Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

Wen Jin has been exercising all year round, and her physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people. With Yun Qian's strict supervision, the injury healed quickly, leaving a light pink fresh scar on the wound.

Yun Qian helped Wen Jin apply the medicine as usual. When she applied the medicine for the first time, she watched Wen Jin take off his shirt little by little, revealing his nice-looking and tight abdominal muscles.

Wen Jin just looked slim and tall. In fact, after taking off his clothes, his muscle lines were very beautiful. They were not exaggerated, but just the right muscles.

In the face of beauty, Yun Qian couldn't resist the temptation of beauty when she gave medicine to someone for the first time. While applying medicine, she couldn't stop her eyes from glancing at the person's abdominal muscles. She took a few sneaky shots while Wen Jin wasn't paying attention.

So every time Wen Jin applied medicine, he not only had to pay attention to his own wounds, but he also had to be on guard against a certain little pervert.

Yun Qian looked at the new tender pink scar and stroked it gently with her fingertips, "There should be no need to apply any medicine. The doctor also said that this is enough."

The slight itch caused by the gentle touch of his fingertips made Wen Jin's throat tighten, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He raised his hand to hold Yun Qian's mischievous hand.

Yun Qian smiled slyly and quickly touched Wen Jin's abdominal muscles with his other hand.

The consequence of having cheap hands is that the young commander grabs his hands and cuts them behind his back.

"Master Young Marshal, what are you doing? I'm obviously just admiring and feeling the beauty." Yun Qian looked innocent.

Wen Jin has seen countless fallacies from Yun Qian over the past few days.

Watching him change clothes is to appreciate beauty, and eating his tofu is to feel beauty. Anyway, in Yun Qian's mouth, you can turn black into white.

With her hands shackled behind her back, Yun Qian sat on the edge of the hospital bed, a bad light flashing in her eyes.

She leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on the scar on Wen Jin's left shoulder.

The kiss was brief and fleeting.

The dark color in Wen Jin's eyes deepened, and he raised his hand to touch the back of Yun Qian's neck, pressing the person towards him, just when they were about to touch him.

The door was pushed open, and the adjutant walked in carrying the things in his hand.

"Ms. Yun, I bought what you told me to buy. Look..."

The adjutant looked weakly and helplessly at the ambiguous distance between the two people in the ward and their eyes that vaguely wanted to kill someone.

He rushed out of the door again, "I'm sorry, young marshal! You continue, I will write a letter of resignation tomorrow!"

Yun Qian smiled and put her head on Wen Jin's shoulder: "This little adjutant of yours is quite cute."

Wen Jin has a dull look on his face. Is that cute?Why does he feel so disgusting?

The adjutant who ran out bumped into another adjutant who happened to come to see the young marshal and report on his work.

The adjutant hugged the visitor and cried, "Why? Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

The adjutant who came to report was hugged tightly. He didn't understand what was going on but still comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay. This life will pass soon."

As a result, the adjutant paused and became even more sad.

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When Wen Jin was hospitalized, people from the Wen family came almost every day, which made the doctors in the hospital tremble with fear. Now that Wen Jin, the giant Buddha, has finally been sent away, they don't have to work hard every day.

Wen Jin went to the office immediately after being discharged from the hospital, and Yun Qian also wanted to go back to the karaoke hall.

Yun Qian sat in the background and listened to the adjutant's report in a low voice, "Except for the last time I met someone at Jindu Mansion, Xiao Ying has been very quiet these days. She stays at home except when she goes out with Master Wen Ge."

"Okay, I understand, just keep staring."

"Yes."

Not long after the adjutant left, Xiao Zhao opened the curtain and poked his head in, "Sister Qian, someone is looking for you."

Yun Qian took off the high heels she had just taken off and put them on again, and followed Xiao Zhao to the private room upstairs.

She knocked on the door, and a familiar female voice came from inside: "Come in."

Yun Qian pushed the door open and saw Wen Xuan sitting in the middle of the sofa.

The postures of famous ladies have been strictly trained, and the elegance nurtured from a prominent family seems to be innate. Wen Xuan has an indescribable aura just sitting there.

But Yun Qian's temperament is not inferior to Wen Xuan's, and there is a bit of indifference in her eyes that she got from spending time with Wen Jin.

"Miss Wen."

"Miss Yun, sit down, there are no need to tell you so many rules, there are only two of us here." Wen Xuan said.

Yun Qian sat on the single sofa next to him and waited for Wen Xuan to speak.

Wen Xuan leaned elegantly on the back of the sofa, "Actually, it's nothing special. I just came to see you."

"Really?" Yun Qian raised her eyebrows, obviously not convinced.

"Okay, actually there's something going on." Wen Xuan didn't intend to keep it secret.

"It's like this. Recently, there have been some problems in some of our family's businesses. My eldest brother was suspicious of you at first."

Yun Qian remained silent, her expression unchanged.

"But I don't think so. First of all, my second brother doesn't interfere in the family business. You can't get effective information from my second brother. Secondly, I don't think Miss Yun is such a person."

"Miss Yun has been checking up on Xiao Ying recently, right?"

Yun Qian nodded candidly.

"Why?" Wen Xuan asked.

Yun Qian thought for a while, "For the Young Marshal?"

This answer was not very credible, but Wen Xuan did not choose to doubt it for the time being.

"I'm also checking on her now. The purpose of my visit this time is to cooperate with you."

"I'm just a singer." Yun Qian said casually.

"But now you have my second brother behind you. Maybe you and I will be a family in the future." Wen Xuan smiled.

There was nothing wrong with this. Yun Qian weighed the pros and cons of cooperating with Wen Xuan and found that there seemed to be no harm to herself.

If Wen Xuan did something bad to her, Yun Qian could go back and make a small report to Wen Jin.

Thinking of this, Yun Qian showed a real smile: "What do we need to do?"

Wen Xuan stretched out her hand, "This needs to be discussed slowly, so I wish us a happy cooperation."

Yun Qian slowly raised his hand and shook it.

The young marshal who was far away in the office didn't know what kind of cooperation his wife and his sister had reached. He was immersed in working on documents that had been piled up for many days.

Another adjutant next to Wen Jin knocked on the door and came in. He stood aside and reported as usual: "There is nothing unusual about the patrols these days. We conducted a thorough investigation into the smuggling of arms and found no major problems. Miss Yun after get off work this afternoon Went shopping with Miss Wen."

Wen Jin listened to the previous content indifferently, but when he heard the next sentence, he raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say anything.

Yun Qian and Wen Xuan didn't really go shopping. They just wandered aimlessly on the street. They were not very interested in shopping, so they finally found a restaurant.

Or food is more attractive to the two of them.

Yun Qian accidentally discovered that Wen Xuan's taste was similar to her own, and Wen Xuan kept gossiping while the two were eating.

"Hey, my second brother looks so cold, won't you be so cold when you are intimate?"

Yun Qian looked inscrutable.

"All I can say is that people should not be judged by their appearance."