Wife-loving addiction: Jane's strong lock of marriage

Chapter 20

She dragged Jian Shichu towards the direction of the orphanage's dormitory, and the little ones followed behind with great interest, step by step, but was stopped by Xiao Ying and Xiao Wei.
"Your name is Maomao, right?" Xiao Ying knelt down beside Maomao, gently touching his head, "Big brothers, how about playing games with you?"

Xiao Ying has a natural affinity, no matter who sees him, he can't help liking and getting close to him, especially animals and children, who are most irresistible to him.

The little guys who were following Ye Qingci and Jian Shichu were immediately attracted by him, surrounded him and Xiao Wei, and said yes loudly.

The followers were intercepted halfway, and Ye Qingci took Jian Shichu to her dormitory in the orphanage alone.

After entering the door, Jian Shichu looked around, "What kind of place is this?"

"My dormitory." Ye Qingci took out a small medicine box from a drawer, "I often come to the orphanage, and sometimes I rest here at noon, and the mother dean specially allocated a dormitory for me."

She opened the medicine box, took out the disinfectant and burn ointment, and dragged Jian Shichu to sit beside her.

Unbuttoning Jian Shichu's shirt, she pushed him once, making him turn around and face her.

Seeing her take out the medicine box, Jian Shichu knew what was going on, and teased in a great mood, "What's the matter, baby, in broad daylight, do you want this to be a trick, Master Xi?"

Because the movement of climbing the tree was too big just now, some of the places that were scalded a few days ago were more serious, and the scabbed wounds split open again.

Ye Qingci frowned, ignored his teasing, carefully sterilized, and re-applied good medicine to him.

Complaining: "Didn't you bring a lot of bodyguards here? Why do you have to show off yourself? The wound is open again, when will it be healed!"

Jian Shichu turned around abruptly, lifted her chin, and looked at her with a smile, "If you are not injured, how do you know that your baby is so dear to you?"

Ye Qingci slapped his hand away, "When did the famous Jian Qiye become so unruly? Even women from good families have learned to play. Is this how the tutors of the century-old Jian family are like this?"

"You don't know yet, do you?" Jian Shichu pinched her chin and said lazily, "When I was young, I was kidnapped. When I ran away, I broke my head and forgot who I am. Now, I'm alone, I've been in the underworld for more than half a year, and I've become a real little ruffian, and my own mother almost didn't know me when I saw her!"

Ye Qingci chuckled, "Nonsense!"

"What did you lie to you for? Grandpa..."

"Can you not always belong to grandpa and grandpa?" Ye Qingci frowned, "You are not my eldest brother, it's fine for others to call you grandpa, but isn't it strange that you call yourself grandpa?"

No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of Jian Qiye, and dared to ask Jian Qiye not to do this or that.

If anyone dared to speak to Jian Qiye like this, Jian Qiye would have thrown that person out of the window long ago.

But people are creatures that watch people order dishes.

When Ye Qingci said this, Jian Qiye was not only not angry, but also liked her presumptuousness.

He dotes on himself, he is willing!

"Okay, then the future master will not talk about you in front of you, but about me!" He pinched Ye Qingci's smooth and tender face, and he was in a great mood, "I, talk about me, okay?"

Ye Qingci avoided his hand, lowered her head to clean up the things on the table, "You can say whatever you like, you can do whatever you want!"

Jian Shichu reached out and pulled her into her arms, buried her cheeks on her shoulders, and sniffed the refreshing fragrance of her body, "Honey, do you want to know about Grandpa...me, do you want to know about my childhood?"

"I don't want to know!" Ye Qingci put away his things, pushed him away, and washed his hands, "Let's go out, I want to play with Maomao and the others!"

Going to play with those little kids, how can it be better than being in the sweet boudoir of your sweetheart, hugging your sweetheart tenderly?

Seeing Ye Qingci walking outside, Jian Shichu suddenly groaned.

Ye Qingci turned her head subconsciously, saw him lying on the table, and hurried back, "Qi Ye, what's wrong?"

"What kind of medicine is this? Why does it hurt so much after you put it on?" Jian Shichu lay down on the table, breathing in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Qingci sat back opposite him, turned him so that his back was facing her, took off his clothes, and helped him check the wound.

Jian Shichu, whose back was facing Ye Qingci, raised the corners of his mouth, where was there any expression of pain on his face?

It's a lie to say that the wound doesn't hurt, but when he was a child, when he was a gangster, someone stabbed a hole in his shoulder. He gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

The pain on his back at this moment was like a mosquito bite to him, not worth mentioning.

He was just looking for an excuse to spend more time alone with Ye Qingci in the room.

Ye Qingci took off the gauze wrapped for him, and seeing that the wound was much redder than when no medicine was applied, she couldn't help frowning, "Does it hurt?"

Jane Shichu hissed, "It's okay."

Ye Qingci hesitated, "How about going to the hospital for treatment?"

"No need," Jian Shichu said, "you can blow it off for me, it will be fine."

Ye Qingci hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and blew lightly on his wound a few times, "Is it better?"

Her breath caressed his bare shoulders, crisp and itchy.

Jian Shichu suddenly felt his body temperature rise, his Adam's apple slipped, and his voice was a little hoarse, "It's much better."

Hearing that his voice had changed, Ye Qingci thought he was in severe pain, so she blew for him a few more times, and said worriedly: "Why don't we go to the hospital for an examination, if the wound is infected, it will be troublesome!"

"Don't go to the hospital," Jian Shichu said in a hoarse voice, "Just go home and find a family doctor for treatment."

He just wanted to take Ye Qingci back to the bedroom and put her on the bed.

Ye Qingci nodded, "Alright!"

She helped Jian Shichu get dressed and went out together.

After saying goodbye to the mother dean and the little ones, she hurried back to Jane's villa.

The trauma medicine of Jian's family is naturally not comparable to Ye Qingci's trauma medicine.

Just by smelling the refreshing scent, you can tell that the ointment in the hands of Jian's family doctor is many times better than the ointment that Ye Qingci applied to Jian Shichu.

After the family doctor re-treated Jian Shichu's wound, Ye Qingci asked, "Is it better?"

After all, Jian Shichu was injured in order to protect her. Although Ye Qingci still hated Jian Shichu in her heart, she was not a person who would repay her kindness and have no heart.

"It's better." Jian Shichu grabbed her wrist, pulled her down on the bed, buried her chin in the crest of her neck, and said lazily, "Master... I, I'm tired and a little sleepy."

(End of this chapter)