand to her, palm facing up.
He had just finished charging and immediately asked her for money.
Ye Xiaoman and Jing Zhui looked at each other for three seconds, then she jumped up and tried to slip off the bed, but failed. Jing Zhui used his magic energy to condense a fairy-binding chain and captured her back to her original position.
Ye Xiaoman pretended not to understand and lowered her voice: "Ji Wenyi is still outside, it's not convenient for me. You go back first. If there is anything urgent, please send me a message over a thousand miles."
Jing Zhui maintained his original posture: "Ghost Lord's Treasure."
Ye Xiaoman seemed to be trying to hide something, which made the boss unhappy. "I'll leave as soon as I get the things."
He thought about it and felt that he should give Ye Xiaoman some compensation, "Deduct one task."
Ye Xiaoman secretly cursed the black-hearted capitalist who wanted to exchange her wealth and glory as the master of the ghost world for a small task.
No way.
Even though she cursed, she still looked like a loyal little brother. She shook her head dejectedly on the pillow, "You're a step too late. Zhu Chuideng has already taken it away."
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