Chapter 17: Men's Desire to Win
Shen Yu looked at Wen Wan's expression calmly, and his eyes darkened unconsciously.
Two young merchants have come to Gao Ling. They saluted with fists and explained their purpose.
It turned out that he had seen the logo of the Gao family caravan and wanted to follow the caravan like other scattered vendors to seek the protection of the Gao family.
They claimed to be from the border town and were willing to give Gao Ling a quarter of their profits in return.
When you are out, you need to earn money, but you also need to have the life to spend it.
This is also the reason why so many vendors would rather make less money and move forward in teams.
They are all fellow villagers. If it were in the past, Gao Ling would have agreed by now.
But before he could say anything, Shen Yu glanced at him with a cold and leisurely look.
Gao Ling changed the subject and said tactfully, "I'm really sorry, but we already have several fur traders in our caravan. Before we set out, we agreed that we wouldn't add any more fur traders to the caravan, so... you should find another caravan."
The two merchants could not find any fault with the legitimate reasons and could only leave with regret.
Wenwan's eyes were always on the two of them, watching her "eight-pack abs" get back on the carriage to find another place to stay.
*
Since Shen Yu and Wen Wan were traveling as a couple, they naturally stayed in the same guest room.
Having shared a room during that crisis, the two of them were quite familiar with the situation this time.
Moreover, there are two beds in this room, which saves Wen Wan the trouble of sleeping on a soft couch.
After a busy day and a fight, Wen Wan was really sleepy.
After she finished washing up, she yawned and prepared to lie down on the bed.
"come over."
Shen Yu's light voice came from the square table.
Wen Wan looked up and saw him taking out a small porcelain jar the size of a palm from his bag and sitting upright behind the table.
She walked over with a puzzled look on her face, "What for?"
"Sit down." Shen Yu ordered softly.
Wen Wan curled her lips and sat down opposite him reluctantly.
Shen Yu frowned and patted the chair beside him, "Sit here."
There are quite a lot of requirements.
Wen Wan muttered something and stood up and moved.
Shen Yu untied the lid of the small porcelain jar, smeared a little of the ointment inside with his fingertips, raised his hand and pressed it on her forehead.
Wen Wan took a breath in pain, "Be gentle."
"Spoiled." Shen Yu complained, but his hands moved more gently.
Wen Wan was a little surprised. "Actually, there's no need to apply medicine to this small scratch. It should be a scar by tomorrow morning."
So she never expected that Shen Yu would hold her down and apply medicine to him.
Shen Yu didn't respond to her words, but silently applied the ointment on the scratches on her face and neck.
He has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his fingertips are rough, with a gravel-like touch and a hot body temperature. Wherever he touches, Wen Wan feels a tingling sensation.
She instinctively shrank back, backing away somewhat awkwardly.
Shen Yu paused, his expression darkening, "I'm already very light."
Wen Wan: “…”
Seeing that he misunderstood her avoidance, Wen Wan coughed twice to slow down her inexplicably rapid heartbeat.
"Are there any other wounds on your body?" He had wiped off all the visible areas.
Wen Wan shook her head, "No."
Shen Yu didn't say anything, but just stuffed the small porcelain jar into her hands and said with a wooden face:
"Then it's your turn to help me apply the medicine."
Wen Wan: “Hmm?”
Before she understood what he meant, she saw his bony fingers already resting on the black belt.
He undressed her layer by layer in front of her, and then...
Revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.
Wenwan is sensitive to numbers and counted out to eight at a glance.
"Well……"
She wanted to look away. After all, it was inappropriate to stare at a man's abdominal muscles like that.
But her eyes were really disobedient, and although she tried hard, she still couldn't successfully divert her gaze.
Shen Yu raised the corner of his lips almost imperceptibly, then raised his hand and placed his fingers on one of his abdominal muscles.
"It's scratched here."
Wen Wan widened her eyes and the corners of her mouth twitched.
She was actually very curious. When Lady Dew was harassing him, his clothes were clearly intact, so how did he get that fingernail-sized scratch?
Could it be that Lady Lu Shui is also a martial arts master who can catch people from a distance?
Seeing her standing there motionless, Shen Yu urged her impatiently.
"Hurry up."
Wen Wan glanced at her suspiciously, then dug out a piece of plaster and applied it on his "wound".
The scar, which was smaller than a fingernail, was wiped out by her to give off an aura of "serious injury and incurable disease".
Shen Yu looked down and saw that she had applied the ointment almost all over his stomach.
Shen Yu: “…”
The higher the virtue, the higher the devil.
He still underestimated this woman.
Being so bold and lustful, she dared to do anything.
While applying the medicine, Wen Wan secretly pressed his abdominal muscles.
It was just as I imagined, hard and warm to the touch.
A satisfied smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, and she thought to herself that this great benefit was offered by him on his own initiative, and she was not shamelessly taking advantage of him.
Perhaps she was too immersed in appreciating beautiful things and did not notice that Shen Yu's eyes were looking at her more and more deeply.
Just when her fingertips wanted to climb further up.
Shen Yu suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "Okay."
Wen Wan was startled, raised her head, and met the gaze that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
At that moment, she suddenly had the illusion that she was caught cheating.
Her cheeks began to turn red uncontrollably.
"How do my abdominal muscles compare to those of the two traveling merchants?" Shen Yu asked jokingly.
Wen Wan felt a little dizzy after being struck by the beauty, and answered his question subconsciously.
"That would definitely be much easier to touch..."
Before she could finish her words, she came to her senses and stopped talking, almost biting her tongue in frustration.
Shen Yu chuckled, "Unfortunately, I'm not some casual lover, so even if I have eight-pack abs, it's not something you can dream of."
Shen Yu released her wrist, feeling elated as if he had won a battle.
He slowly fastened his clothes in front of her again.
Wen Wan suddenly came to her senses and her face turned from red to white.
So, he did it on purpose?
Is this the desire to win between men?
Those two young merchants showed off their abdominal muscles, which made him, her nominal husband, lose face, so he wanted to make amends in front of her?
Haha, man.
Wen Wan angrily put the small porcelain jar on the table, turned around, extinguished the candle and climbed onto the bed.
"Go to sleep. I can't get her in real life, but can't I still have a few casual lovers in my dreams?"
In the darkness, Shen Yu was startled at first, then his face sank to the bottom.
Dew husband?
How many more?
This woman still hasn't changed her bad habits!
*
Whether Wen Wan had dreamt of a few fleeting lovers that night, Chen Yu had no idea.
But he did not sleep well that night. In his dream, there seemed to be a young lady with a blurry face who kept pestering him and wanted to see his abdominal muscles.
As soon as the sun rose, he opened his eyes irritably and walked to Wenwan's bed with a sullen face.
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