High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

The auntie shook her head and laughed, and pointed in the direction of the bedroom: "Miss Xuewei has eaten at five o'clock, so she locked herself in the bedroom and couldn't come out."

Hearing this, Feng Churui probably knew that she was hiding from him, so he couldn't help laughing, "It's nothing, you can get off work."

Before the auntie left, she suddenly thought of it, and she added another sentence: "Secretary Wu brought the medicine today, and asked me to help Miss Xuewei take the medicine. Miss Xuewei refused. I don't know if she can take the medicine by herself."

Feng Churui was thoughtful, walked to the door of the bedroom, raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no answer inside, he stood for a while, then turned to the kitchen to serve the food that was still warm, and ate by himself.

Looking at the empty restaurant, he was the only one who made the slight and crisp sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl, he couldn't help but frowned, feeling a little bad.

Dinner alone is not always a good meal.

After eating and washing the dishes, he walked to the door of the bedroom and knocked on the door, "Xuewei, it's me, open the door."

There was still no response, his heart sank, he pushed the door open, and there was no sign of her in the bedroom, the bathroom door was closed tightly, he was afraid that something would happen to her, so he pushed open the bathroom door regardless of etiquette—

"Ah!" Wu Xuewei, who was half naked, screamed, "Pervert! Get out!"

Feng Churui froze in place for more than ten seconds. It was the first time in his life that someone called him a pervert. Why did he feel so bad in his heart?

Wu Xuewei quickly gathered her nightgown, folded her arms around her chest, pursed her lips slightly, and stared at him, feeling very displeased with his rash intrusion.

Clenching his fists against his lips, he coughed twice to ease his embarrassment. He looked at the box of ointment on the sink, thinking that she was half naked just now and was trying to apply medicine to the wound on her back, "Applying medicine? I come to help you."

He walked over to pick up the ointment, Wu Xuewei took two steps back, "No, I can do it myself."

"Are you sure you can do it yourself?" Feng Churui asked playfully, playing with the ointment box in his hand.

"Of course!" She was obviously speaking hard.

I don't know who was trying to reach the wound on the back just now, but he couldn't reach it, and he was so annoyed.

"Hehe..." Feng Churui pulled her in front of him with a chuckle, lowered his head and leaned into her ear and said, "For me, you don't need to be shy. Come, let me help you."

"No." The hot air sprayed into her ears, causing numbness. Wu Xuewei resisted pushing him away and ran outside.

Feng Churui's smile faded away, his brows frowned slightly, and he chased after her, grabbed her before she ran out of the bedroom, pulled her to sit on the sofa, and said in a more serious tone: "Don't make trouble! You don't want to get better from this injury? Or Want to leave scars like centipedes one after another? Can't wear skirts again?"

Feng Churui is seldom angry. He has always been very graceful and polite. Wu Xuewei knows this. She was stunned when he suddenly robbed him so seriously, and then felt wronged. This injury was not what she wanted.

"Why are you fierce? I don't want you to wipe it. I can wipe it myself. I'm not a fool. Which girl would want to leave ugly scars on her body!"

"It's best if you understand." Feng Churui opened the ointment, looked down at her, and said forcefully, "Take off your clothes, and I'll take them off when you come?"

"Can you stop bullying me?" After all, Wu Xuewei had just experienced the abuse incident, and she pretended to be strong on the surface, but she was still scared in her heart.