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"I thought you wanted to win the championship."

"No one likes to win the championship." Shi Rong smiled, "Besides, who said that the one with krypton gold will definitely win."

"Judging from the current trend, Shi Yao will definitely win."

"That's unlikely."

"Since you are so sure, I will wait and see." Huo Yijun smiled slightly, playing with her long hair casually, and rubbing her back with his other hand.

Shi Rong felt a little itchy, so she turned around and asked him, "Do you really want to see me win the championship?"

"Of course not, what I want is for you to be happy."

"If the other party spends money and still can't win the championship, then I'll be happy."

"Wife," he suddenly called her.

This was the first time Shi Rong heard this title from his mouth. After being silent for a while, he responded softly.

Huo Yijun laughed: "Why do you sound like a mosquito? Don't you like me calling you that?"

"No, it's just that I'm a little uncomfortable listening to it all at once."

"What should I do?"

"The more you bark a few times, the more you'll get used to it."

"Wife, wife, wife."

"Don't be so disgusting, just scream." Shi Rong covered her mouth, overjoyed.

Huo Yijun saw her trembling with laughter, and couldn't help but throw her down, looked down at her face, and whispered: "Call me husband."

"..."

"Scream." He pinched the soft flesh of her waist.

"Don't do it. I'll scream. I'll scream!" Shi Rong was ticklish and immediately surrendered. He opened his mouth and flipped the two words over and over between his lips and tongue several times before whispering, "Husband."

"what?"

"..."

"I didn't hear clearly." He put his ear in front of her. "It's your fault that you didn't hear clearly. I called you anyway."

"Scream again." He pecked her cheek gently a few times, his voice as soft as the night wind.

Shi Rong reached out and hooked his neck, looked into his eyes, and said solemnly: "Husband."

Huo Yijun looked at her for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed her.

Shi Rong realized what he was going to do and quickly put his hands against him: "Fourth brother said you have to rest for two weeks."

"I know my body." He paused, "I won't show off."

"But my leg hurts." Shi Rong immediately took out his leg, "It's in a plaster."

As expected, Huo Yijun immediately stopped all movements and touched the plaster, a little nervous: "Did I just touch you? Does it hurt?"

"You didn't touch me just now, but if you want to do something else, can you still promise not to touch me?"

"I... can try."

"..." The tips of Shi Rong's ears turned red, "What's the rush? We'll wait."

"it is good."

He immediately agreed, carried her to the pillow and laid her down. He lingered on her lips for a while before turning to take a shower.

Shi Rong didn't expect him to withdraw so readily. He was completely different from the unsatisfied man before the car accident.

After Huo Yijun took a shower and came out wrapped in a bath towel, he found the woman lying on the bedside looking at him with strange eyes.

"What's wrong with me?" He looked down at himself.

Shi Rong shook his head.

"Then why are you staring at me?" Huo Yijun walked to the bed and sat down. He stretched out his big hand and covered her forehead with his palm, looking worried. "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Can I take you to the hospital?"

"No discomfort." Shi Rong took off his hand and looked at him.

As he moved, the towel fell down.

Revealing light wheat-colored skin and firm abdominal muscles. (End of chapter)