Wenxin came out of the shower and put on a man's white shirt. She saw Rongli sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap, and the sound of typing could be heard in the room.
He must be busy with work.
Wenxin frowned nicely, he was injured, why didn't he take a good rest?
The man who was writing the plan heard the sound of the door opening, raised his head, and looked at her, "Have you washed it?"
"Well." She sat next to him and looked at the computer screen, "Are you busy?"
"I'm not busy." He replied calmly, put the computer on the coffee table, picked up the milk, "The temperature is just right, drink it."
Wen Xin took it in his hand and took a small sip. There was a circle of white milk on his mouth. Rong Li looked at it and thought it was cute. With a move in his heart, he leaned over and licked it with the tip of his tongue.
The man suddenly came close to her and licked her. Wen Wenxin was so embarrassed that she didn't hide away and clasped the glass tightly with her fingers.
The milky aroma fills the mouth, just like the tender taste of a little girl, and the taste buds like it very much.
Little by little, he licked all the milk around her mouth clean. Rong Li stepped back slightly, her shy little face reflected in his dark eyes. Rong Li squinted his eyes and pecked her lips.
"It tastes great," he praised.
Wen Wenxin's heart was like a deer's bump, her eyelashes were trembling, she didn't look at him, she held the glass in both hands and drank a glass of milk one after another.
This time, the man helped her clean up in the same way.
Wen Wen put down the cup, her fair skin revealed a light pink color, and she looked at him with big moist eyes, "If the work is not particularly urgent, just leave it for now. Go to bed early, you have to recuperate."
Rong Li curled his lips and said in a seductive voice, "I'm going to take a bath."
Wen Xin said seriously: "No, you can't get water on your wound."
"I just pay attention."
"That's not possible. What if I'm not careful?" He had a gunshot wound, so he couldn't be careless.
Rong Li raised his eyebrows, feeling embarrassed, "I smell like medicine and I feel uncomfortable."
She knew that this man had severe mysophobia. After thinking about it, Wenxin suggested, "Just wipe it with hot water, okay? That's it for the time being. Just be patient for now and then take a shower after you feel better."
Her injury was on her wrist. When taking a shower, she could just use the shower head to wash her body and avoid her hands. But it was different for him. When her upper body was soaked with water, her abdomen would get wet.
Rong Li was silent, as if thinking, and then he said: "Then help me."
"..." Her eyes widened, and when she saw the serious expression on the man's face, she knew she couldn't escape. She had already given him a bath anyway, how difficult could it be to just wipe himself off?
Wen Xin stood up and said, "I'll get the hot water. You take off your clothes."
Rong Li readily agreed.
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A muscular male body with strong muscles and clear walls, extremely sexy.
Wen Wen held a hot towel in her hand and helped him scrub the wound area, her movements very gentle, for fear of hurting him.
It was rare for a man to be honest and obedient, and did not take the opportunity to be rude to her.
After cleaning up, it was getting late and it was time to go to bed.
Wen Xin refused to sleep next to him at first, for fear of touching his wounds. They slept on the same bed, but they had to be separated into two sides, so Rong Li was naturally not happy.
He had a tough attitude and insisted on holding her.
His child lost his temper, Wen Wen felt helpless, and finally had no choice but to follow his wishes and move into his arms.
Only then did Rong Li feel satisfied.
A strange room, a strange bed, but she has a familiar embrace.
Once asleep, sleep peacefully until dawn.
A new day comes and farewell comes quietly.
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Although there are only a thousand words, I finally added an update. This chapter is very sweet. I feel hungry when I write it. The saddest thing is that it was interrupted just after I finished writing it. Now I am squatting by the window looking for signals.