The man's Adam's apple rolled, and the moment her delicate body took the initiative to come closer, his breath became heavier.
His cold eyes narrowed.
Wen Ning's cheeks were red, but he didn't say anything, which made her feel doubly embarrassed.
When Gu Yunxiao saw this, the third brother had already softened his heart. He was a bit annoyed that iron could not become steel and made things difficult for Wen Ning. "You can play whatever you want? Miss Wen often goes to bars. She is good at dancing. Let the third brother relieve himself by dancing a little." "
Wen Ning's face turned pale and she glanced coldly at Gu Yunxiao. She didn't bother to explain.
Thinly wrapping her fingers around the man's tie, she pulled him closer and lowered her eyes in humiliation, "I'll dance for you when I get home, Mr. L, is that enough?"
Her fragrance hit his nose for a while, and her aggrieved and reluctant look made him distracted.
Her voice was weak. The man looked at her and remembered that she was almost beaten tonight. Maybe she was injured?
After all, it's almost enough to take care of the child and teach her a lesson.
The man pinched her chin coldly with his big hand, and raised his deep eyes, "Will you let me get up?"
Wen Ning realized later and his slender body gave in.
He stood up, stared at her coldly, and held her little hand as he left.
Everyone in the box was stunned.
Gu Yunxiao: "Third brother, you just let her go like this? She almost fell in love with you."
"Are you asking her to dance for you?" The man's face turned cold and he felt unhappy, "Get out of here!"
Gu Yunxiao & Huo Ling: "..."
Seeing Wen Ning bewitch the third brother and successfully coax him away.
Gu Yunxiao clicked his tongue, "Beauty is a curse, this Wen Ning is not simple. He and his third brother have just had a flash marriage for a few days, and he has already made the abstinent and lustful third brother very excited. If the person next to the third brother knew about it, Don't be so angry..."
Huo Ling's expression suddenly changed, "Don't let Wen Ning hear what you say."
Gu Yunxiao also realized something and immediately shut up, but he couldn't help complaining, "Wen Ning is the wife of the agreement, and it expires in one year. If we trade a child, the third brother will still have to deal with that..."
Huo Ling squinted his eyes. Judging from the situation tonight, no one could understand what the third brother was thinking.
Back at the villa, Wen Ning got out of the car first. Enduring the severe pain in his back, he secretly asked Dongma for an ointment.
The man watched her go upstairs, and his handsome face suddenly sank. He took her back home and then changed his face and stopped coaxing him?
With a cold look on his face, he asked Winter Ma, "What did she tell you?"
"The young lady is injured. She needs a trauma ointment. Sir, please give it to her quickly. Her face is pale in pain!"
Dong Ma sensitively noticed that the husband and the young mistress seemed to have had a quarrel.
The man was stunned for a moment, his handsome thick eyebrows furrowed.
Upstairs, bedroom.
Wen Ning lay on the bed, almost unable to get up from the pain. When she heard the footsteps, she thought it was Mother Winter coming. She lifted up her clothes with trembling hands and said, "Mom Winter, I may not be able to bandage myself. I need your help..."
The clothes were lifted up, exposing a small white waist to the man's eyes.
His eyes darkened. He suddenly saw a large bruise and wound on her waist!
"Didn't you say they didn't kick you?" the man said coldly.
Wen Ning was startled and turned around to find it was him. Her face flashed red and she quickly closed her clothes.
But the man had already sat by the bed, stopped her forcefully, and said angrily, "The injury was so serious, why didn't you say anything?"
Wen Ning bit his lip and asked him with red eyes, "Did you give me a chance to speak?
Make sure my stomach is fine, then turn around and leave.
I wanted to explain, but you didn’t listen at all.”
He was speechless.
His thin lips were stern, but he was still unhappy, "What are you trying to explain? I asked you to go out less often, but you turned a deaf ear to my words and slipped away to the bar to have fun alone. Have you thought about the consequences?"
It turns out that he was angry because of this, but he didn’t know the whole story!
