Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 344

"How to wipe it." He asked coldly.

Shu Nianchen was confused by his attitude.

Just now, he was taunting her in a weird way, but now, he actually wants to help her rub the medicinal wine?

She had to wonder, did he want to hit her hard and teach her a lesson?

Before her doubts were clear, Nan Jinghong looked at her again. Shu Nianchen was startled. After sitting up straight, he gestured with his hands, "Just rub it gently clockwise."

"Hmm." He replied in a low voice.

Her feet couldn't move freely, so Nan Jinghong could only bend down and gently hold her calf, the tiger's jaw fixed her leg muscles so that she wouldn't suffer from pain later and accidentally hurt herself.

She didn't cry out, which meant that this position wouldn't hurt her.

The medicinal wine was poured on the palms of his hands, and after rubbing his hands to warm them up, Nan Jinghong raised his head and glanced at her, then covered her swollen area with his hands, rubbing them moderately.

As soon as the hand with the medicinal wine was attached to her feet, the muscles under the brake of the tiger's mouth couldn't help trembling, and there were bursts of tightness, which was really painful.

Nan Jinghong frowned, didn't look at her painful expression, and began to gently rub her hands.

Shu Nianchen fell back on the bed, clutching the back of the satin with both hands.

At first, he bit his lower lip and inadvertently let out a painful sound
Shu Nianchen sniffed, with a cry in her voice, and said awkwardly, "Go and wash your hands, I will wait for the smell to cool down before going to bed."

"Get out now, you want to smoke me to death in the room, don't you?"

She said weakly, "Then do you want to be smoked to death in bed?"

"...Cover it!"

Well, since he asked so, Shu Nianchen had no choice but to satisfy him!

Nan Jinghong couldn't bear to see her struggling to roll, so he stretched out his hand, avoiding the wound, and tucked her legs into the quilt.

He also took a quick look at the scars where Feili scratched her before, but now there are no traces, and the legs are white and smooth without any blemishes.

Only the swelling on the ankle is too obtrusive.

After washing her hands, she was still leaning on the bed and watching TV.

Seeing him go straight to the door, Shu Nianchen felt dizzy and called him.

"Nan Jinghong." She bit the corner of her lips lightly, "What are you angry about today?"

Nan Jinghong sneered, and asked, "Then what do you think, why am I angry?"

"How would I know." She curled her lips. "You have such a bad temper. On the way back, I guessed that you would be angry, but it was just a feeling. I didn't expect you to be... unreasonable."

Nan Jinghong clenched his fist, "Do you still remember what I told you this morning?"

Morning……

Shu Nianchen thought about it carefully, then looked at his heavy expression, looked down at his legs, and got some clues.

"I thought I could fit in..."

"Aunt Yun forced you?"

"of course not."

"Then why are you trying to be brave?" Nan Jinghong's eyes sank, "I said before, you are my wife, and you don't need to care about other people's eyes. Whether they comment on you is good or bad, it doesn't matter to you or me. Influence."

(End of this chapter)