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"You've found out," she said, thinking that her words had fooled him. She touched her forehead, "I accidentally knocked him down today."

Wen Yiyan lifted the hair on Fan Xing's forehead, revealing her slightly red and swollen forehead, "Why not take care of it?"

"It's just a small wound," Fan Xing straightened his hair and said smilingly. "Hubby, if you don't eat this curry beef rice, it'll get cold."

Wen Yiyan did not speak further, and returned the spoon back to Fan Xing.

After eating his fill, Fan Xing picked up the tableware.

Wen Yiyan stood up and took the bowl from her hand, "You sit, I'll do it."

Fan Xing rested his cheek on his hand, and looked at Wen Yiyan who was washing the dishes in the kitchen.

After washing the tableware, Wen Yiyan walked towards Fan Xing with the medicine box in hand.

"Brush your hair up and clean the wound."

Fan Xing used his hand to cover the hair in front of his forehead, "Your head can bleed, but your hairstyle cannot be messed up, I want to protect my hairstyle."

Wen Yiyan who was opening the iodine wine, "..."

He lifted the hair in front of Fan Xing's forehead and used his right hand to wipe her wound with the cotton rod that was dipped in iodine.

Fan Xing winced, the corner of his mouth pressed tightly together.

Wen Yiyan carefully cleaned up the wound.

"Fasten your current hairstyle."

Fan Xing did as he was told.

Wen Yiyan passed her a cold water bag, "Wrap it on first."

"There's no need to go through all that trouble. It will be fine tomorrow."

Wen Yiyan ignored her. He raised the cold water bag and pressed it against her wound.

She looked at him with hidden bitterness. "Tell me seriously, are you jealous of my beauty?"

It hurt so much.

Wen Yiyan glanced at her, "Are you beautiful?"

Well, well, she didn't.

She was just a little cute, a little fresh, and a little shameless.

But what did it matter?

The woman straightened her body, "I have breasts!"

"…"

The man's eyes swept over her.

The woman proudly snorted twice. He sneered, "You're proud?"

She raised her chin proudly.

"Your chest is smaller than mine, isn't it shameful?"

"…"

The heck!

Fan Xing opened his eyes wide, "Do you love me or not? Since you hurt your wife's heart like this, won't your conscience hurt?"

"Well," he said, "no."

Fan Xing lost.

"Yes, I lost," she sighed, leaned her head against the sofa, and looked at the ceiling. "The main reason is that I'm not a black-hearted person, and I usually do good deeds with morals, so I won't bother with you."

The corner of Wen Yiyan's mouth twitched.

He didn't say anything.

She only had that little bit of pride left.

After a long while, he opened the ice bag to observe the situation, but the swelling had still not subsided.

He looked at her wound carefully, causing the woman's heart to feel warm. She suddenly extended her right index finger, and poked Wen Yiyan's stomach.

Wen Yiyan subconsciously froze.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to tickle you."

He had such a venomous tongue, and she couldn't say anything about him, so of course she had to deal with him when it was not convenient for her to do so.

Wen Yiyan grabbed Fan Xing's hand, and barely dodged the ticklish attack.

"You just love to mess around."

Fan Xing moved closer to Wen Yiyan's chest. Her eyes slightly moved, and suddenly, she stood on her tiptoes to kiss Wen Yiyan.

The woman felt the man suddenly tense up.

She was holding him, and he was still holding the ice pack, and his other hand was holding hers, just enough to do what she wanted.

Under the gentle lighting, their silhouettes overlapped each other, just like a romantic silhouette.

She kissed him, clumsy and green, rolling her lips over his, unable to grasp the point.

The man gazed at her deeply, she stood on tiptoe easy tired, stretched her neck to kiss him, soon lost the battle.

Wen Yiyan reached out his hands and wrapped them around her waist, only then did he gently push her away.

Fan Xing looked at him happily, her eyes were as bright as the moon, staring straight at him.

"If you don't want to kiss me, then I'll have to kiss you."