When Wen Xinya arrived at Lishan Manor, the family doctor was checking Si Yiyan's wound recovery.
Si Yiyan's wound has completely healed, but the black scab on his fair arm has not completely faded away. It is so twisted and ugly that it really looks like a centipede. Wen Xinya frowned tightly.
"The wound is healing well. It will be fine after the scab falls off in two days. However, because the wound is very deep and so many stitches were needed, it may leave a deep scar."
Si Yiyan pulled down his sleeves nonchalantly to cover the rather hideous scar on his arm: "Since you are alright, I'd like to trouble Doctor Zhang to make a special trip."
"You're too polite, Young Master Jiu." The doctor had visitors coming over almost every day these days, and he basically understood that every time Miss Wen came over, Young Master Jiu would chase her away, so he tactfully turned around and left with his medicine box on his back.
After the doctor left, Si Yiyan reached out and pulled Wen Xinya to sit between his legs, hugging her waist affectionately: "The doctor said that my injury has healed a lot, so you don't have to worry so much in the future."
When he was injured, she was more nervous than he was. She took good care of him, changed the bandages herself, and prepared a lot of soups and water, blood-replenishing medicinal foods. Although she felt very happy, she really didn't want her to worry about him anymore.
Wen Xinya's fingers gently stroked his wound through his sleeves, and she could feel the uneven texture of the hard scab between her fingertips: "Such an ugly scab will definitely leave a very ugly scar after it fades away."
This scar, with a tyrannical attitude, left a mark of knife engraving on her heart, proving all the time that there was once a man who saved her from danger regardless of his own safety.
Si Yiyan grabbed her finger, put it to his lips and kissed it gently: "It's just a small scar. Which man doesn't have scars? You don't understand men. For a man, scars on his body are proof of his great achievements."
Which man doesn’t point to the scars on his body and show off the scenes of him fighting with someone else
Wen Xinya was so amused by his words that she couldn't help but tease him, "Being stabbed with a knife, how can that be considered a great achievement? Does it prove that you are obsessed with love and have a short-lived heroic spirit?"
Si Yiyan raised his narrow and beautiful eyes: "Don't you think this is the pride of being a man? If a man can't even protect the woman he loves, what kind of man is he?"
Wen Xinya couldn't help but glare at him and said, "I can't argue with you."
Si Yiyan looked at her, and when she glared at him, those phoenix eyes suddenly became bright, like the dewdrops in the early morning, clear and transparent, bathing in the brilliance of the sun, pulsating with dazzling light, sparkling to the extreme.
Wen Xinya raised her eyes and was caught off guard by the pair of eyes that were stained with a hint of envy and blush: "Si Yiyan you..."
Si Yiyan suddenly pushed her down on the sofa, his body turned over, and dominated her whole world in an instant. He kissed her lips with his thin lips tenderly, tossing and turning, and entangled with her forcefully.
Wen Xinya's misty eyes reflected his charming and beautiful face. She slowly closed her eyes, which gradually closed and closed, witnessing his clean and beautiful appearance. She was instantly obsessed with depravity and was stained with lust. She slowly murmured: "Lucifer fell from an angel to the devil Satan..."
The intertwined breaths, the lingering lips and tongues, are in full swing and passionate.
Si Yiyan's passionate kiss landed on her jaw, becoming lingering and delicate: "The Shurangama Sutra says: 'You love my heart, I love your beauty, because of this cause and condition, love and affection have been prepared, through hundreds of thousands of kalpas, entangled for a long time, always entangled, without end. '"
The warm and elegant red lips laughed sweetly, like a peerless flower in full bloom: "Isn't it tragic! The harm of lust to people is worse than that of wild beasts. We ordinary people should be vigilant and condemn it..."
Si Yiyan bit her lips gently, but he couldn't stop lingering: "The Perfect Enlightenment Sutra says: All sentient beings have been reincarnated since time immemorial because of various kinds of love and desire. In all worlds, all species, whether born from eggs, the womb, moisture, or transformation, are born because of love/desire. We should know that love is the root of reincarnation, so it is said: The reincarnation of the three realms is based on lust, and the cycle of the six paths is based on love."
Wen Xinya's voice was soft and tender: "If you don't get rid of lustful love, you can't get out of the dust!"
Si Yiyan pulled her up to sit beside him and whispered in her ear: "How many heroes in ancient and modern times have not been enslaved by love and affection, and fallen into lust in this vast sea of desire? I... am also one of them."
"Puchi!" Wen Xinya couldn't help laughing: "Si Yiyan, it turns out that this is all you have learned about Buddhism!"
Si Yiyan's beautiful features were stained by the mundane world: "It is said that the Buddha once sent 100,000 of his avatars into the mortal world to experience tribulations before they could achieve great results. Now I also wish to follow the Buddha's example and experience tribulations with my own body to understand the Dharma."
“Hahahaha…” Wen Xinya couldn’t help but burst out laughing. She was clearly aroused by lust, yet she spoke in such a high-sounding manner.
Si Yiyan's eyebrows were beautiful and beautiful, and he said seriously: "However, I don't have the strong concentration of the Buddha. I have experienced the world of mortals and I am not dirty or pure. But I... accidentally indulged in boundless love/desire and couldn't transcend it."
Wen Xinya stopped laughing immediately and reached out to touch his lips: "Si Yiyan, although I don't believe in Buddhism, I respect Buddhism, so don't make fun of Buddhism."
"Hmm!" Si Yiyan pulled down her finger, and looked at her intently with his eyes that were full of flowing clouds and changing colors. In fact, he was not joking about Buddhism, he just used Buddhism to confirm his worldly heart: "By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet, the Lanxin cosmetics store will open tomorrow."
He knew her ambition from the beginning. First it was the investment company, and then the Lanxin Cosmetics Company. Every step she took was steady and long-term. She opened the investment company to make money for herself and accumulate various resources. The Lanxin Cosmetics Company was the real beginning of her career. Since Chinese herbal skin care has been believed to be linked to health care since ancient times, this was her first step in attacking Chinese herbal health products.
He looks forward to her growth!
Wen Xinya smiled and said, "It's only opening tomorrow, isn't it too early for you to congratulate me now?"
Si Yiyan said: "Not too early, because I know you will definitely take the first step in your career successfully."
Wen Xinya smiled as brightly as a flower and kissed him on the face: "Since you have such confidence in me, this is a reward for you."
Si Yiyan suddenly reached out and grasped her beautiful chin, not letting her leave. He moved his thin lips close to hers and whispered ambiguously, "I prefer you to kiss me..." He kissed her lips lightly, as soft and beautiful as a butterfly in love with a flower.
Wen Xinya was a real spoiler. She pushed his face away and said, "You stinky man, I won't talk to you anymore. There's angelica blood-replenishing soup stewing in the kitchen. I'll go take a look."