Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

"Why, are you still not happy?"

Song Jiaqian snorted coldly, and there was a hint of girlish charm on his face.

"interesting."

Jiang Wenxuan glanced at Song Jiaqian inexplicably, and smiled faintly.

"Let's not talk about this, how is your health?"

Looking at Jiang Wenxuan's slender face, Song Jiaqian's face was full of concern.

"As you can see, after sleeping for several months, the whole person is terrible."

Speaking of this, Jiang Wenxuan is full of anger, because he has been lethargic for several months, his limbs are weak, he can't even get out of bed now, and he doesn't know if he will learn to walk.

How ridiculous, after living for more than [-] years, in the end, you have to learn to walk.

"Take your time, I consulted the doctor, after a while, everything will be fine."

Song Jiaqian looked at Jiang Wenxuan with a gentle face, and persuaded him.

"Don't look at me wearing a mask, it's better to be the original you."

Facing Song Jiaqian's smile, Jiang Wenxuan was very uncomfortable and always felt a little awkward.

"You really don't know what's good or bad."

Facing Jiang Wenxuan's words, Song Jiaqian turned cold instantly.

"It's better for you like this. In the final analysis, you usually wear a mask yourself, aren't you tired?"

"Tired, what's the point of being tired, sometimes gentleness is also a weapon."

Song Jiaqian pinched her nails, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and then a sinister smile spread from the corner of her mouth.

"Women are really scary. By the way, Shen Huaichuan, you haven't taken it yet?"

"No, it's impossible"

When he heard Jiang Wenxuan's words, Song Jiaqian's face immediately darkened, and there was a sting in his eyes.

"Why, it's been a few months, it can't be."

Jiang Wenxuan knows who Song Jiaqian is, and compared to Jiang Guinong, her methods are much better.

Logically speaking, he wouldn't be able to defeat that idiot Jiang Guinong.

"Not so, huh"

While talking, Song Jiaqian also laughed, but that smile was like letting the biting cold air of the twelfth lunar month seep into the room.

"Aren't you going to try again?"

Seeing her like this, Jiang Wenxuan couldn't help but tease her.

"We cooperate. Since I can't get him, then I will destroy him."

Song Jiaqian turned his head, looked at Jiang Wenxuan, and smiled.

"Okay, the two of them are dogs and men, just right, it's all done in one pot."

Jiang Wenxuan immediately burst out laughing, with uncontrollable excitement on his face.

"Then Young Master Jiang must keep his word."

"You woman, you are really interesting."

Jiang Wenxuan leaned on the pillow, looking at Song Jiaqian's attire.

The evil breath deeply attracted him, especially the bulging chest, which made him unconsciously want to look at it a few more times.

But at this time, Song Jiaqian asked, looking at Jiang Wenxuan's legs, but she glanced at his expression from the corner of her eye, a hint of calculation flashed through her eyes, and then disappeared.

"There are still many interesting things about me, and you will find out slowly in the future."

Just as he was talking, Song Jiaqian looked around the room and subconsciously said, "It's so hot in this room."

"Is there? I think the temperature is just right."

Jiang Wenxuan stretched out his hand, feeling the temperature of his body, and responded to her lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Can you adjust the temperature of the heater in this room?"

Song Jiaqian looked around the room solemnly again, but couldn't find any switches, temperature adjustments or anything.

"Do you think I'll know?"

Jiang Wenxuan laughed at himself.

Helpless, Song Jiaqian could only take off his coat to dissipate the heat from his body.

The moment she took off her clothes, a burst of feminine fragrance entered Jiang Wenxuan's nose.

Feeling that seductive taste, a place in his body quietly changed.

And Song Jiaqian also made a fan shape with one hand, and fanned beside his face to fade away the warmth of his body.

Seeing her actions, Jiang Wenxuan's heart instantly understood.

"I'm going to change my medicine soon, you go outside and ask someone to come and change my medicine."

Jiang Wenxuan looked at the time beside him, and spoke to Song Jiaqian.

"it is good."

After a while, Song Jiaqian returned to the room with a maid.

"get out."

Jiang Wenxuan pointed at the maid who brought the medicine, and said very rudely.

"Yes." The maid froze for a moment, then quickly nodded, put the tray in her hand on the bedside, and left quickly.

"Why, you drive her away, who will change your medicine."

Song Jiaqian's heart tightened suddenly, and the calm look returned to his face.

"Of course it's you, Miss Song. Could it be that you can't even change the medicine, so I'm going to trouble you."

Jiang Wenxuan glanced at her, and immediately lifted the quilt, exposing his gauze-wrapped legs.

Looking at the two things wrapped up like mummies in front of him, Song Jiaqian felt sick all of a sudden.

However, she endured the good thing and just frowned slightly.

"Why, don't you dare?"

Seeing the expression on her face, Jiang Wenxuan said as if mocking.

"No, it's too serious. Shen Huaichuan is really ruthless."

Song Jia's face remained unchanged, and he lied, a trace of heartache flashed across his face.

"Then let's do it."

After Jiang Wenxuan finished speaking, he found a comfortable position, continued to lean on the pillow, and watched Song Jiaqian operate.

Now, if you don't want to go, you can do it, Song Jiaqian resisted the urge of acid reflux in his stomach, and removed the gauze for Jiang Wenxuan little by little.

The gauze was removed little by little, and some of the skin on his legs was exposed.

The exposed skin was shocking. Every inch of the skin was scabbed and looked disgusting.

Sometimes, if one accidentally removes the gauze, the skin can be removed. Song Jiaqian's removal is frightening, for fear that if one is not careful, the skin of the whole leg will be torn off.

"lighter."

Jiang Wenxuan, whose scab was torn off again, couldn't help reminding.

Every dressing change is a big test.

Song Jiaqian took off the gauze for half an hour, but only removed the gauze from one leg, and she was already dripping with sweat.

Jiang Wenxuan, who was leaning on the pillow, looked at the beads of sweat on her forehead, feeling happy.

And the fragrance on her body is even better, the tip of Jiang Wenxuan's nose is full of that alluring fragrance.

It was because of this that he couldn't even feel the pain in his legs, and his mind was filled with the sweet fragrance of Song Jiaqian.

"Let me give you medicine on this leg first."

Looking at the bloody leg hanging in front of him, Song Jiaqian couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the liquid medicine and rubbed it on it little by little.

Under her movements, Jiang Wenxuan also clenched his teeth tightly, not letting himself make a sound.

Half an hour later, Song Jiaqian finally finished bandaging one leg. She let out a deep breath and threw away the cotton swab in her hand.

"Let the servant change it, I can't do it anymore."