"I'm not disobedient, Mr. L, and I didn't go to the bar to have fun, I was just... deceived by Wen Hai.
The bartender said he had high blood pressure and fell down, and no one picked him up.
I couldn't help myself. I was stupid and was ambushed by him and my stepmother. Those people were thugs. They wanted to kick the child away to vent their anger for Wen Sirou and make me afraid of them.
Yes, I regret it beyond words and suffer the consequences.
But not as your friends see it."
After she finished speaking intermittently, her eyes were already scarlet and tears were streaming down her face. She turned around to wipe them away sadly and stubbornly.
She didn't want him to see her embarrassed side.
This fragile and soft look can tug at a man's heartstrings.
His dark eyes were dark, flashing with shock, and as cold as frost. He licked his thin lips and said hoarsely, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were bullied? I thought you..."
"You didn't give me a chance." Listening to his cold and stern tone, she felt even more aggrieved. She pursed her lips and complained, "It's not just Wen Hai who bullied me tonight. You embarrassed me indiscriminately."
"..."
Facing the little woman's accusation, someone's face tightened, "Does it hurt?"
"What do you think?"
"Lie down and I'll help you apply the medicine."
"Don't……"
"Stop being so nagging!"
He was extremely domineering, mature and stern and could not be rejected. He lifted up her clothes and held her in place by her slender waist.
When the man's big hand touched the skin, Wen Ning trembled instinctively. We were not familiar with each other, but they were so close. Even though they were applying medicine, she still blushed, "Mr. L, please be gentle..."
His fingers are long and strong.
These words made the man pause, his eyes burning. He saw her delicate skin turning red when he touched her.
She couldn't help but feel her Adam's apple rolling, and taught her hoarsely, "Young mistress, there are some things you shouldn't say nonsense."
"What words?" Wen Ning didn't understand.
"Untimely, it's easy for people to think wrongly." The man's voice was sexy and low.
Wen Ning's ears turned red, as if he understood, and fainted.
"I mean it literally, be gentle, it hurts." She explained quickly and softly.
"Are you excited?" His voice became hoarse!
"..."
Wen Ning also felt that something was wrong, so he hid his embarrassed head under the quilt.
As soon as she moved, the man's fingers that applied the medicine changed direction, and his broad palm accidentally grasped her waist.
He was lying on top of her. At this angle, her waist was as soft as a ribbon, as if she could fold it at will.
His deep pupils darkened, and he stood up straight suddenly, suppressing the burning impulse in his eyes, "It's done."
"Thanks……"
Wen Ning shrank, and the part of his back touched by his fingers seemed to be on fire.
She felt that the air was particularly ambiguous and his breathing became heavier.
She stood up and put down her clothes with her heart beating fast, "Well, go to sleep!"
"I saved you and helped you apply the medicine, and the young lady just sent me away like this?" Suddenly, the man was unhappy.
Isn't this to alleviate the embarrassment?
Wen Ning was speechless, "What does Mr. L want me to do?"
He actually didn't ask her to do anything, he was just unhappy, and she didn't even say thank you.
Looking into the little woman's innocent eyes, the man deliberately made things difficult, "Didn't you say you would go home and dance for me? You broke your promise?"
Wen Ning's face suddenly turned red.
That was a compromise she made out of expediency. Did he still take it seriously?
Imagining the scene of dancing for him alone, Wen Ning's heart trembled as she looked into his deep and charming eyes.
She shook her head and said, "How can I dance when I'm injured?"
"If you can't dance, just sing." Her voice is soft, so she should sing very well.
The man walked to the sofa and sat down in time.
It seems that if he is not satisfied, he will not leave.
Wen Ning bit her lip, "Then close your eyes and I'll sing again..."
While bargaining, someone curled his thin lips and closed his deep eyes.
In embarrassment, Wen Ning opened her lips lightly, her voice was ethereal and ethereal, making people consciously quiet down as soon as she spoke.
But after the man heard a few words, his body suddenly froze.
He quickly held her shoulders, his eyes red, "Why can you sing this song?"