Good night, Mr. Pei

Chapter 271 Too lazy to act, just pretend to sleep
Pei Moyan narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and stopped looking at Ji Rufeng.

One more look and he might have the urge to kick him.

Pei Moyan leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep, allowing Ji Rufeng to deal with the wounds on his face and palm.

Seeing Pei Moyan like this, Qin Muxue thought it was the effect of the medicine. Although she felt uncomfortable, the marriage... could only be successful, not yellow.

Qin Muxue pulled Jiang Yiqian to Pei Moyan's side and watched Ji Rufeng treat the wound.

The wound was not shallow, and was stained with bright red blood, which was shocking to look at.

"Doctor Ji, how is Ah Yan's injury? Is there any serious problem?" Qin Muxue asked with concern.

These years, although she was far away abroad, she subconsciously avoided things and people related to Nanqing City, but her hatred and resentment never stopped, and she survived by relying on Pei Moyan.

"Ma'am, the wound is a bit deep. Although the bleeding has stopped, I don't know if it will leave a scar." Ji Rufeng said while washing the blood on Pei Moyan's palm, "Don't let the wound get wet for a while."

"Okay. Is there anything else I should be aware of?"

"Also..." Ji Rufeng's expression turned a little awkward, he held back his smile, and pretended to be serious, "A Yan just got married, and it's a sweet time, and the matter of husband and wife...his hands are not suitable for bearing weight..."

After saying this, Qin Muxue and Jiang Yiqian's faces turned red.

Pei Moyan pressed her thin lips tightly, suppressing the anger in her chest.

Ji Rufeng dared to make fun of him at this time!
He even insinuated that women are on top and men are on bottom.

After the wound was treated, the servant sent Pei Moyan to the master bedroom, which is also his and Jiang Yiqian's current wedding room.

The room was originally kept the same as it was six years ago, but it has completely changed after Qin Muxue came over. The bright red mattress and quilt are arranged in a particularly festive way.

The servants all retreated.

Jiang Yiqian closed the door of the master bedroom, and walked cautiously to the large bed.

This was the first time she saw Pei Moyan's peaceful appearance in the bedroom.

The man's complexion was like jade, his eyes were tightly closed, like a long and narrow ink mark, and there was a bit of sharp breath in the corner of his eyes, which subconsciously made her want to get closer, but she was a little scared.

Even when this man is asleep, his sense of oppression and aura are extremely strong.

Jiang Yiqian sat on the edge of the bed, the big soft bed sank a little towards her side.

She stared intently at Pei Moyan's face, there was no sign of being drugged on his face, didn't it mean that he would be hot all over?

Ji Rufeng overestimated Pei Moyan's acting skills.

Where does he have any acting skills, he is too lazy to act, so he just pretends to be asleep.

Sensing Jiang Yiqian's breath approaching, Pei Moyan turned over suddenly, Jiang Yiqian's hands froze in mid-air, extremely embarrassed, she wanted to untie Pei Moyan's shirt, but Pei Moyan...

Pei Moyan was lying on his side with his back to her.

Jiang Yiqian didn't become suspicious, she kicked off the slippers on her feet, stood on the bed, straightened Pei Moyan's body, made him lie flat, and reached out to unbutton him.

"Your body is so hot, let me take off your clothes for you, it will make you feel much more comfortable." Jiang Yiqian said coaxingly.

Jiang Yiqian's hand landed on the button of Pei Moyan's shirt, and suddenly, Pei Moyan waved his arm, and his slap fell directly on Jiang Yiqian's side face.

The sound of "snap" was especially loud in the silent bedroom.

A seemingly casual slap, but the strength was not light, Jiang Yiqian's forehead was a little dazed.

She touched her face, it was hot and painful.

This is Miss Qianjin, just when she was about to lose her temper, she saw Pei Moyan's hand, the gauze wrapped in the palm had already been soaked in blood, it was scarlet and eye-catching, Pei Moyan instinctively raised his hand and fanned it, forgetting that his right hand was injured up.

(End of this chapter)