NOVPUB65: Chapter 065: What Are You Imagining_1
65 -065: What Are You Imagining_1
If it wasn’t for the bodyguards reporting to him early on, was she planning to keep it from him all along?
“I’m at the hospital every day, and besides running into patients, what else could I run into…
Oh, you mean Ye Tianjiao?
I’ve already given her a piece of my mind.”
“Besides that, and you only splashed a few buckets of water on her, and you call that punishing?
Mrs.
Jun, your methods are quite childish.”
Just listen to his contemptuous tone and look at his proud and aloof attitude!
“I’m childish?
You didn’t see her messy state.
Besides, I’m not like you, an outright big bad wolf.” Ye Ranran retorted defiantly.
“Hmm, I’m the big bad wolf, and you are little red riding hood.
Aside from that, have you encountered anything else?” Jun Mochan said with a mischievous smile.
His face which changes quicker than June weather left Ye Ranran unable to fathom his mind, she grumbled: “What else could there be…
are you referring to Zhao Yue Li’s mother?”
Finally remembering, Jun Mo Cold nodded, “My lady is indeed magnanimous, cursed in the morning and forgotten by the afternoon.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
Jun Mochan suddenly leaned towards Ye Ranran.
Seeing his handsome face looming closer, Ye Ranran thought he was about to kiss her suddenly and reflexively closed her eyes.
Unexpectedly, Jun Mochan was just wiping her face.
“Mrs.
Jun, what were you imagining?”
Realising she had been duped, Ye Ranran blushed deep red, filled with embarrassment and annoyance, “The sun outside is too dazzling, can’t I close my eyes?”
Jun Mochan chuckled, “Of course you can.”
His hand moved downwards, unbuttoning Ye Ranran’s clothes.
Forced to tilt her head up, Ye Ranran’s face, which was already red, now looked as if blood was rushing into it.
“Mr.
Jun, this is a hospital.”
He wouldn’t be thinking of doing something here, would he?
Ye Ranran’s heart fluttered.
“Mrs.
Jun seems quite excited about something happening.” Jun Mochan’s lips brushed against Ye Ranran’s cheek, finally stopping by her ear.
His hot breath against her face made not only Ye Ranran’s cheek, but even her ears turn red.
“Don’t worry, even if I had such intentions, I wouldn’t dare.” Jun Mochan’s hand rested on her wound, “Does it still hurt?”
He was getting more skilled at teasing her, Ye Ranran didn’t want to reply, but seeing the concern on his face, she gave in, “It doesn’t hurt much now, the doctor said I’ll be fine after a few more dressings.”
Her resilience gave rise to guilt in Jun Mochan’s eyes, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t protect you.”
“Jun Mochan, you’ve been wonderful.” Ye Ranran took the initiative to hug his waist, “I don’t know what I would’ve done without you by my side these past few days.”
Feeling Ye Ranran’s reliance on him, Jun Mochan, like always, wanted to pat her head, but seeing the wound on her head, he stopped.
“Okay, you haven’t taken a bath in a few days.
Shouldn’t you wash now that your wound hurts less?”
Ye Ranran gave him a pitiful look, “Are you disgusted with me?”
“No, I was just telling you good news.
But it seems that Mrs.
Jun rather prefers that I help her with her bath myself.”
Indeed, during the days she couldn’t bathe, it was Jun Mochan who wiped her body for her.
Ye Ranran did resist, but each time, Jun Mochan dismissed her with ‘How can I let others see my wife’s body?’ as his reason.
His fingers gliding over her skin, as if by magic, ignited the flame in her heart.
Provoking her to no end.
Yet denying her satisfaction.
