"Then what do you want?" Jiang Mo asked blankly.
"I... I want you to kiss me. Maybe if you kiss me, it won't hurt anymore."
Caught off guard by the flirtation, Jiang Mo's Adam's apple bobbed. "Wife, you're injured. Can you not mess around?"
"I'm not messing around. I'm serious. If you kiss me, it really won't hurt anymore."
Jiang Mo muttered, half in doubt, "Is it really that magical? I don't really believe it. You're not lying to me, are you?"
"No, hurry up."
Wen Yan closed her eyes.
Jiang Mo slowly moved closer and gently kissed Wen Yan's cheek.
"Does it still hurt? I already kissed you."
Wen Yan opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes slightly raised. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"You're not lying to me, are you? Is it really that magical that it doesn't hurt after a kiss?"
"It really doesn't hurt anymore. Why would I lie to you?"
Bai Ling twitched her lips. A kiss, and the wound doesn't hurt anymore? As if!
She definitely wouldn't believe it.
The car stopped at the manor.
The little dumpling heard the horn and her dark eyes sparkled. She ran out on her little legs to greet her mom and dad.
"ε==(づ′▽`)づ Daddy."
"Tangtang's out."
Jiang Mo carried Wen Yan out of the car.
The little dumpling pointed at her mother's foot. "Mommy's hurt."
"Yes, Mommy's foot is hurt."
"Mommy ouch."
The little one sniffled, following behind her father.
Jiang Mo put Wen Yan on the sofa, and the little dumpling immediately came over.
"Mommy, hurt."
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"It doesn't hurt anymore. Daddy took Mommy to see the doctor, and they put medicine on it."
Wen Yan rubbed her daughter's little head. "Baby, it really doesn't hurt anymore."
Jiang Mo picked up the dumpling.
"Mommy already saw the doctor. It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Did Tangtang listen to the tutor at home today?"
Tangtang nodded. "Daddy, Tangtang listened."
Jiang Mo kissed his baby's little face. "Good girl. Daddy's going to stay with Mommy today. Can you sleep by yourself?"
"Okay(´つヮ⊂︎)"
That night, the little dumpling really went to sleep obediently by herself.
Jiang Mo carried Wen Yan to the bedroom, took off her dress, revealing her fair and jade-like skin, smooth and delicate, with a curvy figure. He couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"I'll take you to take a bath. Your foot is injured, so I'll help you wash."
Wen Yan hugged Jiang Mo's neck. "Okay, you help me wash."
She deliberately breathed in his ear. "Husband, don't lose control and want to do something else to me. I'm still sick."
Jiang Mo was aroused and hugged the woman's slender waist.
"Seductress."
"Are you doing it on purpose? Deliberately seducing me? You're not resting even with an injured foot?"
Wen Yan put on an innocent face. "Jiang Mo, what are you talking about? I'm still sick. How could I deliberately seduce you? Are you thinking too much?"
"Liar."
Jiang Mo carried Wen Yan to the bathroom and took off her remaining clothes, revealing a expanse of white that almost made his nose bleed.
Wen Yan raised her eyelids, her jade finger gently hooked Jiang Mo's tie, her tone seductive. "Look at you, didn't I say it right? You're about to lose control. You won't do anything else to me later, will you?"
Jiang Mo was really going crazy from this seductress.
"I really just want to give you a bath, nothing else. Also, don't seduce me. Sit still."
Wen Yan sat obediently in the bathtub, one foot on the edge.
"Husband, you're really wronging me. I didn't."
"Yes, I wronged you."
Jiang Mo personally scrubbed the woman's body, which was simply torture. He should have just tucked her into bed instead of giving her a bath.
"Husband, you need to scrub here too. Why are you leaving this out? Are you deliberately being lazy and don't want to scrub me?"
Wen Yan pointed to her chest in a娇滴滴manner.
Jiang Mo coughed a few times. "I... I think you're already very clean. You don't need to wash anymore. Let's go out. You need to rest."
"No, you haven't washed me clean yet. Keep washing. Don't leave."
Wen Yan pulled Jiang Mo's hand and placed it on her body. "Hurry... hurry and help me wash. Husband, you promised me."
Her fair and alluring body was very tempting, and Jiang Mo swallowed, forcing himself to calm down.
He felt that if he kept washing, he would be driven crazy by this woman.
"Wife, I think you're already very clean. I'll help you wipe. What if water splashes on your foot and it gets inflamed? So don't wash for so long."
Jiang Mo bent down, preparing to carry the woman out of the bathtub.
Suddenly, he was pulled into the bathtub by a strong force. With a splash, he fell in.
Wen Yan grabbed Jiang Mo's tie with both hands and deliberately blinked her eyes. "Look, you're down here now, and your clothes are wet. Wash with me."
"Why did you pull me in? What if water splashed on your foot? Let me see."
Jiang Mo carefully checked.
Wen Yan's foot was not wet, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I just wanted to take a bath with you, Jiang Mo. Can't you even grant me this little request?"
"Yes, how do you want to wash?"
Wen Yan directly stripped off Jiang Mo's clothes.
"Of course, we wash like this. You're not allowed to resist no matter what I do. I'm still sick, you hear?"
"Okay, anything you want." Jiang Mo said helplessly.
The clothes were taken off by Wen Yan and thrown on the floor.
"It's a good thing I went today, otherwise your abs would have been seen by other women. These are mine, all mine. No one else is allowed to see."
Wen Yan stared at Jiang Mo morbidly, kissing his neck.
"Everywhere is mine. No one is allowed to see. You're mine, only mine, Mo Mo."
Wen Yan kissed Jiang Mo's lips obsessively, murmuring, "I really want to hide you so that only I can see you."
Jiang Mo's scalp tingled. How was this woman becoming more and more like a yandere? So domineering.
He had a bad feeling.
