Meng Zhen blindly guessed that Wang Juan had either traveled through time and space in a book like himself, or had been reborn.
If it is a book trip, the other party must know the entire plot of the book.
If it is a rebirth, then the other party only has a single plot related to himself.
No matter which possibility it is, it must be his mortal enemy.
You must always be on guard against others.
Meng Zhen planned to wait and see for a while. If the other party really offended her, she was not the Virgin Mary.
We must fight back fiercely!
Just as I was thinking about it, Liu Yuzhou also arrived home.
He was delayed by Wang Juan just now and arrived a step late. When he got outside the crowd, Meng Zhen had already come out to confront Li Li.
After he asked someone to quickly understand the situation, he personally urged Wang Li to come forward and explain the matter clearly.
However, it was Wang Li himself who decided to compensate Li Li.
Master bedroom bathroom.
Meng Zhen stood in the scorching sun for a long time dealing with Li Li, and his fair skin turned red from the ultraviolet rays.
There is still a dull pain.
Ever since she cracked her physique, her skin has become more delicate.
The slightest stimulation will leave red marks.
There is a small floor-to-ceiling mirror embedded in the bathroom wall.
At this moment, she took off her outer shirt and was left with only her most intimate clothing.
Look in the mirror at your sunburn.
Sure enough, the injured skin was red and it felt burning with a slight touch.
And the pain has a lingering effect, like a burn.
Even if you don't touch it, you will continue to feel the tearing sensation.
Meng Zhen was most afraid of pain, so he took some pain-relieving ointment from the space and applied it with a cotton swab.
While applying, he cried out in pain:
"Hiss~"
“Ah~”
"it hurts……"
When Liu Yuzhou walked to the bathroom door, he heard his wife's cries coming from inside.
He pushed the door open and walked in, his voice tense and urgent: "Wife, what's wrong?"
What meets the eye is a woman's beautiful body.
Then his eyes stopped at the red marks on the woman's arms and neck.
Meng Zhen seemed to have seen a savior: "Wuwuwu...Hubby, I'm sunburned, it hurts~"
There was a layer of mist in her almond-shaped eyes, and the pain was not acted.
"Let me see."
The man walked forward quickly, his eyes sweeping over the red skin, the heartache in his dark eyes almost overflowing.
He took the ointment from the woman's hand and said, "Wife, let me help you apply it."
Her snow-white skin was too delicate, and Meng Zhen cried out in pain as soon as the cotton swab touched it.
When his wife spoke, it felt like someone was pinching Liu Yuzhou's heart, making him feel sore and swollen.
"Wife, bear with it for a while, I'll go get some ice." The man quickly went downstairs and took out a bag of ice from the refrigerator.
Fortunately, my wife likes to drink ice water, so she froze a lot of ice cubes in the refrigerator.
Liu Yuzhou poured out the ice cubes, squeezed them in his palm, and then covered his wife's flushed skin with them.
His tone was low and gentle: "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah." Meng Zhen nodded.
A cool feeling came over me, and the burning sensation did subside a lot.
Unfortunately, after a while, the delicate skin could not withstand the continuous ice compress, and the cherry-red mouth began to hum again.
Liu Yuzhou has been observing his wife through the floor-length mirror.
His wife felt uncomfortable, and his eyes trembled.
His dark eyes were as dark as water, and he wished that the culprit who caused his wife to suffer would be dried into a dried-up state!
Ointment doesn't work, and neither does ice.
Suddenly, he thought of when he was in the hospital, his wife was close to him every day, and his wounds healed quickly.
Afterwards, the two men broke through the last line of defense, and their wounds healed so well that they were not even noticeable.
Even my wrist strength is stronger than before the injury.
He vaguely realized something.
Maybe you can try...
As soon as this thought came to mind, his burning gaze fell on the fairy-like figure in the mirror.
And the person in the mirror just happened to look up.
Their eyes met in the mirror.
Leng Yu's gaze made her almond-shaped eyes tremble slightly, and a watery light flashed in them.
The woman was in front of the mirror, and the man behind her was holding her slender waist with his big hand.
The other hand moved along the jade back, found the place where it was tied, and deftly picked up the hidden button with his fingers.
The mirror immediately showed a beautiful scene that was enough to make any man's blood boil and his whole body tense.
The man stared at that place with eyes like a wild beast.
He clamped his big hands around his wife's slender waist and hugged her tightly to his chest from behind.
He lowered his head and gently kissed the flushed skin on the back of the woman's neck with his thin lips.
Meng Zhen closed his eyes tightly. The expected burning sensation on his lips and tongue did not come. Instead, he felt a cool touch on his skin.
The man didn't know when a small piece of ice appeared in his lips.
The kiss came with a cool and loose breath, like a natural healing elixir, moisturizing every pore of Meng Zhen's body and relaxing it.
In the mirror.
The two people's positions gradually changed, facing each other.
The man's healing kiss moved from the delicate skin of the woman's neck to her slender collarbone.
The lips and tongue swept across the bumps and depressions, and the thin lips sucked hard and played with them.
"Hmm~"
The woman moaned.
A cool, relaxed breath moves down the collarbone.
The strength between the man's lips and tongue continued to increase.
Until I hold it in my mouth...
Meng Zhen's almond-shaped eyes were blurred, her crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her little mouth kept emitting high and low babbling sounds.
The tearing pain from the sunburn had long been dispelled by another feeling.
Now there is only emptiness like a feather scratching my heart.
The whole person feels light, like a dandelion seed flying in the air, longing for a piece of soil where it can take root and grow.
But the man's tongue was so close yet so far away.
His voice was low and full of desire: "Don't worry, my wife..."
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