Suddenly caught by the foot, Mu Yan was startled and kicked out, hitting Jiang Jingheng right in the face.
Jiang Jingheng let out a cry of pain, covering his face, glaring at Mu Yan, "Are you trying to murder your husband?"
Mu Yan was taken aback by his fierce gaze but soon said, "Who told you to suddenly grab my foot!"
Besides, what do you an by "murder your husband," it sounds so suggestive!
Jiang Jingheng snorted lightly, "Isn’t this to test the results of my learning? Grandpa Deng always said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth."
Mu Yan, "..."
She suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
She tugged her foot, which he held in his palm, frowning as she said, "Let go!"
"What, you already kicked in the face, and now you won’t let experint?" Jiang Jingheng looked at her, his face full of accusation, "You’re being too unfair."
Mu Yan, "..."
Who is she bullying now, can he stop talking nonsense?
She found his expression sowhat familiar. When she woke up that morning, he had the sa look of accusation, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Suddenly, she heard Jiang Jingheng’s sowhat gloomy voice, "From childhood to now, you are the first to kick my face."
Mu Yan, "..."
She suddenly felt like she had committed an unforgivable sin.
She resignedly said, "Alright, let you try, if it hurts, I’ll keep kicking your face."
Jiang Jingheng glanced at her, "Don’t compare with you."
Mu Yan was about to explode, what’s wrong with her?
This guy’s mouth is really unforgiving!
She said with a forced smile, "Well, thank you, Young Master."
"I’m the third at ho." Jiang Jingheng suddenly said seriously.
Mu Yan, "..."
Of course, she knew that, why the explanation?
Jiang Jingheng didn’t say anything, lowered his head, and used a needle to prick the blisters.
His movents were very gentle, not painful at all, even a bit ticklish on the soles of her feet, quite comfortable.
He popped the blisters, then took a tissue to wipe them, and applied dicine.
Mu Yan thought that soone as privileged as him would be clumsy, she had even prepared herself for being poked, but it turned out he wasn’t bad at all.
Seeing him handle one blister, she said, "Alright, Young Master Jiang, happy with today’s learning results?"
"Not satisfied, let try again." Jiang Jingheng said and continued to prick the blisters.
Mu Yan frowned, "Hey, don’t push your luck."
"Shut up, otherwise if I accidentally poke the tender flesh on your foot, don’t bla for taking revenge for you kicking my face just now." Jiang Jingheng glanced at her.
Mu Yan imdiately shut up, this guy would definitely seize the opportunity to retaliate against her, fine, let him do as he pleases.
Sitting was making her waist ache, so she lay down.
Perhaps because it was too comfortable, she sohow fell asleep.
In her dream, she felt soone pressing down on her, kissing her wantonly.
She struggled to wake up, but couldn’t.
She was anxious, desperately trying to avoid.
Suddenly, she let out a scream and opened her eyes to find darkness all around.
She fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp, realizing she was unknowingly tucked into the blanket, and all the dicine and tissues on the bed were cleaned up.
She lifted the blanket, turned her feet over to check, and saw that all the blisters had been popped.
It seed that after she fell asleep, Jiang Jingheng cleaned up the place before leaving.
She checked her body, no strange marks.
Suddenly, she found it amusing, what kind of person was Jiang Jingheng, how could he possibly be interested in her, last ti was rely an exception.
She lay back down, turned off the light, and continued to sleep.
If she were to look in the mirror right now, she would certainly find her lips a bit swollen.
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