After the vicious cannon fodder pampered the imperial marshal, he became popular

Chapter 30 Touching a "Wall"

Late at night, when Fu Ci Yan finished dealing with military affairs and hung up Chu Yi, it was already very late.

He glanced at Wen Shishu's room. The door was tightly closed and there was no movement inside. He was probably resting.

Then he withdrew his gaze, put away the laptop, got up and went to the bathroom.

Wen Shishu's house was not big to begin with, and the bathroom was naturally small too. After Fu Ciyan entered, the entire space became a little cramped.

The clothes were taken off one by one, and the neck ring hidden in the high collar appeared in the field of vision.

Fu Ci Yan slowly stretched out his hand and his fingertips brushed across the cold neck ring.

This kind of thing has always been used to imprison and restrain slaves. It is a symbol of shame, but this symbol now appears on him.

The man's eyes gradually darkened, and the light blue hidden deep in his pupils glowed with a faint light, carrying an extreme danger. For a moment, no one knew what he was thinking.

Drops of water rolled down his body, sliding across the countless scars on his back. Some of them were even very new, left from the battle with the Zerg. They were extremely difficult to heal, and even faintly bled.

Fu Ci Yan let the water wash over the wound without showing any expression.

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Before going to bed, Wen Shishu kept thinking about the crystal, mental power, Fu Ci Yan, Fu Ci Yan's attitude, and the toxins in Fu Ci Yan's spiritual sea.

There were so many things piling up in her mind that she even forgot to eat dinner. When she fell asleep in a daze, her stomach started to growl.

I successfully woke myself up from hunger.

Wen Shishu looked at the time. It was already early morning. He hesitated for a long time whether to go find something to eat. In the end, hunger overcame laziness.

Wen Shishu climbed out of bed.

He walked out of the room in his slippers in a daze, without even opening his eyes fully.

She remembered that there seemed to be some snacks she made in the morning left in the refrigerator.

I was walking, and the next second I bumped into a "wall" with a bang.

Wen Shishu groaned in pain and reached out to feel around in a daze: "Did I go the wrong way? Is there a wall here?"

"No." A voice came from above Wen Shishu's head, without any emotion.

"Yeah, I don't remember either." Wen Shishu replied subconsciously.

No, wait, who's talking!

This is not a wall!

Wen Shishu's brain became clear almost instantly and he became aware of the touch under his hand.

"Tangyuan, turn on the light!"

"Okay, master." Upon hearing Wen Shishu's order, Tangyuan immediately woke up from hibernation.

With a "click" the light was turned on, and the room instantly became bright from darkness. Wen Shishu's eyes trembled due to the brightness of the light.

Then, the man's strong and muscular skin appeared naked in front of her.

Wen Shishu: “!!!”

My eyes, which were originally squinted due to sleepiness, suddenly widened!
The man is tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The perfect amount of muscles does not make him look strong, but instead makes him look powerful.

The touch under her hand made her whole brain confused.

"It feels good to touch?"

Wen Shishu nodded, and the next second he realized what was going on and immediately put his hand down.

He moved so quickly that he was afraid that if he was a second late his hand would be gone.

She shook her head like a rattle: "No, it's not comfortable to touch, not at all." Looking at Fu Ciyan's expressionless face, Wen Shishu wanted to cry but had no tears. Who understood? She really didn't mean it. It was as if she was deliberately taking advantage of someone.

"Would you believe me if I said I was just looking for food?"

Fu Ci Yan glanced at her, hummed, turned around, picked up the bandage beside him and rewrapped the wound.

After he finished taking a shower, he realized that he had forgotten to bring the clothes he had washed earlier. He also came out after knowing that Wen Shishu had already fallen asleep.

I didn't expect her to get up in the middle of the night to look for food, and she didn't even turn on the lights.

"I didn't mean to do that. Who knows why you are here, and still..." Wen Shishu thought for a long time before blurting out a few words: "Still like this..." without clothes.

She didn't say the last few words. When she looked up, she saw the wound on Fu Ciyan's back: "Wait, your wound."

The scars on his back were of varying depths. Because he had just been washed in water, they were red and some were even bleeding. "What's going on? Your wounds haven't healed yet?"

She knew that he had been seriously injured before, but she didn't expect that he hadn't recovered yet.

Fu Ci Yan bandaged the wound as if he didn't feel any pain at all. Wen Shishu's handsome brows frowned.

"No, wait a minute." Wen Shishu walked over, grabbed his arm, and stopped him from bandaging it in a way that was almost self-harm.

"Your wound has just been soaked in water. Are you going to bandage it like this without applying medicine?!" This person really thinks his body is made of iron and is so resistant.

"What's the problem?" Fu Ci Yan looked at her and asked in a flat tone.

In the military area, injuries are very common. Their physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people, and ordinary injuries will not cause too much problem.

It’s just that those injured by the star worms are a bit troublesome and recover too slowly.

For injuries with a long recovery period, it would be a waste of time to treat the wound every time after washing. As long as the injury is not fatal, let it heal slowly on its own. Rather than wasting time treating the wound, they would rather do more training.

This was almost a consensus among all the soldiers.

Wen Shishu listened to his nonchalant tone and couldn't believe it: "Of course there is a problem!"

"Don't pack anymore. Just sit there and wait for me." After saying that, he turned and went to the cabinet on the other side.

She squatted down and started searching. She remembered that the medicine was placed here.

When the original owner rescued him, the hospital prescribed medicine for him, but the original owner threw the medicine aside after he came back and never used it.

"Found it, here." Wen Shishu struggled to pull the medicine out from the corner of the cabinet.

He took the thing and walked to Fu Ci Yan, studied its usage, and then opened it.

"Turn away a little, otherwise I can't apply it on you." Wen Shishu urged.

Fu Ciyan paused for a second after hearing this, and the next second Wen Shishu reached out and adjusted his position: "Hurry up."

Seeing this, Fu Ci Yan moved, but said nothing, allowing Wen Shishu to move on him.

I could feel the medicine being applied to the wound bit by bit, with a hint of coolness occasionally touching my skin inadvertently.

As for the pain, he had already become accustomed to it and automatically ignored it.

Wen Shishu carefully applied medicine to each wound. Fearing that he would feel pain, he was extremely careful every time and ended up with his palms full of sweat.

"Okay." After applying the last one, Wen Shishu breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Fu Ci Yan noticed that the person behind him stood up and moved away, so he pinched lightly with his fingertips, then stood up, picked up the clothes beside him and put them on.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of convenience."

It would be fine if she didn't see it, but if she did, she couldn't ignore it.

(End of this chapter)