Ji Xiuran's eyes fell on her infected area. Without frowning, he walked forward and picked up the medicine and cotton swabs from the cabinet.
When Zhao Ningchu heard the noise, she raised her eyes and looked at Ji Xiuran, a little surprised and said, "What's wrong with you?" After saying that, she quickly took off her nightgown.
But before his hands could touch her, Ji Xiuran grabbed her hand, pulled her forward, and fixed her in front of the dressing table and his chest.
"What? This is my home and I can't come?"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, she was a little embarrassed: "That's not what I meant, please let me go first."
After saying that, he struggled to break away from Ji Xiuran's grasp, but he couldn't push away no matter what.
"Wound, you hurt my wound."
Sure enough, after hearing these words, Ji Xiuran immediately released her, then avoided her injury, picked her up and walked towards the bed step by step.
Zhao Ningchu struggled to get down, but Ji Xiuran hugged her tightly.
"Don't move."
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, she immediately didn't dare to move. Now the wound was so painful that she couldn't sleep. If it was because this bastard was getting worse, it wouldn't be worth it.
Ji Xiuran placed her next to the bed: "Lie down."
"What?"
Ji Xiuran spoke impatiently again: "Lie down."
"No, I can do it myself."
Zhao Ningchu's subconscious refusal made Ji Xiuran feel very unhappy. He frowned and carefully looked at the little woman in front of him.
When did this girl who had been pestering him since childhood start to resist him? It was obviously not like this before.
Ji Xiuran said with a cold face: "Don't make me say it a second time."
Zhao Ningchu was determined not to talk to Ji Xiuran this time, so he imitated his tone and said, "Don't let me say it a second time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran took action and pushed her down on the bed. Although the bed was very soft, the pain when she touched the directly injured ground still made her face turn pale. She grimaced and cursed several times.
You bastard, you really think she is easy to bully.
But before she could react, Ji Xiuran turned her over again, this time lying directly on the bed.
Zhao Ningchu struggled, Ji Xiuran grabbed her wrist, and then a low voice sounded in her ears.
"Try moving around."
After hearing the other party's threats, Zhao Ningchu immediately did not dare to move.
"You want to let me go and it hurts my hand."
Ji Xiuran not only ignored her, but reached out to untie his tie and directly tied her hands behind her back.
"Ji Xiuran, what are you doing?"
She was even injured, but she still played with bondage.
This damn pervert.
"Shut up."
Ji Xiuran spoke irritably, obviously really angry at Zhao Ningchu.
Seeing the girl lying on the bed without saying a word, he picked up the medical kit beside him and began to help Zhao Ningchu treat the infected wounds.
Zhao Ningchu grimaced in pain, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so she directly covered her face on the pillow and clenched her hands tightly into fists.
Ji Xiuran looked at her clenching her hands, her knuckles turning a little white, which showed that she was really in pain.
Then he lowered his head, applied the medicine, and breathed to her.
A refreshing and cool feeling came over, and Zhao Ningchu felt a little itchy, but it was not as painful as before.
Slowly, her hands gradually relaxed. Ji Xiuran reached out to untie the tie that bound her wrists. He saw the blood between her fingers and picked up her hand to take a look.
Sure enough, the skin on the palm of my hand had been scratched by nails, and blood was pouring out.
"Next time you dare to hurt yourself, I will kill you."
He picked up the iodophor and gently wiped it on the girl's palm.
Zhao Ningchu said unconvinced: "What does my own body have to do with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a moist and warm feeling on his neck, and then the man's low and hoarse voice came from the ear.
"You don't know whether it's mine or not?"
Following Ji Xiuran's words, Zhao Ningchu felt a current rush from his tail vertebrae directly to Tianling Gai, making him feel numb and itchy.
"You, please go away, don't get so close to me."
As she spoke, she blushed unconsciously.
Seeing this scene, Ji Xiuran suddenly felt that the little wife in front of him was still the same as before, well-behaved and sensible, and would not make her angry.
"Achu, as long as you obey..."
Ji Xiuran rarely lowered his tone. If it had been before, she would have been very happy, but now Zhao Ningchu didn't feel the slightest bit.
Be obedient to your sister, you really treat her like a pet.
The next day, the first thing Zhao Ningchu did when she got up was that Gu Ran sent her a text message and asked her to meet in Times Square to discuss what they had discussed last night.
Zhao Ningchu went downstairs. When Uncle Chen saw her, he quickly said: "Madam, your breakfast is ready. Come over and eat it."
Zhao Ningchu nodded slightly, walked towards the dining table and sat on the chair.
Uncle Chen brought her breakfast to the table, which was relatively light vegetable porridge. She frowned slightly: "Eat this?"
"Yes, sir, you have been eating lighter lately and need to avoid certain foods."
When Zhao Ningchu curled her lips, she knew it was Ji Xiuran, that bastard.
"Where are the others?"
"Sir, he went to the company early in the morning."
When Zhao Ningchu heard that Ji Xiuran was going to the company, he felt proud in his heart.
After finishing breakfast, I looked at the time and saw that it was almost the time I had made an appointment with Gu Ran, so I changed my clothes and went out.
Because it is a villa area, outside vehicles cannot enter, so Zhao Ningchu had to walk out of the villa if he wanted to take a taxi.
The wound on her leg hurt every step she took, so she had to stop and rest.
At this time, a Maybach drove in from the main entrance of the villa, and Su Yang caught a glimpse of Zhao Ningchu standing not far away.
He slowed down the car and raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror: "Mr. Ji, it seems she is your wife."
Ji Xiuran, who was closing his eyes to rest, heard this and slowly opened his eyes, looking up at the girl not far away.
"Drive up."
Following Ji Xiuran's words, Su Yang drove the car to the side of Zhao Ningchu and stopped.
Just as Zhao Ningchu was about to leave, a familiar voice came from the car.
"Mrs."
Following Su Yang's words, the car window slowly slid down.
Zhao Ningchu looked at Su Yang in surprise: "Assistant Su, why are you here?"
"I'll see Mr. Ji back, are you going out?"
When Zhao Ning first heard this, her eyes fell on the window of the back seat.
What did he do when he came back?
"I have something to go out on."
"Madam, where are you going? May I see you off?"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, she quickly waved her hand: "No, no, I've booked a ride online. It's right at the door."
After saying that, the phone vibrated, and Zhao Ningchu quickly said: "My car is here, I'm leaving first, bye."
While talking, she quickly ran away, fearing that Ji Xiuran would call her.
Su Yang stuck his head out and looked at Zhao Ningchu's back, and then asked tentatively: "Mr. Ji, Madam, she..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted directly: "Find someone to follow her."
He wanted to see what this little thing was doing mysteriously.