White mist immediately drifted out along the bathroom door.
In the blurry light and shadow, a man walked out in a black silk bathrobe. His wet hair was still dripping with water, and the cold fragrance of mint eroded Nan Yan's breath little by little.
She was startled and subconsciously took two steps back.
The man in sight was tall, with an inverted triangle figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and every muscle was in perfect shape.
Even his wet clothes made his perfect outline more clear.
Nan Yan's eyes flickered for a moment, and she wanted to look away, but she still couldn't help but want to take a look.
But the handsome and handsome man didn't seem to notice her blushing, and just asked coldly:
"Is something wrong?"
Nan Yan frowned and said hesitantly: "Do we...really want to live here?"
There is only one bed in this bedroom, and there is even only one quilt.
You can tell at a glance that this was specially prepared by Mr. Lu.
Lu Huaijing's dark eyes darkened, "Do you not want to live here, or do you not want to live with me?"
What?
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, and a trace of disbelief quickly flashed through his shocked eyes.
So, he thinks she doesn't want to sleep with him?
She was speechless and subconsciously wanted to explain: "No -"
Shouldn't it be that he doesn't want to sleep in the same bed with her?
But before she could finish her explanation, Lu Huaijing interrupted her.
"I know you have to protect yourself for others. Don't worry, I won't touch you."
There was even a hint of disgust in his cold tone.
The words Nan Yan wanted to defend were stuck in her throat. She opened her mouth, but finally bit her lip.
Yes, she was a dirty woman, so he should be the one to mind.
But, he could obviously refuse, so why would he humiliate her in this way?
The southern smoke was like a lump in my throat, and I felt all the grievances and shame welling up in my heart.
The sudden silence in the room made Lu Huaijing frown. He turned around, just in time to see her lowered eyes, and her gloomy side face was thin and pale. Even if it was covered by hair, the red and swollen palm print could still be vaguely seen.
There were even faint traces of white gauze under her rolled-up sleeves.
"What's wrong with the arm?"
The sudden question made Nan Yan come back to her senses in a daze.
She pulled her sleeves down, trying to cover it up: "It's okay."
Nan Yan lost her composure that day and accidentally burned herself, but before she could react, Lu Huaijing had already walked in front of her.
He grabbed the thin white wrist forcefully and rolled up his sleeves to check.
The wound under the gauze has begun to heal, but the burn scar still looks shocking.
Lu Huaijing frowned, but Nan Yan didn't want him to continue looking, and subconsciously struggled to withdraw his hand.
But Lu Huaijing tightened his strength and looked at her with a frown.
"What are you hiding from? Have you brought any medicine?"
medicine?
Nan Yan's movements paused. She didn't know that she was going to spend the night at the old house tonight, so how could she bring medicine?
Seeing her shaking her head, Lu Huaijing let go of her, turned around, walked to the drawer of the cupboard, and took out a medicine box.
"Stop wrapping it up all the time. You are a doctor and you should know how to deal with it."
The cold man said, taking out a box of ointment from the medicine box, opening it with ease, debriding, and applying medicine all at once.
Nan Yan was stunned. Her wrist was held by Lu Huaijing and she couldn't move at all, so she could only let him handle it.
She didn't expect that Lu Huaijing, who was always aloof, would actually help her deal with her wounds.
While Nan Yan's mood was complicated, she was even more confused.
She unconsciously thought of the night when she had a fever. Aunt Zhou said that it was Lu Huaijing who helped her wipe her body and change her clothes%
Nan Yan's face was hot, and she felt that the place he was holding was getting hotter.
She resisted in her heart and wanted to pull her hand away. This time, Lu Huaijing let go obediently.
"I have already taken care of the matter. Those people have also been sent to the police station. You will not see them again in the next ten years."
His voice sounded unexpectedly, as if he was explaining things casually and casually.
Nan Yan was a little surprised, but still responded in a low voice: "I know."
Does the initiator want to make amends?
She felt that the medicine she had just given was not so sincere and caring.
Do you want to appease her emotions?
Nan Yan thought of this belatedly, but Lu Huaijing's next words made her even more surprised.
He seemed to have been brewing for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "I didn't really leave that night."
Leaving a woman on a winding mountain road late at night put her in danger.
Even the woman he, Lu Huaijing, doesn't care about, is the legitimate Mrs. Lu of the Lu family.
He didn't even think that Nan Yan would fight back. He was surprised that after her bravery, he felt a little guilty and angry.
Obviously, she just needs to lower her head.
Hasn't she always been like this?
But when Nan Yan heard this, the stinging in his eyes became more obvious.
So, what does he want to express.
She lowered her eyelashes, thinking of the shock that night, and what happened afterwards. While her heart was heavy, she couldn't understand Lu Huaijing anymore.
I couldn't help but ask softly: "Lu Huaijing, are you apologizing?"
As arrogant as he was, he had never behaved like this in the three years they had been married.
This made Nan Yan's determination to divorce begin to waver once again.
Lu Huaijing's eyes flickered, as if there was some dark emotion spreading.
In the bedroom, they were very close, so close that he could almost smell her faint, calming body fragrance.
Nan Yan just lowered her head, her crow-winged eyelashes trembling slightly. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but for a moment, Lu Huaijing seemed to see tears flashing in her eyes.
His heart seemed to be hit by something, and he slowly raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to get closer for comfort.
But, the next second——
"Buzz buzz-"
The phone vibrated again, instantly making Lu Huaijing's hand freeze in mid-air.
As if waking up from a dream, Nan Yan suddenly woke up. She watched Lu Huaijing stand up, and then walked towards the vibrating mobile phone on the bedside.
He walked towards the balcony familiarly, leaving Nan Yan with an indifferent back.
The night wind was a little cold, and it seemed to blow into her heart in an instant.
Because just now, she clearly saw the name flashing on the phone:
Yihuan.
Such two striking words, always so appropriate and yet so out of place.
The embarrassment in Nan Yan's eyes became even worse. She was really confused. Just now, when Lu Huaijing raised his hand, a trace of expectation rose in her heart unconsciously.
What on earth was she expecting?
Even Nan Yan himself found it ridiculous.
