Qiao Meili chuckled to herself.
How can a man who’s almost thirty act like a young lad?
Not steady at all.
Feeling playful, she simply rested her head against Xiao Heng’s chest.
And sure enough, the man’s chest was indeed hard and solid, his muscles were rock hard under his military uniform, and you could feel the surging blood vessels through his clothes, and his powerful heartbeat was pounding loudly.
This body is so full of hormones, it’s incredibly alluring.
Xiao Heng’s attention was entirely focused on his wife, eager to see where she was injured.
Holding her soft body in his arms, his nose covered by her sweet fragrance, was already enough to test his self-control.
But then Qiao Meili leaned her head closer, and the two were so close that he could almost touch her fair skin with just a slight tilt of his head.
Xiao Heng held his breath; the short distance from the kitchen to the bedroom made him break out in a sweat.
Finally, we got to the bedroom and put him on the bed.
Xiao Heng pulled his clothes outside to cool down.
Qiao Meili looked reluctantly towards the kitchen, “What about the food?”
“What time is it? You’re still thinking about food?” Xiao Heng said, “I’ll make some in a bit. Let me check your injury first.”
He can cook?
Qiao Meili was skeptical, but since Xiao Heng said he wanted to check, then so be it.
With her shirt sleeves rolled up and her trouser legs rolled up, the woman’s fair and delicate skin, hidden beneath her clothes, was now completely exposed.
The restlessness that Xiao Heng had finally managed to calm returned. His eyelashes trembled, and he had to take several deep breaths to steady his hands before carefully lifting her slender arms and legs.
There were abrasions on the outside of my left arm, leaving red marks, some of which were bleeding. There were also scratches of varying degrees on my left calf.
It wasn’t actually that serious, but Qiao Meili’s skin was so delicate and fair that the wound looked particularly shocking.
Xiao Heng’s expression changed instantly. His thin lips were pursed, exuding an air of authority without anger. “I’ll go find some medicine to disinfect the wound first.”
“Don’t,”
Long, slender, fair fingers grasped the hem of his military green shirt, and Xiao Heng turned to look.
Qiao Meili’s eyes were filled with tears, “I’m afraid of pain,”
Although the wound was a little painful, it was still within a tolerable range. However, pouring disinfectant on it would cause her to suffer for a while for nothing, and Qiao Meili was most afraid of pain.
These few abrasions will heal naturally with normal scab formation.
Xiao Heng knew in his heart that if it were him, he wouldn’t even flinch at the sight of such an injury.
Are you sure you don’t need it?
“Okay,” Qiao Meili nodded.
Xiao Heng was still worried, but he compromised, “Is there any other injury?”
Qiao Meili thought for a moment, “My butt hit the ground, it hurts.”
Xiao Heng: “…”
He couldn’t very well say he’d start rubbing that area.
The man seemed a little uncomfortable and coughed twice to clear his throat.
“I’ve heard that people have a lot of flesh on their buttocks, so it shouldn’t be a big problem.”
Qiao Meili agreed, then stretched her long legs out again, “It seems like I twisted my ankle.”
The woman’s calves were slender and shapely, white and tender like lotus roots, draped over the gray bed sheet. Xiao Heng glanced at them and quickly turned his face away, suspecting he was about to explode from the heat.
He squatted down to examine Qiao Meili’s ankle, supporting the sole of her foot with one hand and rotating it left and right with the other.
“Does it hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt,”
“Then it shouldn’t be a sprain,”
Xiao Heng controlled his tone, sweat beading on his forehead.
Qiao Meili originally wanted to play the victim and get Xiao Heng to massage her, but she has now given up on that idea.
No one told her that having her feet held by a man’s large hands felt like this—a strange, yet chilling sensation.
It’s not itchy, but it’s more uncomfortable than itchy.
“It hurt a little just now, but it’s better now, so it should be fine now.”
