Song Yutang was so dizzy from his kiss that her hands unconsciously went up to his shoulders.
"Well..." After realizing what happened, she couldn't help but want to shrink back.
Jiang Muyan didn't let her hide.
He clasped the back of her head with one hand, and put his other hand around her waist, pulling her into his arms.
The kiss slid from the lips to the chin, from the chin to behind the ears, refusing to let go of every inch.
The two of them rolled onto the bed without knowing when.
The gun is about to go off...
"Hiss..." Song Yutang suddenly groaned and froze.
Jiang Muyan stopped quickly and looked down, only to realize that he had just pressed on the wound on her leg.
A little bit of red seeped out from the gauze, her brows knitted together, and she gasped in pain.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He turned over in a hurry, anxious and distressed. "I forgot that you had an injury on your leg. Does it hurt too much? Do you want to call a doctor?"
Song Yutang shook his head and raised his bandaged palm in front of him. "It's okay, it's all skin trauma and has been treated. The doctor said there is no need for tetanus, just take anti-inflammatory drugs for two days and it will be fine."
Jiang Muyan carefully held her hand, lowered his head and blew gently into her hand.
Once, twice, very gently, so as not to hurt her.
"I'm sorry." His voice was low, with a hint of self-blame. "It's all my fault. I didn't protect you."
Song Yutang smiled and put her face in front of him, shaking her head. "I know you tried your best. When I was really in danger today, you would rather risk losing all your efforts and rush to protect me. That's enough."
Jiang Muyan still lowered his head and gently blew his palms for her. "But you are still injured."
Song Yutang looked into his eyes and said seriously, "Jiang Muyan, you are a human being, not a god. Even an emperor in this world has many things he cannot control, not to mention we are just ordinary people. You are good enough to me, and I am satisfied."
After experiencing that man's betrayal and Li Zerui's cold-blooded ruthlessness, she had long since given up any hope for marriage.
Choosing to marry a vegetative person after rebirth is just a matter of greed for wealth and a good life.
But during this period of time, she saw all Jiang Muyan's protection for her.
They were two strangers from the beginning, and it was really enough for him to do this for her.
Compared with the imagined life of being a widow, compared with the past when I had to struggle to do everything by myself, this is an unexpected surprise.
Jiang Muyan suddenly felt sad and hugged her into his arms.
He hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
"Not enough." His voice was muffled in the hollow of her shoulder, with a bit of hoarseness. "You are such a good girl, but I can't even protect you and protect you openly. I am still not good enough to you."
Song Yutang was startled, then slowly hugged him back and said softly, "Then from now on... you have to be nicer to me."
Jiang Muyan's heart suddenly tightened.
My throat felt like it was blocked by something, it was sore and astringent.
He nodded heavily, his voice a little hoarse. "Okay."
The two of them hugged each other quietly for a long time without saying anything.
The full moon hung high outside the window, and the bright moonlight spilled in through the gaps in the curtains, dripping on the floor, gently covering the two figures embracing each other.
I don't know how long it took before Song Yutang stepped away from his arms and said, "It's been a tiring day. I'm going to take a bath and get some rest early."
The tips of Jiang Muyan's ears turned red for no reason. "I have put the bath water for you. The temperature is just right. I also dropped some of your favorite rose essential oil. Taking a dip will relieve your fatigue."
Song Yutang was a little embarrassed. "I still have wounds on my body, so it's not convenient to get wet..."
Jiang Muyan immediately took out a few waterproof patches from the bedside table and handed them to her. "I know. Seeing that your whole body is sore, it will be more comfortable to take a hot bath. Put this on, and the wound will not be afraid of water."
Song Yutang was surprised. "Why did you prepare this specially?"
Jiang Muyan hesitated, his ears turning red. "On the way back... I checked it on my phone and asked Doctor Fang to send it over."
Song Yutang felt warm in his heart, but his cheeks couldn't help but turn red. "You... why are you checking these..."
Jiang Muyan's voice became softer and softer, and his eyes were a little evasive. "Before, when I was in the hotel, I saw that you seemed very tired, and even your walking posture was not right, so I... just..."
"Stop talking..."
Song Yutang's cheeks were burning and she hurriedly interrupted him.
She grabbed the waterproof patch from his hand, turned around and ran quickly into the bathroom without looking back in embarrassment.
Bang--
The door is closed.
Jiang Muyan stood outside the door and couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard a rustling sound coming from inside.
In the bathroom, the bath fruits have indeed been put away, the air is filled with hot air, and there is a faint fragrance of roses.
She was indeed sore and uncomfortable all over, and every muscle felt like it had been taken apart and reassembled.
Moreover, in the previous life, the concubine had to take a hot bath every time after going to bed, saying it could relieve the discomfort.
Jiang Muyan...
It's quite considerate.
Song Yutang could not withstand the temptation of hot water and quickly took off his clothes.
But when it came to the step of applying the waterproof sticker, it couldn't be applied well.
Either it's stuck crookedly or it doesn't cover the wound. If I peel it off and re-attach it, it makes me gasp in pain.
Jiang Muyan noticed the movement in the bathroom and knocked on the door cautiously. "Um... I'm afraid it won't be convenient for you to apply the waterproof patch yourself. Do you want me to help you?"
"No, I can do it myself..." Song Yutang was mid-sentence, looking down at the crooked waterproof patch he had put on, and suddenly changed his words: "Come in."
When Jiang Muyan opened the door and came in, she had already wrapped herself tightly in a bath towel, leaving only her calves and palms exposed.
But even so, she still felt embarrassed and turned away from him.
But Jiang Muyan is much calmer than her.
As if nothing had happened, he squatted down and carefully applied the waterproof patch on her.
The movements are very gentle and slow, and you don't forget to blow a gentle breath after applying it, for fear that the tape will stick to the wound.
The light in the bathroom shines on his face, which has clear outlines and a small shadow under his eyelashes.
Very attentive and gentle.
Song Yutang As he watched, his heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.
Although the wedding night came a little late and inexplicably, they were together after all.
My husband in this life is surprisingly good...