The boy, with his well-defined knuckles, wrung out a towel and carefully wiped the blood from Wen Nan's face.
He didn't utter a sound, but his movements were incredibly gentle, as if he were touching a thin sheet of paper.
I was afraid that I might accidentally tear a hole in the thin paper again.
Neither of them spoke.
The air was silent. Lu Yanqing showed no intention of speaking.
Wen Nan had already considered many ways... such as Lu Yanqing asking who sent the person.
Or say something else to comfort her.
But the person in front of me didn't say a word... which is understandable.
Lu Yanqing was not a talkative person to begin with.
"I'm injured." The woman tilted her head back slightly, yawned, seemingly nonchalant, but her eyes welled up with tears.
Lu Yanqing paused, his delicate eyebrows furrowing.
"Where are you injured?" Lu Yanqing looked Wen Nan up and down.
He had asked once before, but Wen Nan did not answer. However, when he wiped Wen Nan's face, he looked carefully and found that although there was a lot of blood on Wen Nan's body, not a single drop of blood was Wen Nan's.
But perhaps he misjudged the situation.
Under Lu Yanqing's worried gaze, Wen Nan stretched out his hand, which was also covered in blood.
Lu Yanqing used a handkerchief to wipe away all the blood from Wen Nan's hands.
Then the woman's fair hand was revealed, her fingers as slender as scallions.
I couldn't see any wounds at all.
Under Wen Nan's scrutinizing gaze.
Wen Nan pitifully showed his index finger, the skin on the pad of his finger was broken, it really was a little chafed...
She was holding a brick when it was rubbed by the brick.
In Wen Nan's eyes.
Lu Yanqing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Well, luckily you said it early. If you had said it later, you wouldn't have been able to see it at all." Lu Yanqing said seriously, and he gently poked Wen Nan's finger with his index finger.
Lu Yanqing's unintentional movement... he also sensed something, as if he had touched a blazing flame, and quickly withdrew his hand.
Lu Yanqing's ears turned red again.
Wen Nan suppressed a laugh. They had held hands before, and even intertwined their fingers... Hmm... fingertips touching fingertips, yet he had this expression.
Wen Nan found it somewhat amusing.
Lu Yanqing turned his head awkwardly and said, "I'll go boil some water for you, so you can take a bath."
Lu Yanqing coughed and turned to leave.
Wen Nan didn't stop her; her clothes were covered in blood, and she could smell the blood on the tip of her nose.
She doesn't like it.
Lu Yanqing wiped Wen Nan's face simply to check if Wen Nan had any injuries.
I feel relieved without him around.
Lu Yanqing lay on the bed, and Wen Nan, after taking a shower, lay down on the inside. Lu Yanqing closed his eyes, while Wen Nan's eyes adjusted to the light in the darkness.
She could see Lu Yanqing very clearly.
Lu Yanqing's eyes were closed, but his eyelashes trembled as he felt Wen Nan's intense gaze.
Very good... Lu Yanqing didn't sleep at all.
Lu Yanqing was putting on a good act, but Wen Nan's gaze fell on his face, making him feel very uncomfortable.
"Husband, I'm usually very gentle. Today was an accident." Wen Nan only realized this later.
Lu Yanqing hummed in agreement, and then said nothing more.
Lu Yanqing was right behind the door. She beat up six people outside like she was playing whack-a-mole, and Lu Yanqing must have known about it.
She has been constantly breaking away from her gentle and virtuous persona.
But it did collapse.
This time it was especially thorough. She was covered in blood.
It's too bloody. Won't it corrupt Lu Yanqing?
"Woman, don't worry, you won't corrupt him." 859's voice rang out at the opportune moment.
Wen Nan "..."
How did you know?
859 said quietly, "Don't forget, you're raising a wise ruler. If he's led astray, women..."
Wen Nan reached out and gently rubbed his temples, which were throbbing slightly.
Wen Nan's unusual emotions quickly caught Lu Yanqing's attention.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else that's bothering you?" Lu Yanqing asked when he saw Wen Nan pressing his temples.
He immediately got up, poured Wen Nan a glass of water, and placed it in front of her.
Wen Nan looked at Lu Yanqing pitifully.
"My husband... my hand is injured, I can't hold this cup..."
859:……
So why is it working overtime late at night? To earn some dog food (a Chinese slang term for being single and overworked)?
859 decisively turned off the screen.
Lu Yanqing pondered for a moment, then coughed, tilted his head slightly, and handed the teacup to Wen Nan.
But they dared not look directly at Wennan.
Wen Nan didn't expose her. She lowered her head and took a sip, her warm breath spraying onto Lu Yanqing's fingers.
Lu Yanqing felt the temperature was a bit scalding. Wen Nan finished drinking quickly, and Lu Yanqing put the teacup back.
Wen Nan didn't suggest continuing to drink, which made Lu Yanqing feel relieved.
As soon as Lu Yanqing lay down on the bed, Wen Nan rolled into Lu Yanqing's arms.
Lu Yanqing was stiff and unable to move.
Wen Nan stretched out her hand, looking at Lu Yanqing with a pitiful expression.
"Husband, you have no idea how many people came... I was so scared." Wen Nan's voice was soft and gentle, as if she had really been frightened.
Man in black: We're the ones who're scared!
Lu Yanqing sighed, then reached out and put his arm around Wen Nan's shoulder, pulling him closer to him.
Wen Nan is so pitiful.
This is a far cry from his previous domineering demeanor.
Lu Yanqing, standing at the door, naturally knew that Wen Nan was powerful, but he was somewhat relieved.
Wen Nan is tough; otherwise... they don't know what they would be going through now.
"Those people...were they sent by the Wen family?" Although Lu Yanqing's voice was questioning, he forced out a statement of certainty.
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