After being eaten again for no apparent reason, Xia Wan'er lay powerlessly on the bed, her skin exposed outside the quilt covered with traces of excitement.
If she had a choice in life, she would like to sleep and die here.
It was a rare holiday, and it was already getting dark outside, but she hadn't managed to get out of the bed yet.
She didn't even have the strength to turn over. She felt as if her consciousness was wandering but her brain was acting weird and it was unreal.
Looking at Qiao Mingye, he really is no different from during the day!
So angry!
Suddenly, a cool and comfortable feeling spread from her back. She raised her eyes with difficulty and saw Qiao Mingye wiping something gently on her.
"Wanwan, be good. Apply this. After a few hours, the marks will disappear and your body will feel better."
Hearing this, the last bit of emotion in Xia Wan'er's heart disappeared instantly.
She stared with her beautiful eyes and asked weakly: "You have such a good ointment, why do you take it out now?"
If she had taken it out earlier, she wouldn't have to take leave today and wouldn't have to lie here paralyzed.
She had every right to suspect he did it on purpose and had evidence!
"I was wrong. I will be prepared for it next time. It's my fault. I made my Wanwan suffer." Qiao Mingye kissed her with heartache.
"Actually, it's not bad."
Listening to his self-blaming voice, Xia Wan'er bit her lip guiltily. In fact, the main responsibility was on her.
If she could replay last night, she would definitely slap herself hard before saying those words, and then say nonchalantly, "Yes, I have to get up early tomorrow, and I should go to bed early, good night."
Just as she was daydreaming, Qiao Mingye's hot big hand moved down and finally covered her slender waist.
"I didn't use much force, how could it be so heavy? Doesn't it hurt?" The purple marks there were the most horrifying. He said distressedly, "I'll be gentler tonight."
"What?" Xia Wan'er turned over in fear, pulling the quilt tightly and backing away. "I really can't take it anymore. I'm afraid I'll die here."
Unexpectedly, Qiao Mingye just kissed her lips lightly, pulled the quilt over her, and said with a smile: "I'll tease you for a moment, don't catch a cold."
Xia Wan'er looked at his face doubtfully.
He smiled and walked to the closet, took off his bathrobe with his back to her, "I have something to do tonight and will be back very late. You can go to bed early after dinner and don't have to wait for me."
"What's the matter?" Xia Wan'er then discovered that there were also red marks on his back, mottled and intertwined, and some seemed to have scabbed over.
Xia Wan'er was looking down at her nails, lost in deep self-blame.
It was just a kiss mark on his body, which looked scary but actually didn't hurt, but the one on his back was a real scar, and he didn't even notice it.
"Nanfeng said that Li Dong and the buyer have agreed to trade at the bar tonight. I'll go take a look." Qiao Mingye put on his shirt and turned around while buttoning it. Seeing her sitting on the bed with a pouty mouth, he walked up to her and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Xia Wan'er felt even more uncomfortable when she saw how worried he was about her.
She reached out to unbutton his newly buttoned shirt, and with her other hand reached for the medicine on the bedside table: "Take it off."
"Wife," Qiao Mingye grabbed her little hand, kissed her, and said, "There's not much time now. I'll try to come back as soon as possible."
Xia Wan'er blushed, pulled her hand back unhappily, and shook the ointment: "Don't think too much, I just want to help you wipe the scars on your back."
Qiao Mingye was touched. Looking at her slightly pouting red lips, he couldn't help but hold her in his arms and kiss her wantonly. There was fire dancing in his eyes, and his breathing was slightly heavy: "Then let's wait until tonight."
Xia Wan'er was kissed so hard that she felt exhausted and could only stare in vain resistance.
Yes, I think someone once said that someone has been single for 28 years and he needs someone to keep an eye on him, otherwise he won’t know how to restrain himself. I thought it was a joke at the time, but it turned out to be true!
(End of this chapter)