Occupy a petite wife

Wen Xin's cheeks were hot, and she moved like a snail. She leaned against the head of the bed, her little hands tightly gripping the sheet under her body.

Lifting her clean and straight calf and putting it on his lap, Rongli opened the medicine box, all the trauma medicines were specially prepared, and they were more effective than those sold in the market.

He took out the disinfectant, "Just endure the pain."

Her knee hit the hard stone, and a large bruise fell out, faintly oozing blood.

"Um……"

Of course Wen Xin is afraid of pain, when the aerosol was sprayed on the wound, there was a sharp pain at first, Wen Wen almost cried out, but the pain disappeared quickly, replaced by a cool and refreshing feeling.

After being sterilized, Rongli took out another tube of ointment and applied it on her, probably because he was afraid of hurting her, so his movements were focused and gentle.

Wen Xin pursed her lips, and quietly raised her eyelids to look at him.

The light hit him, and the hair on his forehead cast a dark shadow. His facial features are quite exquisite, and he is more handsome than any other male star. Wen Xin secretly thought that there should be many women who like Rongli.

Her gaze moved down slowly, and landed on his half-opened chest, she was startled warmly, her cheeks were stained red, she looked away in panic, her heart pounding wildly.

Fortunately, Rong Li lowered his head and wiped the medicine for her, otherwise he would be dead of embarrassment.

She suddenly felt that the room was too quiet, she looked left and right, trying to find a topic.

On the bedside table, a royal blue object came into view, and her eyes darkened.

"Yongli."

"Ok?"

"I called you today." After thinking about it, she still told the truth, "They refused to return the necklace to me, so I called you...but your phone was turned off, and Dad didn't answer it. Phone call. Wenyou just came, and he asked the manager to return the necklace to me."

She said the following words carefully, for fear that the man would be angry again.

Rong Li was silent for a moment, and then replied: "I see."

His tone was calm, he should have calmed down, and the tension that Wen Xin had been carrying in his heart could finally let go.

Both hands were held by him, disinfected and medicated. The skinned palms were red and swollen. When she fell down, she was anxious to retrieve the necklace. She didn't even notice that she was injured. It was quite painful at the moment.

After the wound was treated, it was close to eleven o'clock, and the soft bed was extremely comfortable to lie on.

Holding the quilt with both hands, staring at Rongli warmly, he put away the medicine box, went into the bathroom, came out a few minutes later, she quickly pulled the quilt to cover herself.

In the darkness, she heard the sound of turning off the lights, and then the man went to bed, and there was another person under the soft silk quilt, and Wen Xin quietly retreated to the side of the bed.

The other party had expected that she was in a normal state of mind. As soon as she moved, she was embraced by the man's long arms. The warmth made her hair stiffen immediately. She tried to push him away, but her palms felt smooth and warm.

That is……

"Don't move!" The man pressed her small head to his chest, his magnetic voice faded from the coldness in the dark night, with an indescribable deep charm.

Wen Xin really didn't dare to move any more, she nestled in his arms obediently.

The two of them were so close that her lips were almost touching his chest, his smell densely surrounded her and penetrated into her breath.

At first, Wenxin was vigilant, her eyes widened, and the sound of his heart beating could be heard next to her ears, calm and powerful.

Gradually, perhaps because the warmth was too comfortable, she closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

She took a shallow breath, like a feather sweeping across her chest, her breathing was steady and regular, and she had already entered a deep sleep.

Rong Li tightened his arms around her waist, hugging a small soft mass in his arms.

Following his movements, Wen Xin took the initiative to slip into his arms, like a well-behaved kitten.

This is a sign of extreme insecurity.

The palm of his hand caressed her soft hair, he liked the feeling of having her!

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