Before Yu Changle could react, the hot towel had already covered his face.
Meng Jiuan's movements were unexpectedly gentle, as if he was carefully wiping a piece of fine porcelain bit by bit.
Separated by a thin towel, Meng Jiuan's slender fingers touched Yu Changle's cheek. The soft and smooth touch shocked him, and even his fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Yu Changle also froze there motionless as if her acupoints had been tapped. The temperature of the towel traveled over her skin as Meng Jiuan wiped it, making it hot and itchy, and everything it touched was extremely hot.
She quickly lowered her eyes, pretending to read the red writing printed on the sheets, trying to ignore the throbbing in her heart at this moment.
Meng Jiu'an, who seemed calm, was not doing much better. His strong heartbeat was beating faster than the last beat, almost jumping out of his throat. But the more he reminded himself not to be nervous, the more nervous he became.
His eyes followed the small towel and carefully slid over Yu Changle's face, tracing her smooth forehead, thick and curled long eyelashes, her face as red as an apple, her small and pretty nose, and her rose-like nose. Lips as delicate as flowers...
Meng Jiu'an was stunned unconsciously, and the movement of his hand stopped at the position where he was stroking the peak of his lips. He felt that the air around him instantly became thinner, and even his breathing became faster.
The movements of his hands suddenly stopped, and Yu Changle, who had been holding his breath unconsciously, became tense instantly. He didn't know what would happen next, and his heart was as nervous as a drum.
The entire ward seemed to be still, the hot air was filled with ambiguous and charming breath, and only Meng Jiuan's Adam's apple could be seen rolling up and down.
Suddenly, he lowered his head and came closer.
The smell of male hormones hitting his face made Yu Changle blink his eyelashes in panic. His eyes were filled with water, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge.
"do not move……"
Meng Jiu'an's voice was hoarse, and his hot breath sprayed on her face, burning like a ball of fire.
The tip of his nose lightly touched the tip of Yu Changle's. The slightly cool touch was like dropping an ice cube in a pool of hot water. It did not lower the temperature, but instead caused a numbing sensation in the body.
The ambiguity fermented uncontrollably in the air, and as if being bewitched, Yu Changle closed his eyes by mistake, trying hard to control his slightly trembling body, waiting for the unknown to happen.
Seeing her beautiful face so close, even the air was filled with her sweet fragrance, Meng Jiuan could no longer hold back and covered her side with his face...
"Yu Changle, how are you today?"
Suddenly, a voice came from the door of the ward, shocking the two of them and jumping to both sides. Then Yu Changle gasped in pain: "Hiss──"
Meng Jiu'an hurriedly leaned over to support her. He must have moved too much and injured the wound.
The person who came in at the door of the ward was Dr. Wang, who asked Yu Changle to be hospitalized. She frowned and pushed up her glasses:
"It shouldn't be. Does the wound still hurt?"
Yu Changle didn't dare to raise his head. He shook his head and replied in a low voice: "It doesn't hurt anymore. I accidentally moved a little too much just now. I might have torn it..."
"Is the action a little bigger?"
Doctor Wang looked at the two of them suspiciously. The two people looked strange with their red faces:
"What did you just do? Why did you make such a big move?"
Yu Changle wanted to bury her face in the quilt. She was too embarrassed to tell the doctor what almost happened just now.
Seeing that Yu Changle didn't answer, Dr. Wang turned his attention to Meng Jiu'an, who was frozen like a telegraph pole. Tsk, this one was even more exaggerated, and his whole body was red.
After seeing this reaction, as someone who has been through it, what else does she not understand?
Dr. Wang, who looked understanding, advised earnestly: "Didn't I tell you before? You can't make any big moves in the short term, nor can you live as a married couple!"
"I know that you are young and energetic, and you will definitely have normal physiological needs, but isn't this a special period for patients?"
"Just bear with it, young man, do you hear me? You must bear with it!"
Meng Jiu'an was as embarrassed as a boiled prawn after being called out. Unexpectedly, the commander of the first company, known as the cold-faced soldier king in the army, would also be so embarrassed that he could not even lift his head.
Seeing that Dr. Wang was about to open her mouth again, for fear that she would say something that would make people blush and make her heart beat again, Meng Jiu'an could only bite the bullet and nodded, as if he was a mute and accepted the matter.
Dr. Wang was worried and explained the negative effects to the two of them in detail again, which made their ears feel hot, like ants being boiled in a hot pot.
After finally waiting for the doctor to leave, and until the lights were turned off, both of them tacitly understood that no one dared to mention the charming incident that happened by chance, as if nothing had happened.
Early the next morning, Yu Changle, who had been suffering from insomnia until midnight, smelled the fragrant smell of egg-filled pancakes. She knew it must be the breakfast prepared for her by Meng Jiu'an, who had a regular schedule.
You can't be too ungrateful. It's a bit too much for her to sleep in after breakfast is served to her mouth.
As soon as Yu Changle moved here, Meng Jiuan, who was guarding her at the side, immediately noticed the movement:
"Are you awake? I'll get water to wash your face."
"Um...thank you."
Yu Changle's voice when he just woke up was soft and waxy, which made Meng Jiuan's heart flutter again.
It was over, he felt like he was about to lose control. Even hearing Yu Changle's voice would instantly make him feel happy, and the self-control he was proud of would soon fall apart.
He quickly took the washbasin and towel and went to the boiling water room to get water. If he stayed there any longer, he would think of the soft touch of his fingertips like last night and he would not be able to calm down for a long time.
This time after twisting the towel, before Meng Jiuan could say anything, Yu Changle said in a slightly unnatural tone:
"Thank you, I can do it myself."
Meng Jiuan hesitated: "How about I help you?"
As soon as he said these words, Yu Changle instantly remembered the blushing scene last night and quickly shook his head:
"No, no need, I can do it slower."
After Meng Jiuan finished speaking, he obviously thought of something and handed over the towel with a blushing face.
After washing up and having breakfast, when he saw Meng Jiu'an sitting quietly on a chair by the window, sorting out her hospitalization medical records, Yu Changle suddenly felt like the tranquility of time had passed.
People are like this. After being together for a long time, they will develop a sense of familiarity, followed by dependence. Coupled with the influence of hormones, it will be difficult to judge what kind of feelings you have for the other person.
Yu Changle, who was reborn in the 1980s, considered herself a sober person. In her opinion, instead of spending her time pursuing illusory feelings that could change at any time, she would rather focus on things that she could fully control.
Therefore, after realizing that he had too many thoughts about Meng Jiu'an, Yu Changle decided to stop his irrational behavior in time.
While Meng Jiu'an was around at this time, she had something she wanted to discuss with him.
"Well... I have something to discuss with you."
I don't know why, but when she opened her mouth, she realized that she didn't know how to call Meng Jiu'an. Calling her by his full name sounded too stiff and a bit rude, but calling her Jiu'an... wouldn't it be too affectionate?
Yu Changle, who prided herself on being sensible, didn't notice that she had already begun to worry about these "insubstantial" trivial matters.
