Chapter 29 Chapter 29 A Very Upset Night
Guan Mi's lips parted slightly, his expression filled with shock, but he still managed to ask the difficult question: "Can I help you wash?"
Chen Yanfeng raised his eyebrows, his eyes lazily passing through her incredulous face: "Do you think I can take care of myself in this state?"
Guan Mi instantly felt like he had fallen into a wolf's den.
She struggled internally for a while, but finally compromised.
To be honest, she didn't really think that Shen Yanfeng would let her bathe him herself.
But if he really wants... then she can just go along with it, since she's the one who's looking at him anyway.
This man has a top-notch body, with eight-pack abs, mermaid lines, thin but powerful pectoral muscles, and two long legs with strong muscular lines.
To be honest, she didn't suffer any loss.
Chen Yanfeng's expression was somewhat teasing, and the frivolity in his eyes was replaced by a lazy mood. He tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers and said, "Push me to the master bedroom."
Guan Mi pushed the wheelchair into the master bedroom. This was her first time stepping into this space.
The room is decorated in a minimalist modern style, mainly in dark gray and mahogany colors, exuding calmness and restraint everywhere. Outside the entire floor-to-ceiling window is the dazzling night view of the China World Trade Center CBD.
Shen Yanfeng noticed that the speed had slowed down a bit, so he looked up and followed her gaze: “If you like, you can stay in this room.”
"I'll live next door." He said calmly.
"No, I'm just taking a look." Guan Mi withdrew his gaze and continued to push him towards the bathroom.
"No rush," he patted the back of her hand, "bring me some clean clothes first."
She slowly pushed the wheelchair and turned around, her heart pounding.
Shen Yanfeng watched from the doorway. She walked into the cloakroom alone.
In the floor-to-ceiling mahogany wardrobe, all kinds of clothes are neatly hung, and the glass compartments on the other side display ties, watches and cufflinks.
Guan Mi took out a gray long-sleeved shirt and a pair of shorts that didn't reach the knees, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered that something was missing.
She looked at the man at the door and asked calmly, "Where is it?"
"What?"
Guan Mi pursed his lips and said nothing.
A hint of smile flashed across Shen Yanfeng's eyes, and he pointed under the cabinet.
She turned and squatted, staring at the floor before opening the bottom drawer.
Inside was a collection of dark-colored panties made of fine fabrics and clearly looser in size than usual.
She pulled out the top one, quickly looking away from the somewhat obvious outlines on the fabric, then stuffed it into the clothes in her hands and walked quickly out.
Shen Yanfeng couldn't stand up yet, so he could only sit down to take a shower. There was a brand new shower chair in the bathroom.
Guan Mi put away the clothes in his hand, and then... what should he do next?
She looked down at Shen Yanfeng and asked him to give instructions.
"Do you have a cold?" he asked suddenly.
She nodded and said, "I caught a cold after returning from Chongqing. I went to the hospital and got an injection tonight. I feel much better now."
Shen Yanfeng looked at her and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your hard work."
"What's next?" she asked.
"Help me sit on the bath chair."
Guan Mi stepped forward and leaned down, and Shen Yanfeng's arm naturally wrapped around her shoulders.
To gain leverage, he placed his palm lightly on her lower back, his warm body temperature coming through the fabric.
She helped him up with a little effort, and at the moment he stood up, his jaw accidentally brushed against her hair.
Their bodies were pressed together for a short while, their breaths intertwined, and they could even clearly feel each other's heartbeats.
Although his weight made it a little difficult for her, the process went smoothly.
Seeing that he was sitting still and didn't seem to have any intention of taking off his clothes, Guan Mi stopped being shy and just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.
She placed her hands on the hem of his shirt and was about to lift it up when a bony hand covered the back of her hand, stopping her movement.
Guan Mi raised her eyes, and Shen Yanfeng's face was right in front of her. His breath enveloped her in this small space.
The air was heating up, and my skin was trembling slightly.
"Have you really thought it through?" he asked her in a low voice, with a hint of playful temptation in his voice.
Guan Mi looked at him silently for a while, "Didn't you ask me to help you take a bath? I have to provide you with good service."
