Wen Zhan's voice came from above his head: "Well, it's decided, next Monday at the city funeral home."
Today is Friday, which means the day after tomorrow.
"You should get well soon. You were the one that grandpa worried about the most when he was alive. When the time comes, don't drag your sick body to visit his old man." Wen Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms, his tone was low and gentle.
Mu Wanqing nodded.
When they got to the master bedroom, the man put her on the bed.
Aunt Zhou followed up again and reminded: "Madam, you are still weak. Please take a shower with the Third Young Master, so don't fall."
Mu Wanqing: "..."
How could she let Wen Zhan accompany her in the shower!
This is simply...
Afraid that they would be embarrassed, Aunt Zhou went out after finishing speaking.
Wen Zhan stood beside the bed and looked at her blushing face, feeling a little embarrassed as well.
Seeing that he wouldn't leave, Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, mustering up the courage to look up at him and stuttering: "I...I can do it myself. You must be very tired after a long day of work. Go wash up and go to bed."
Meaning, she washes herself and lets the man go to the bathroom outside.
Wen Zhan frowned and raised his hand to scratch the bridge of his nose uncomfortably.
This is a small inadvertent action that people do when they are nervous.
"You have to wash it anyway, so let's go together. I'll take care of you so you don't faint from the hot water or get injured again."
This happened to her before when she was in confinement.
That was when she washed her hair and took a shower a week after giving birth. She stayed in the bathroom for too long, and the heat made her faint. She fell straight down, and her forehead and knees were bruised.
When she didn't say anything, the man whispered again: "Hurry up and wash up, it's getting late."
Mu Wanqing still wanted to refuse, but he leaned over and wanted to hug him again, which scared her so much that she kept pushing back: "I don't want you to hug me, I... I can go by myself."
Seeing her getting up and walking towards the bathroom, Wen Zhan straightened up and followed her while unbuttoning his shirt.
But Mu Wanqing really couldn't accept it.
When a normal couple takes a mandarin duck bath, it is fun and romantic.
But what is their relationship...
After entering the bathroom, she stood there with one hand on her chest and her beautiful fair face turned tomato color.
"Well, either you wait... just stand there and turn your back. I... will call you again if necessary." She said this stammering while suppressing her blush.
Wen Zhan just took off his shirt, tossed the clothes casually with his big hand, and threw it into the clothes basket.
He raised his eyes to look at the woman. His face was pale and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry. "We are husband and wife. Is it necessary for us to stay out like this?"
"We..." She wanted to say that there was no love between us and the marriage would end soon.
But the man could obviously read minds and interrupted: "Before grandpa left, I promised him that he would be good to you in the future."
Therefore, while he was busy these days, he also seriously thought about the relationship between the two.
He once loved Lu Kejun, and she also had a "new mistress" - after all, they were even.
Wen Zhan convinced himself to accept the matter, thinking that after his grandfather's funeral was over, he would find an opportunity to have a good talk with her.
Since the relationship between husband and wife still exists, what does it mean to take a bath together? Any act of intimacy is a right and a duty.
Mu Wanqing was speechless by his words. Before she could think of how to refuse, he was already walking towards her with long legs.
"Wen Zhan, you...don't be like this..." She was so anxious. Facing the man's strong chest so close at hand, the strong hormonal aura made her not even know where to look.
Without saying a word, the man raised his hand to remove the water pipe and turned on the shower.
The water in front was cold, so he moved away considerately to avoid splashing on her.
But Mu Wanqing was still so shocked that she shrank back. Just as she was about to run away, she heard a whisper behind her: "I've been too busy these days and I don't have the time to do anything to you. Let's go to bed early..."
When he said this, if he still wanted to be coy, it would be pretentious.
And hearing his deep and hoarse voice, not only the exhaustion and hard work, but also the suppressed grief of losing a loved one, made Mu Wanqing's heart instantly soften.
"The water is hot. Do you want to take off your clothes yourself, or should I help you?" He brought the shower head closer, and the hot steam immediately floated over.
"I, I can do it myself." The woman was so frightened that she hurriedly raised her hand and put it on her chest.
In the evening, Aunt Zhou called a lactation specialist to come over and massage her. Although it unclogged her a little, it also made her skin red, and it still hasn't gone away.
Moreover, after she gave birth, her belly, which was stretched out by the twins, had not fully recovered, and her waist was ugly.
She didn't want the man to see all this, so she turned around.
Wen Zhan watched her movements with deep eyes, but said nothing.
The woman's jade-like smooth and delicate skin was gradually revealed, dazzling his hungry eyes under the light.
With a slight frown on his brows, he looked away and rushed the hot water down the woman's neck...
Originally, he just wanted to help her take a bath, but no man with normal physiology would be completely unresponsive to the scene in front of him.
Wen Zhan's breathing became heavier, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and land on her shoulder.
"Ah..." Mu Wanqing was startled and turned around instinctively, "You——"
"I'm sorry, I..." He apologized subconsciously, but he didn't know what excuse to make.
In embarrassment, he glanced at one place and suddenly asked in a tight voice: "What's going on on the chest? Is your skin allergic?"
Otherwise, why would it be all red?
Mu Wanqing hurriedly covered her chest, her face turned red to the base of her ears, and she stammered: "No... that one is blocking the breasts. I have mastitis and fever. The prolactinologist will help to clear it..."
Will dredging cause this?
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts..."
She also just realized that mastitis can be so painful when it is blocked and unblocked, it is almost as painful as giving birth to a child.
She was sweating all over her head and body, which was the cold sweat caused by the pain during massage.
When she heard the words "it hurts", her face shrank, and the man's heart trembled, and then he couldn't help but said: "Sorry, I've been too busy these days and neglected my family."
Mu Wanqing raised her eyes, looking at him with her clear and moving eyes, her heart beating irritably.
What he said next to her grandfather's bed that day - she only regarded it as a white lie by this man to let her grandfather go in peace.
But at this moment, seeing how gentle and considerate he showed her, she actually had another hallucination in her heart - she felt as if he had really changed, changed, and began to treat her with care and even affection.
Wen Zhan bent his neck slightly, and his eyes met her upward gaze.
The sound of water rushed, the heat lingered, and the atmosphere between the two changed unconsciously.
When Wen Zhan lowered his head to kiss her, Mu Wanqing knew she should avoid it, but she seemed to be possessed and stood motionless.
With their lips and teeth attached to each other, the two aching hearts rarely merged and intersected at this moment, healing each other.
But just when Wen Zhan wanted to take a step closer, the woman in his arms suddenly fell softly.
"Be careful!" He was startled and hugged her tightly.
Mu Wanqing forced her dizzy brain to stand firm against him, and said sheepishly: "My legs are weak..."
Her fever had just subsided and she must be weak. Wen Zhan put away those messy thoughts and took off the shower head again.
"I'll help you wash it quickly. If you stay in the hot room for a long time, you will lose oxygen."
