The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

The room gradually returned to silence.

Ye Han kept staring at her, without any sleepiness at all, and every time this time, he felt that his lonely and cold heart came alive again, even though it was full of holes, it was still beating for her.

He smiled again, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

They all slept well this time, but when Xia Ying woke up, Ye Han was no longer there, and the curtains were drawn, making the room a bit dark.

Xia Ying dazedly touched the place around her, but she didn't feel the heat source within reach, and the slightly cool feeling seemed to tell her that he had been away for a long time.

She frowned, and when she sat up, she felt that her back was so sore, especially in a certain place, it felt a little strange!

She reached out and touched it, it was sticky.

Xia Ying thought it was bleeding, so she turned on the light.

The dark bedroom suddenly became bright and dazzling. She fixed her eyes and found that the thing was white, something like ointment, and there seemed to be an ointment on the bedside table.

Xia Ying also took it over and looked at it, and when she figured out what it was, her cheeks turned red like tomatoes!

You don't need to think about who can wipe it for her!

Xia Ying's heartbeat has become a little irregular, and Yehan is not in the room now, but she still feels embarrassed, and even a little ashamed to see others!

She wanted to say how dead she was sleeping, but he didn't even know that he applied the ointment for her?This is too unbelievable, right?

ah!Crazy, really going crazy!

Xia Ying was frantic in her heart, and when she was about to get out of bed with a blushing face, the door opened.

After she heard the movement, she could only quickly wrap herself in the quilt, her gaze still falling in front of her.

When Ye Han came in, he saw that the lights in the room were on, so he knew she must be awake.

He walked over, at this moment has become glamorous, with a faint unique fragrance on his body.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked when he came, and with sharp eyes, he also found the ointment on the quilt.

The corners of his mouth are curved, and he still has a calm expression, but no matter how you look at it, it makes people blush and heartbeat!

"..." Xia Ying didn't say anything, facing his calmness, she became even more restless.

Ye Han sat down beside the bed, leaning his body towards her, staring at her bright red face, with one hand still on the quilt, and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

Xia Ying felt that he was too close to her, and that breath was still so hot.

She couldn't help but leaned back a little, deliberately keeping a distance from him.

Seeing this, Ye Han disagreed, frowned and asked again, "Aren't you happy?" He added, "Are you angry?"

Xia Ying lowered her eyes and murmured, "No..."

Yehan said, "Then why don't you look at me?"

Xia Ying replied, "I'm getting up, you go out first."

Yehan doesn't, he sees his wife as a matter of course, why go out?

"You don't want me to watch?" He said again, and deliberately leaned his body again, the distance between them facing each other seemed to be only a little finger away.

Xia Ying frowned, and could only choose to turn her head and mutter, "You also watched what you shouldn't..." Obviously she meant something.

Yehan knew she was talking about him applying ointment for her.

"It's a little cracked, and it will heal quickly after applying the ointment." He explained, in fact, when he saw the small wound just now, he still felt very distressed, thinking to himself that he was really too wild, next time You should pay attention to it.