Shen Yanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, loosened his grip, and let her continue.
After she hurriedly took off his shirt, her hand slowly moved to his waistband.
I could clearly feel that her fingers were trembling slightly.
He didn't stop, but just supported his chin and looked at her red ears and her forced calmness leisurely.
The smile in his eyes grew even more intense.
Guan Mi knew that she was being watched, so she simply grabbed the waistband and was about to pull it down. She had already seen the black pants underneath, but Shen Yanfeng suddenly reached out and hugged her in his arms.
She buried her entire face in his bare chest. This time, flesh against flesh, there was no obstruction. Their hot skin pressed tightly against each other, and she felt it was difficult to breathe.
And she felt that she was not the one who was more nervous.
She pushed him slightly and said in a calm voice, "Don't you need me to wash you?"
Chen Yanfeng hugged her tightly, "No need. Just a hug will make up for this embarrassing task for you."
Guan Mi couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips: "You said it the other way around."
Chen Yanfeng didn't refute. He turned his head and his eyes fell on her earlobe, which was so close to her. The earlobe was white and tinged with crimson, like a tempting fruit placed before him.
His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
What to do? He wants to bite it.
Gently, in a way that makes the person in your arms feel comfortable.
But will it? Will she feel comfortable? After all, she is cold and indifferent.
He stared at her closely, not forgetting to respond to Guan Mi, "If you really take it off, I can't guarantee that you can walk out of this door in a short time."
There was no way Guan Mi couldn't understand the meaning of these words. She was about to say that since her help was no longer needed, she would go out, and at the same time she was about to push him away and stand up.
But the moment she opened her mouth, her earlobe was suddenly wrapped in something warm and wet. She shuddered and immediately realized that it was Shen Yanfeng's lips.
"Chen Yanfeng, what are you doing?" Her voice was filled with uncontrollable surprise.
Chen Yanfeng was very strong. He tightened his arms, not allowing her to break free. His teeth rubbed the soft earlobe subtly, and his voice was low and vague: "Serve you... give you treatment."
Treatment of frigidity.
"I... I don't need this kind of service!" Guan Mi gathered all her strength and finally pushed him away. Her ears turned red and she glared at him.
Chen Yanfeng was pushed against the back of the chair by her, but he didn't get angry. He just slowly wiped the corner of his lips with his fingertips, where there was still some residual warmth from her ear. He raised his eyes and asked: "Don't you feel anything?"
Guan Mi’s scalp was about to explode. Was he really not ashamed?
"Hurry up and take a shower. Stop thinking about useless things." She straightened her back and looked down at him condescendingly. "I'm going out now."
Chen Yanfeng didn't look at her, he lowered his eyes and said: "Just stay in my room, I will need you at any time."
"I hope you can do it yourself, really." After saying this, Guan Mi turned on the shower, adjusted the water temperature, turned it off and put it in the sink next to him where Shen Yanfeng could reach.
She observed that the water heater switch was not very high and he could reach it with his long arms.
She also placed towels, shower gel, and laundry baskets where he could reach them.
After doing this, she asked, "Would you like me to put the sheath on for you?"
Shen Yanfeng: “No need.”
Before going out, the last words of the person in the bathroom reached Guan Mi's ears.
"Don't run too far."
Guan Mi went to the room to get her cell phone. She also went into the bathroom, stood in the mirror, pinched her earlobes and looked at them carefully. Just like that, her earlobes became very engorged.
Walking out of the room, she met Becky who was posing in the "farmer's pose", then squatted down and played with it for a while before returning to Chen Yanfeng's master bedroom.
The bathroom door was not closed tightly, and the sound of water dripping could be heard from inside. It seemed that he could indeed do it on his own.
She walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, from which she could clearly see Fengbo’s building and its eye-catching logo.
This was the first time in more than three years that she had the leisure to look at the place where she rushed every day.
Unconsciously, the sound of water stopped, and Guan Mi came to the door, waiting quietly for Shen Yanfeng to call her in.
"Guan Mi."
As soon as she heard the sound, she pushed the door open and walked in.
The heat in the bathroom had almost dissipated, and one could imagine how much effort he had put into getting his pants on.
