After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 461: He is serious about chasing his wife
In an instant, Nan Song felt that electricity passed through Yu Jinwen, the conductor of the human body, and reached her body.

From the point where he held her wrist, it went directly to her limbs and bones, and her whole body became numb.

I just feel like my heart is beating like a drum, as if it's about to jump out.

His face was instantly on fire, and it was red right to the roots of his ears.

Yu Jinwen's breathing was also a little messy. He raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at her with dark eyes. The lines of his jaw were neat and smooth, and his Adam's apple rolled heavily. "The hair is dry."

"……Oh."

Nan Song answered after a while, turned off the hair dryer, and the whirring sound suddenly disappeared.

The night was quiet and completely silent.

The sound of their heartbeats was no longer concealed, and it was very obvious in this silent night, one after another, as if they were competing.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became increasingly uncomfortable.

"Then... sleep."

Nan Song forced herself to calm down and wanted to put down the hair dryer, but her wrist was still firmly grasped by the man, unable to break free.

"I said..." As soon as she opened her mouth, the man gently lifted her wrist up. Unexpectedly, the hair dryer fell from her hand.

Nan Song reflexively wanted to pick it up, but Yu Jinwen caught it in his hand first, and she couldn't stand still. She leaned forward out of inertia and bumped into him with a "dong" sound.

There was a muffled groan above her head, and at the same time, Yu Jinwen hugged her.

"..."

Regardless of the embarrassment, Nan Song suddenly raised his head, looked at the man's frown, and asked nervously, "Where did I bump into you?"

Yu Jinwen said, "It seems like...ribs."

"broken?!"

"I've... broken it off before." Yu Jinwen's eyebrows showed forbearance.

Nan Song was shocked and couldn't care about anything. He quickly helped him to lie down on the bed. Yu Jinwen also remembered, "Don't soil your quilt..."

"How long have you been paying attention to this! Don't move, just stay still, let me take a look!"

When Nan Song shouted at him, Yu Jinwen didn't dare to move and lay down obediently.

"Is that so?"

Nan Song stretched out her hand and pressed several places under his chest, asking for his location. The bump she just made was not that hard, but that was for a normal person.

The bones in Yu Jinwen's body have been disassembled and reassembled, and he has undergone countless surgeries. They have long been different from ordinary people. The ribs that were once broken are more fragile than ordinary people after they are reattached.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and light gray casual trousers. The thin clothes could not isolate the temperature of his skin. The few times Nan Song poked him, they were almost to the point every time.

Yu Jinwen tried hard to adjust his breathing before he could barely restrain his impulse, "It's okay, just slow down and you'll be fine."

Nan Song gently massaged him, pressed several acupoints, and looked at him with worry on his face.

"Does it still hurt?"

Yu Jinwen looked at her expression and felt as if a warm current had been injected into his heart. He curled his lips and said in a low and gentle voice, "It doesn't hurt very much."

"Then it still hurts."

Nan Song frowned and continued to push him, "Really, why did you grab the hair dryer in my hand when you had nothing to do? You failed to be cool, right? Do you think you are Song Joong Ki?"

"..." Yu Jinwen was startled, "Who is Song Zhongji?"

Nan Song raised her eyes to look at him, and was speechless when she saw his confused and wary look, "An actor from country H got the heroine just by being handsome like you did just now."

"Oh."

Yu Jinwen thought seriously, "Then I'm going to study."

"Learn whatever you want to learn. If you continue to learn, your life will be lost."

Nan Song glared at him, "Pretend to be struck by lightning. If the thunder doesn't strike, I will strike."

She picked up the knife and waved it twice in front of Yu Jinwen fiercely.Yu Jinwen was so cute by her that he couldn't help laughing, and he hissed softly in pain.

"Shut up, don't laugh!"

Nan Song took back his right to laugh, stood under the bed and pressed him for a while, but it was still inconvenient, so he simply took off his shoes and got on the bed, and went to the other side to push him.

Yu Jinwen looked at Nan Song's serious look and felt that his heart was completely soft.

Why did he lose such a good treasure in the first place?
"Okay," he said softly, "it doesn't hurt anymore."

Nan Song's hand was indeed a little sore, so she glanced at him and said, "It really doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Yu Jinwen held her hand, and this time it was him who massaged her, "Lie down and I'll massage it for you."

Nan Song said: "No need..."

She wanted to pull her hand back, but Yu Jinwen couldn't help but ask her to lie down. He sat up and massaged her hand with great skill.

Nan Song lay there, watching his little hands become like dough in Yu Jinwen's big hands, being rubbed back and forth by him.

The back and palm of Yu Jinwen's hand are completely different. The back of the hand is completely like the young master's hand. It is thin and long, with clear and strong joints. The skin is thin, and obvious veins can be seen without exerting force. It is beautiful and noble; the palm is On the contrary, it is as rough as tree bark, and it is still the kind of thousand-year-old bark, covered with a thick layer of cocoons, which is a bit prickly, just like a rough man.

But her hands were almost like this, so she had no right to dislike him.

On the contrary, I felt quite enjoying being rubbed back and forth by him like this.

The clock was about to reach two o'clock, and Nan Song felt sleepy as she lay down, and couldn't help but yawn.

"Go to sleep when you're tired."

Yu Jinwen said: "I'll hold it down for you for a while."

"Stop pressing the button and go to sleep."

Nan Song patted him gently with his other hand. The two people's movements looked so familiar that they looked like an old couple.

They both looked at each other a little embarrassed.

Yu Jinwen raised Nan Song's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently, then walked off the bed and walked to the switch on the wall, "Then should I turn off the light?"

Nan Song silently put his hot hands back into the quilt and said softly "Hmm".

The lights went out and the room fell into darkness.

"Good night." Yu Jinwen's deep voice came.

Nan Song: "Good night."

This night seemed destined to be sleepless, because Nan Song had been inexplicably nervous, and Yu Jinwen could not hear any snoring, only shallow breathing.

She didn't know if he was asleep, and she didn't dare to ask, so she could only pretend that she was asleep.

After pretending, sleep came over him and he went to see Duke Zhou.

Hearing Nan Song's breathing gradually calm down, Yu Jinwen knew that she was asleep, so he dared to move.

He knew that she was a light sleeper and couldn't sleep at the slightest movement, so she didn't dare to move at all.

He turned over slightly and faced her direction.

He couldn't actually see her clearly through the darkness, but the thought of her not far away made him happy. How could he sleep?
Thinking of her series of actions tonight, my heart felt warm.

She clearly cared about him, but she still had concerns about him, and he knew it.

So don't worry, he will use practical actions to get closer to her, dispel her worries, and let her accept him again.

This is all he will do for the rest of his life.

He is serious about pursuing his wife.

(End of this chapter)