Master's Little Wife Is Too Sweet/C24 Take Care of Yourself
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C24 Take Care of Yourself

Give him a bath? Xueluo pursed her red lips tightly. She did not agree to it, nor did she reject it. She just stayed where she was and did not have the slightest intention of obediently going upstairs to give Fenng Xinglang a bath.

One had to know that she was his sister-in-law! How could his sister-in-law clean his uncle's bath?

Seeing Xueluo stay where she was, Aunt Ann anxiously reminded her, "Madam, quickly go upstairs and treat Second Young Master's wound! Second Young Master bled so much. How painful is it?"

Perhaps Xueluo was worried about the man's injury in her heart. After all, Fenng Xinglang had been injured because he had been stabbed by Fenng Yiming. However, her awkward status with him made Xueluo unable to walk upstairs.

"I'll go look for Butler Mo." Xueluo hurriedly ran towards the study downstairs. When she and Butler Mo just sent away the two experts from the Burning Injury Department, she heard Butler Mo say that he was going to the study to calculate Physician Jin's pay.

Butler Mo was indeed in the study.

"Butler Mo, Xinglang's shoulder is bleeding again. Go upstairs and bandage him. Also help him clean his bath."

When Xueluo said the first part, Butler Mo stood up because he was worried about Fenng Xinglang's safety. But when he heard Xueluo say help Fenng Xinglang clean the bath, Butler Mo sat down again.

Isn't taking a shower something a wife like her should do? In the beginning, Butler Mo agreed that Fenng Xinglang would use Fenng Lixin's name to ask for a marriage. At least this was a shortcut. It could tell what a woman wanted to marry into the Fenng family.

However, when Butler Mo felt that Xueluo was a kind and gentle girl, he started to sympathize with her. It was hard for this kind and tough girl to not be liked by Second Young Master, her husband.

"Madam, I am not finished here. You should go upstairs and give Second Young Master a bath. Treat his wound. It's not good if his wound is inflamed. " Butler Mo opened the account book again and started to seriously calculate the string of numbers.

... "" Xueluo was shocked. Butler Mo cared so much about the safety of the young master of Fenng family. What happened to him today?

"Butler Mo, you go and help Fenng Xinglang treat his wound first. It's not too late to go downstairs to settle accounts after you are done!" Xueluo actually wanted to add, Are these accounts more important than Fenng Xinglang's injury?

"Madam, I'm old and dizzy. It's better if you go and treat Second Young Master's wound. Hurry up and go. Don't let Second Young Master wait too long. " Butler Mo actually started to urge Xueluo.

Unable to invite Butler Mo, Xueluo could only go and find Aunt Ann. However, she did not expect Aunt Ann to say that she wanted to prepare tomorrow's medicinal meal for Fenng Lixin and did not have time.

This was clearly forcing her, Lin Xueluo, to go upstairs to serve that arrogant and rude fellow who was twenty to fifty thousand and did not respect her sister-in-law!

Thinking that Fenng Xinglang was injured because of her, Xueluo gritted her teeth and finally summoned up the courage to go upstairs.

As expected, Fenng Xinglang really occupied her wedding room! Why didn't this man have any concept of men and women not getting married? No matter how he wanted to enter Big Brother and Sister-in-law's room, he could go in whenever he wanted. There was not the slightest bit of embarrassment!

Xueluo was really convinced by this man who did not have any sense of 'etiquette'!

The man on the sofa had already taken off his bloodstained shirt and was drinking by himself with his bare upper body.

In the crystal clear glass, there was a little bit of red wine swaying. It looked like the mouth of a greedy vampire. Was he trying to swallow the loneliness and sadness in the man's heart, or was he trying to convey the more miserable feeling to the man drinking?

That was why there was a saying in the world, When drinking, you will be more worried!

"Why? Why is it so difficult to ask you to come upstairs and give me a bath?" Fenng Xinglang raised his head and drank the red wine in his glass.

For some reason, when Xueluo saw the man in front of her who was wrapped in a deep suppression and unable to save himself, she did not know why. She did not want to criticize or argue anymore. Instead, she quietly walked to Fenng Xinglang's side and began to check the wound on his left shoulder.

The plaster on the wound had already been removed by him. The bright red blood stained half of his left shoulder. Xueluo could not help but shiver. She really could not imagine how painful it would be when a man tore off that wound! Did this man's body not feel pain?

"Xueluo, drink with me!" Fenng Xinglang hooked his arm and Xueluo rolled into his arms.

Xueluo pressed her hands against his strong chest and gently scolded, "Fenng Xinglang, stop messing around! Your wound is bleeding!"

"It's fine! A small wound like this won't kill anyone!" Fenng Xinglang buried his head in Xueluo's soft embrace and was very quiet. He did not make any other excessive movements. He just quietly relaxed the sadness that he had suppressed for many months.

Xueluo did not move, nor did she dare to move. She was afraid that her casual movements would stimulate the side of a man and a beast. Also, she also did not have the heart to push him away...

Fenng Xinglang's strong arm wrapped around her waist even tighter. It was so tight that his face was almost seamless with her chest.

Xueluo suddenly felt that at this moment, Fenng Xinglang was as docile as an obedient and obedient child. It was just that the man's robust physique was still tightly wrapped around her waist. The strength that almost forced her to breath reminded her that the man who was hugging her in his arms was a dangerous adult man.

After half a minute of silence, the man in his arms moved: he arched his chest irregularly. Was he asking for more comfort, or was he... molesting her?

Was this considered a man's highly skilled molester? Xueluo did not want to think in the wrong direction. But... But a woman's sensitive areas were being touched by an adult man's face and lips like this. It was hard for her not to have bad thoughts!

"Fenng Xinglang, don't be like this... I will help you treat your wound first. It is still bleeding." Xueluo pushed away the man who took over her soft pair and instantly blushed. She was flushed red and looked as pretty as if she had been warmed.

Xueluo's movements were exceptionally careful as she was afraid that she would hurt the man's wound for the second time. She had learned it from Doctor Xing once, so her movements were still considered skilled. Xueluo took out a new wound from the first-aid kit and pasted it on Fenng Xinglang's wound.

"It's done. You have to be a little smaller! Your body, hair, and skin are affected by your parents. Can't you cherish it a little?" Xueluo could not help but say a few words to the man. Because she could see that the wound had just burst open. It was completely because he had used too much force when he was outside.

Fenng Xinglang stared deeply at Xueluo, who was treating his wound, and his throat tightened. His eyes were dyed with an indescribable charm.

Xueluo inadvertently met the man's gaze, and her heart immediately jumped like a few little deer. She hurriedly turned her head and muttered unnaturally, "I'll get you a basin of warm water."

Xueluo almost ran into the bathroom. She used her hands to cover her chest, wanting to calm down that messy state of mind. What was wrong with her? She only glanced at that man. Is it that messy? Could it be that I really will be like what that man told me when I first met her: Is it because she has fallen in love with that man?

No! Definitely not! I am not crazy! He is my uncle's son! And... Yes!

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