Yes, he was only wearing pants. From the back you could see that he was not wearing a shirt. The chair could not hide his broad shoulders at all. The tight lines of his back were stretched very straight, and there were some water droplets on his shoulder blades.
She walked over and saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on his tall nose, his hair was wet, and his eyelashes were wet.
The two of them had a good understanding of each other. Without saying anything, one raised his arm and the other leaned over, and they successfully changed positions again.
Before pushing him out, Guan Mi pulled out a tissue and wiped the sweat from his nose.
He didn't move, letting her do what she wanted, but his eyes were fixed on her eyes, nose, and finally lips. His moist and deep gaze seemed to completely swallow up that softness.
She pursed her lips, quickened her hands, and threw the paper ball into the trash can neatly. Then she pushed the wheelchair around and simply blocked the sight that was almost burning people through.
Doctor Fu, who was applying medicine to Shen Yanfeng, arrived.
Before Guan Mi brought him into the room, Shen Yanfeng had already put on his shirt.
She had nothing to do while applying the medicine, so she went to the kitchen and served out the soup that Aunt Li had prepared.
"Isn't that your company's secretary?" Fu Qingyang asked casually while pinching the ointment.
The Fu family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, with several generations practicing medicine. He has a deep friendship with Shen Cunyi, and has known Shen Yanfeng for more than 20 years, and they know each other well.
Shen Yanfeng lowered his eyes to look at the phone and said "hmm" lightly, as if he didn't care what Fu Qingyang would notice.
Fu Qingyang showed a hint of ridicule on his face: "It's so late, why is the secretary still here?"
There was a tone of asking a question knowing the answer.
When he came and saw Guan Mi entering and leaving the master bedroom at will, how could he not see that there was something unusual.
Shen Yanfeng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Is it strange?"
"No," Fu Qingyang chuckled, "You two brothers are of the same bloodline."
When Fu Qingyang left, he gave Guan Mi a few words of advice, telling him not to let the wound get wet, and most importantly, not to put any stress on his legs.
Guan Mi said: "Don't worry, Doctor Fu, Mr. Shen will just sit or lie down these days, so he will definitely not be under any pressure."
Fu Qingyang knew that she definitely didn't understand, but he didn't say it explicitly because he was afraid that the girl would feel embarrassed.
After sending the person away, Guan Mi walked into Shen Yanfeng's bedroom with the soup.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, looking down at the flat-screen screen.
She gently placed the bowl of soup on the table, reminding him to drink it, and then went back to her room to wash up.
She knew this night would not end so easily.
Sure enough, less than two minutes after she finished taking a shower and lay down, the bedside phone rang. The timing was so precise that she almost suspected that Shen Yanfeng had installed a hidden camera in the guest bedroom.
Hearing the knock on the door, Shen Yanfeng turned his wheelchair around.
The person at the door was wearing an ordinary short T-shirt and thin trousers, and looked thin and clean.
"I'm going to sleep." He spoke first.
Guan Mi nodded, walked over to him, and pushed the wheelchair to the bedside: "Is there anything else you need before bed? Like a drink of water, or to go to the bathroom?"
Shen Yanfeng raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes calm: "Yes."
"What is it?"
"Hold you."
Guan Mi was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Is there anything else serious?"
"Um."
She bent down and put her arms around his back. As soon as her arms touched the material of his clothes, she heard Shen Yanfeng's voice in her ears, "Sit on me and hold me for a while longer."
…
How can he sit if his legs can’t bear the weight?
Shen Yanfeng said that she was thin and light, and didn't have much strength.
After she got on top, she knelt with her legs still apart and folded on either side of his thighs, keeping her buttocks away from his knees and sitting forward as lightly as possible.
She just wanted to go along with him, not hurt him, and finish early and go back to sleep, but just as her body pressed against his abdomen, she heard him groan.
"Does it hurt?" She pointed to her knee.
He was very frank: "It feels great."
She took a while to react, and after feeling something, she didn't dare to move.
Shen Yanfeng's hands were around her waist, his breathing rising and falling disorderly beside her ears, and it took a long time for it to gradually calm down.
He tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his nose brushed against her earlobe, then slowly moved along her cheek, like a silent tease, or an involuntary closeness.
This is asking for a kiss.
Guan Mi naturally understood.
She remained indifferent for more than ten seconds before leaning over and kissing him on the lips.
I wanted to leave immediately, but he quickly grabbed the back of my head and deepened the kiss.
Compared to his eagerness that night, his actions were filled with a bit more tenderness and patience. His lips and tongue delved into hers, carefully tracing the shape of her lips. They rubbed against each other with a scorching heat, as if they wanted to merge their breaths into one.
The hand on her waist began to move restlessly, his palm rubbing back and forth along her slender waistline.
The deeper the kiss, the bolder the hand's movements became. It quietly moved up from the waist, stopped at the soft flesh under the armpit, and kneaded it tentatively.
"Meow~"
The door was not closed. Becky had slipped in at some point and sat not far away, looking at them with her head tilted.
The two people subconsciously separated as if awakened, hugging each other with unstable breathing.
Guan Mi was not like Shen Yanfeng, who was on the verge of losing control. Her rationality quickly returned and she gained the upper hand. She just stared blankly at Becky who began to lick her paws leisurely, her eyes somewhat blank.
Even when he returned to his room and lay on the bed, Guan Mi still felt a complex emotion in his heart.
She knew that she had not been able to completely cut Wen Li off from her heart, and now her actions with Shen Yanfeng were becoming more and more intimate, which made her feel inexplicably confused.
She pulled the quilt over her head, wrapping herself completely in darkness, and slept like this all night.
In the next few days, Guan Mi lived a very regular life.
She goes to work as usual, comes back after get off work to have dinner with Shen Yanfeng, pushes him to take a shower, watches the news with him, and handles work.
He would hold her in his arms and kiss her deeply before going to bed, his palms lingering on every part of her upper body. Every night when he returned to his bedroom, the front of her clothes would be crumpled to a horrible state.
That night, Fu Qingyang came to change Shen Yanfeng's dressing as usual. The swelling on his knee had subsided by more than half, and a thin layer of scab had formed on the surface of the wound. He was recovering faster than expected.
"I'm recovering well," Fu Qingyang said. "Walking shouldn't be a big problem. Just avoid standing for long periods of time or strenuous exercise."
He suddenly suggested: "While I'm here, why don't you try to stand for a while?"
Shen Yanfeng shook his head, "I'm used to the wheelchair."
Fu Qingyang glanced at the door meaningfully, "Are you used to the wheelchair, or are you used to the person pushing the wheelchair?"
Shen Yanfeng smiled faintly: "It's late, Doctor Fu, please go back. Every time you come, she stays away."
As he spoke, he stretched his legs effortlessly, no trace of pain visible on his face. "To be honest, I really don't want you to come."
Fu Qingyang looked at his actions, smiled and shook his head, "It's me who's in the way."
Not long after, he walked out of the master bedroom carrying a medicine box. He looked around before finding Guan Mi on the balcony.
Guan Mi was concentrating on the German email on the computer on her lap and only looked up when she heard someone calling her.
She walked in front of Fu Qingyang, and a faint bitter and warm herbal scent wafted over.
Fu Qingyang handed her a packet of medicine and said, "Give this set of herbs to Aunt Li tomorrow morning and tell her to simmer it for at least six hours."
"Okay, I'll remember that." Seeing that he was about to leave, Guan Mi raised his foot to see him off.
Fu Qingyang waved his hand and said, "Stay."
Guan Mi politely watched him leave and said, "Goodbye, Doctor Fu."
After the door closed, she turned her head and met Chen Yanfeng's cold gaze.
"I noticed that." He leaned back in his wheelchair leisurely, his slender fingers casually resting on the armrest, his eyes cold. "You have a preference for this type of man."
Guan Mi felt that he was baffled and turned to walk towards the kitchen. "You're overthinking it. I'm just politely seeing you off."
"Where are you going?" Shen Yanfeng subconsciously wanted to stand up, but he steadied himself in time and pressed the switch to let the wheelchair follow.
"I have to put away the medicine Dr. Fu gave you."