Qiao Meili pulled her leg back abruptly, hiding it under the covers, and scratched her toes on the sheets.
When his palm suddenly missed its target, Xiao Heng hesitated for a moment before standing up and saying to Qiao Meili, “You’re injured, so take care to rest for the next couple of days. Don’t worry about anything else. We’ll eat at the cafeteria for the next two days.”
Qiao Meili thought to herself that her injury was actually not serious.
Basically, they’re the kind of people who can’t even get an appointment with a doctor at the hospital.
She pretended to be coy, but unexpectedly Xiao Heng actually took it seriously, which made her feel quite embarrassed.
“How about we forget about it? I’ll go cook. I’m really fine.”
“Need not,”
Without giving her a chance to refuse, Xiao Heng took his lunchbox to the cafeteria, got his food, and came back. Today, the cafeteria served white rice, stir-fried cabbage with pork cracklings, and braised chicken with potatoes.
Qiao Meili felt she had been being too dramatic, so while Xiao Heng was getting his food, she came out of the bedroom and into the main room, setting out the bowls and chopsticks in advance.
When Xiao Heng returned and saw her sitting at the dining table, he didn’t say anything. He just silently put all the chicken pieces into her bowl, while he ate only cabbage and potatoes, which were not very oily.
Holding her chopsticks, Qiao Meili felt incredibly guilty, but there was nothing she could do.
She thought about going back to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some fish and meat to nourish Xiao Heng properly.
“By the way, will my conflict with Commander Zhang affect you?”
After all, he is a proper regimental commander, and his age and seniority are higher than Xiao Heng’s.
Xiao Heng ate rice, and after finishing, he said, “I heard from Sister Huang that you also saved Commander Zhang’s daughter?”
“More or less,”
Qiao Meili didn’t really take it seriously. It was just a small favor for her. Besides, given the situation at the time, since she was certain she had the ability to save people, she couldn’t possibly just stand by and watch someone die.
“It must have been Zhang Miao feeding her niece peanuts that made the little girl choke. Since I saw it, I just helped out.” smoothly?
Looking at Qiao Meili’s composed expression, Xiao Heng seemed thoughtful, but he didn’t dwell on the matter too much.
“Since you saved his daughter, and he still attacked you, then he’s in the wrong!”
“So, it didn’t affect you?” Qiao Meili breathed a sigh of relief. “Then I’m relieved.”
She was genuinely worried that her recklessness might negatively impact Xiao Heng.
Since it didn’t have any impact, she stopped worrying about it. As a result, Qiao Meili was in a good mood and ate her meal with a smile on her face.
Seeing the smile on her lips, Xiao Heng slowed down his chewing, and his mind involuntarily recalled what Lei Guotao had said yesterday.
In the current climate, the identities of capitalists or landlords are sensitive, which is why Qiao Meili chose to return at this time…
In fact, Xiao Heng had already told himself not to overthink it. It was good that she was back, giving Zhao Zhao a complete family.
But there’s always a corner in my heart that feels empty, like it can’t find a place to settle down.
“I’ve finished eating,”
“ah?”
As Qiao Meili looked up, Xiao Heng had already walked out. “Put the dishes on the table and I’ll wash them when I come back in the evening. Don’t bother cooking dinner; I’ll bring it back from the cafeteria. Take care and get some rest.”
“oh,”
As Qiao Meili watched Xiao Heng leave, she keenly sensed that Xiao Heng’s mood seemed off, but she couldn’t figure out why for a moment.
She didn’t think much of it and finished her meal, washing the dishes as she went. Although she didn’t like washing dishes, the weather was hot, and she always felt that the kitchen would be dirty and uncomfortable if she left the dishes from lunch until the evening to wash them.
Although her injuries weren’t serious, Qiao Meili had to go all out since acting required a full performance.
After all, she was crying out in pain all the way home. If she were to go out now, all lively and energetic, wouldn’t that tell everyone that she was lying?