"Don't worry, I told him about your situation before he came and asked him to recommend what medicine to buy." Wen Zhan didn't want to show his woman's body to others, even though the other person was a doctor, he wasn't happy either.
After a brief explanation, his phone dinged and he received a WeChat message.
It was Dr. Shen who sent me the names of several medicines.
Wen Zhan forwarded it to Yi Hang and asked him to buy it and send it to him.
After doing this, the man threw the phone aside, placed his hands on her waist, and kneaded her carefully.
Mu Wanqing immediately tensed up and looked unbearable.
This guy seemed to be massaging her seriously, but he always felt a bit "sexy".
But she couldn't tell clearly yet.
Otherwise, others will bite her back and say that she has a villain's heart but a gentleman's heart, and does not know what is good or bad.
So I could only grit my teeth secretly and endure it, resisting the sore and numb feeling caused by his hands messing around my waist.
But this kind of forbearance could not last long. She couldn't hold it back, and a scream escaped from her lips. She was startled and she quickly covered her mouth.
Unsurprisingly, there was low-level teasing coming from behind.
"The scream is so enchanting and charming that people would think we were doing something if they heard it..."
Mu Wanqing's face turned red. She reached to her lower back and pushed his hand away. She struggled to sit up and said, "No need... I'll just apply the medicine later. You don't understand this. It would be even worse if you press me and become paralyzed."
This is also true.
It is not often reported in the news that a woman went for a massage and ended up with more serious injuries and was almost disabled. This was all caused by unprofessional techniques.
Wen Zhan also savored the touch of the delicate and moist skin on her waist, and explained gently and tenderly: "I didn't use any force, I just helped you relax your muscles."
"That's not necessary."
Mu Wanqing put her clothes in order, took out her phone and checked the time. She still wanted to go back, but before she could speak, the access control system rang.
Wen Zhan got up and went to open the door. Yi Hang arrived.
"Third Young Master, please check if these are the ones you buy. I'm afraid you'll buy the wrong one." Yi Hang stood at the door holding the medicine, but Wen Zhan didn't let him in.
"Yeah, no problem."
"These are food. My wife likes them."
"Well done." Wen Zhan gave a faint compliment.
Seeing Wen Zhan come back with something, Mu Wanqing wanted to get up from the sofa and take it, but the man stopped her hurriedly: "Lie down and don't move."
"Give me the medicine and I'll apply it myself." Mu Wanqing sat back and reached out to him.
The man held the medicine but did not give it to her. He sneered coldly: "Why are you so pretentious? Is there anything on your body that I haven't seen or touched?"
"That's different!" She emphasized with a cold face, not wanting to be embarrassed by him rubbing the sensitive area on her waist again.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will carry you in and sleep first to see if you still have the strength to fight with me." Wen Zhan became shameless again, and his words were ambiguous to the core.
"..." Mu Wanqing stared at him, so angry that she was speechless.
The man sat down on the sofa, pushed her down again, and pinned her down on the sofa.
Lifting up her clothes, she pulled down her trousers, revealing her soft white waist.
When the medicine was sprayed on, there was a chill, and Mu Wanqing couldn't help but shiver, which made the man laugh again.
"Why haven't you noticed that your waist is so sensitive before?" He teased, thinking that the next time he fulfills his rights, he would tease her small waist, it would be very charming.
"..." Mu Wanqing didn't bother to talk to him at all.
Whose waist is not sensitive? This is the most itchy place, not to mention the sudden cold spray of the medicine, and the body's instinctive reaction is to twitch.
After spraying the medicine, there is also a plaster, which is cool when applied. After getting used to it, the painful area gradually feels better.
"alright."
The man stood up and helped her sit up very considerately, "Do you feel better?"
Mu Wanqing didn't answer, she just pushed him away silently. Her beautiful facial features were cold, and she didn't look at him favorably because of his gentleness.
But Wen Zhan didn't care.
He smiled, and while the woman wasn't paying attention, he quickly leaned in and stole a kiss.
With the sound of "pop", Mu Wanqing was stunned by the kiss. She raised her hand to hit her, but the man caught her hand accurately, with a smile on his handsome face: "My labor fee is not worth a kiss."
"..." She was speechless for a moment and said coldly, "You did it voluntarily, I didn't ask you to do it."
"Well, that's right. I've been hot on the cheek and cold on the bottom, and it's not just a day or two." Wen Zhan nodded and laughed at himself.
"..." Mu Wanqing was even more speechless.
"Okay, get up and eat when you feel better. I saw that you didn't eat much for dinner. I thought you were worried about your friends not being able to eat. Now it seems that you have a sore back and no appetite."
Therefore, when he asked Yi Hang to buy medicine and deliver it, he asked him to pack some food and bring it with him.
Mu Wanqing's face was surprised. She looked at the man's indifferent but gentle face, and her heart froze slightly.
I didn't expect him to be so meticulous.
Wen Zhan saw the change in her expression and smiled again: "I have many good things for you, but you deliberately ignore them."
"..." She looked away.
The two of them sat down in the restaurant. Mu Wanqing watched him put out food boxes, all of which were her favorite foods, and the tingling in her heart became more obvious.
Afraid that she wouldn't be able to help showing it off, she pretended to be ungrateful and complained: "You order food and buy medicine, and you have to go all the way to have them delivered to you. Don't you mind bothering me?"
Wen Zhan said matter-of-factly: "I paid the salary, this is his job, why does it feel like a hassle?"
"..."
"Every time Aunt Zhou takes the children to live at your place, three meals a day are prepared and delivered to them. Why don't you feel like it's a hassle? If you feel sorry for them going back and forth, then go directly to your house to accompany them. My child, wouldn't it save you a lot of trouble?" Wen Zhan followed her words and brought the problem back to herself.
Mu Wanqing said: "We are divorced."
How can an ex-wife always go to her ex-husband’s house after a divorce?
"But we broke up peacefully and we got together easily. For the sake of our children, we don't have to worry about this."
Mu Wanqing picked up the snack, and the words "peaceful breakup" echoed in her ears. She didn't know how he had the nerve to say it.
It was obvious that the commotion was so ugly, that she was almost depressed, and even filed a lawsuit in court, but in his eyes she was still "easy to get together and easy to part with".
She didn't speak, and Wen Zhan stopped talking. The two sat down quietly to eat supper.
After being quiet for a while, Wen Zhan thought of something, looked at her again and asked, "Why do you want to take the driver's license test?"
When he found her in the evening, she said she was practicing driving at a driving school, which surprised him.
Mu Wanqing said: "Isn't this a necessary skill for everyone?"
"That's true." Wen Zhan nodded and agreed with her to learn, but then said, "You should tell me and I can arrange for you the most skilled coach."
"Haha, I thought you were going to get me a driver's license directly." Mu Wanqing deliberately mocked him.
"How is that possible! Driving on the road is related to your personal safety, and you are also responsible for the safety of others. No matter how much I pamper you, I will never be so bottomless." The man suddenly became serious and stared at her with deep eyes.