He stopped at the kitchen door and looked at her.
When she came out, he reached out and grabbed her wrist: "It's time to go to bed."
The hint couldn't be more obvious.
It’s time for the nightly routine “business” again.
Guan Mi didn't respond, but pulled out his hand and silently pushed him towards the master bedroom.
After the wheelchair entered the room, he suddenly said, "Close the door. Lock it."
Becky is so smart that she can always find a way to open the door as long as it is not locked.
When Guan Mi turned around to close the door, he saw Becky stretching and walking towards him.
This little cat must be addicted to being a spectator. It comes on time every night and watches with great interest. Sometimes it watches for too long and refuses to go out to sleep even when it is tired.
The door closed, and as soon as the wheelchair stopped, Guan Mi was pulled over by Shen Yanfeng and sat on him. Before she could sit firmly, he pinched her chin and kissed her.
"Sit closer." He said hoarsely in the gap between kisses.
She moved forward obediently, and when she was pressed accurately by the familiar touch, the hand on Shen Yanfeng's shoulder couldn't help but pinch him.
He snorted, taking her hand and leading it down.
Becky couldn't get in, so she started scratching at the door. After about five minutes of scratching, she got tired and meowed a few times at the door before going to drink water with her tail drooping.
After drinking, he returned to the door of the master bedroom, licked his fur, and continued to scratch the door and meow, as if he was accompanying the person inside.
Guan Mi's sweater was pushed to the top. She tilted her head back, her mouth slightly open, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. When she shook violently, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling flickered into a piece of broken light in her blurred vision.
In the end, she leaned weakly on Shen Yanfeng, calming her breathing. He slowly kissed her cheek and carefully tidied her clothes.
She suddenly grabbed his collar and asked, "Your knee doesn't hurt anymore?"
When he exerted force upward, the amplitude was much greater than last time, and his speed did not stop for a moment, but he did not look like he was in pain at all.
Shen Yanfeng remained calm, "Well, thanks to you."
"Can you walk now?"
“I haven’t tried it yet.”
"Try."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Guan Mi moved back and glanced down casually, and saw a dark water mark on his light gray trousers, which was much more exaggerated than the last time.
Her ears suddenly felt hot, and she looked away in a hurry, almost stumbling to get up from his legs.
Now that she can walk, can she go back to Changping to live?
Shen Yanfeng sat still, his eyes calm: "I have something to tell you."
Guan Mi was combing the hair by his ear when he heard the words and paused for a moment. "You say."
"Your sister...it's about Guan Tang's illness," Shen Yanfeng paused, and seeing Guan Mi's sudden change of expression, he pulled his lips in self-mockery, "Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions."
Guan Mi also realized that he had overreacted, turned his face away and said softly: "That's not what I meant. Please continue."
"I previously went to the United States to meet with Dr. Noah Bet, a medical expert in this field, and brought him Guan Tang's medical records and current treatment status for a preliminary assessment. Although he couldn't make a direct diagnosis, he agreed that if Guan Tang couldn't come to the United States in person, we could have a remote video consultation."
He continued, "As long as we have his prescription certified, we can get Belimumab. You don't need to worry about any financial issues. Our only priority now is Guan Tang's condition."
Guan Mi was speechless for a moment, she stared blankly at the man in front of her.
Seeing that she was standing still, Shen Yanfeng stood up.
He walked briskly to Guan Mi, gently caressing her face. His deep voice was tinged with sharpness, "Do you want to see her face swollen and her body fat from all the hormones, or to see her accidentally fall and break a bone one day, or even to see her cold turn into a serious illness because her immunity is too low?"
"Mimi, listen to me and change these medicines with huge side effects, okay?"
Guan Mi shook her head vigorously. She certainly didn't want Guan Tang to have any side effects.
Her heart felt like it was torn in two. One half was clamoring frantically to accept it, as it was the only ray of hope in the darkness for Guan Tang's illness; the other half was weighing heavily, making it impossible for her to nod easily.
She took a step back. "Can you let me think about it carefully? I can't accept your help for nothing..."
Shen Yanfeng took her hand and interrupted her gently: "As long as you are willing to stay by my side forever, it's enough."
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