Ji Sang stood there, unexpectedly unable to find words to refute for a moment.

Wen Jian saw her motionless, his deep black eyes fixed on her as he asked, “What’s wrong?”

His gaze stopped at her pants, and he asked with an open mouth, “Do you want me to help you take them off?”

Upon hearing this, Ji Sang subconsciously clenched her legs, feeling a chill in the depths of her legs…

Uh…

Her underwear had just been kissed wet.

She suddenly came back to her senses, quickly propped herself up on the bed with her arms and exclaimed, “No, I… I’ll do it myself.”

Wen Jian’s gaze was very deep, focused on her, giving her an inexplicable sense of deep affection.

“You… are you shy?”

Ji Sang bit her lip, her eyes shyly avoiding his gaze, her head buzzing, as if a bomb had been thrown in her mind. Before she could answer him, she heard him chuckle lightly, “Why be shy? I saw clearly last night… There’s nothing to be shy about between husband and wife.”

After he finished speaking, his large hand was already reaching for her belt.

“Wen Jian!” Ji Sang exclaimed, hurriedly covering her waist. “You… you go outside, I can do it myself.”

Just the thought of his expression when he saw her wet underwear from his kiss made her feel ashamed and angry. She felt as if she were burning, her watery eyes staring straight at him.

Wen Jian was amused by her explosive reaction. The furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and he gently placed the bottle next to her, then stood up and walked towards the door.

The door closed, and the surrounding ambiguous atmosphere instantly dissipated. Ji Sang felt as if she were a fish that had returned to the water, gasping for air and calming her erratic heart.

“Whew…”

Ji Sang inserted both hands into her hair and rubbed her itchy scalp. She forcefully shook her head, glanced at the jade bottle beside her, which emitted a translucent and radiant luster. After calming herself down for a moment, she fumbled to undo her belt. First, she took off her outer pants, followed by her underwear. As she took off her underwear, she noticed a damp patch and a silver thread in the air. She removed her pants to her knees and hung them there. Then she picked up the jade bottle with her fingers and squeezed some ointment onto her fingertips.

Ji Sang marveled at the ointment. Ancient medical techniques were truly remarkable. She wasn’t sure what the ointment was made of, but it was transparent and gel-like, somewhat similar to modern gel. She parted her legs and looked down, but she couldn’t clearly see the extent of the swelling. She could only rely on her fingers to explore and caress the area.

Because she couldn’t see clearly, she arched her back and used one hand to apply the ointment while the other hand manipulated her flower lips…

At that moment, the door suddenly opened.

Ji Sang was startled. Her back straightened abruptly, and her legs, pressed tightly together due to her panic, firmly gripped her own hand. As a result, her fingertips were immediately dampened by a small wave of fluid, and the ointment was smeared on her flower lips, making them cold. Her back went numb, but she couldn’t pay attention to that anymore. She screamed in a pale and horrified voice, “You… why did you come back?!”

Wen Jian also didn’t expect to see such a seductive scene upon entering. His breath caught in his throat. He was wearing a short gown and pants, so Ji Sang could easily see the prominent bulge in his pants, provocatively pointing towards her.

Ji Sang focused on one swollen area and instinctively swallowed her saliva. She felt her pores all over her body were about to explode. Whether she took her hand out or left it in…

Her face blushed with extreme embarrassment.

Incoherently, she said, “I… I said I would do it myself, right?”

Wen Jian’s gaze became dark and sticky, and his unfathomable pupils burned with intensity as they stared at her fair thighs exposed outside. Her leg skin was particularly delicate and slender. In his mind, he held those two legs firmly and indulged in wild manipulation…

Unconsciously, he swallowed his Adam’s apple, and when he spoke again, his voice was excessively husky.

“I… I forgot to mention…”

“The doctor said you should clean it with warm water before applying.”

Ji Sang’s heart skipped a beat. Slowly, she realized that she should cover her legs with the blanket. She hastily grabbed the blanket and tried to cover herself, her little face turning red as blood dripped from her ears. “Oh… oh, I know, you… you leave it there, I’ll… wash it myself.”

Before she could finish her sentence, Wen Jian had already placed the basin by the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. He put his hand into the steaming water, rubbed the cloth, and then looked at Ji Sang, saying, “Let me see.”

Ji Sang hunched her shoulders, covering her lower abdomen, and shook her head frantically. “No, you’re not a doctor.”

“I am your husband.”

Upon hearing the word “husband,” Ji Sang puffed out her cheeks and remained silent.

“Hurry up, the cloth is getting cold.”

Ji Sang’s resolute heart slowly cracked. Her moist eyes stared at Wen Jian for half a second. Her mind was in chaos, and she compromised by suggesting, “Then… once you’re done applying, I’ll do it myself.”

Just a quick application, with a cloth in between, shouldn’t be a big deal.

“Mm.”

With the response received, Ji Sang nervously spread her legs apart.

Although there were candles, the room remained dim. Wen Jian’s fingers, warmed by the water, held onto Ji Sang’s thigh. The warmth of his palm made Ji Sang’s back tingle, and she could even feel the potent hormones emanating from the man below, causing her to shamelessly wet herself again…

Wen Jian further spread her legs apart, and with a glance, he saw her partially closed flower petals. Her private area was exceptionally beautiful, without a single strand of pubic hair. It was as smooth and tender as a peeled egg. He extended his finger and gently flicked it, accidentally brushing against the trembling bulge standing erect in the air. This stimulated Ji Sang’s body to tremble, and she let out a whimpering cry.

“Wen Jian…”

The delicate slit turned a blush pink, swollen in one spot.

“Ji Sang, you’re so wet,” he said as his fingers moved up and down between the petals, causing a packet of fluid hidden inside to eagerly flow out, staining his hand.

Ji Sang blushed a deep shade of pink, covering her face in embarrassment and unable to look at him. “Wen Jian… please don’t…”

Wen Jian retracted his fingers, unfolded a handkerchief, and gently placed it on her intimate area to help her wipe. The warm temperature immediately soothed the softest spot, eliciting a delicate moan from her throat. Her red lips parted slightly, releasing a sigh…

Wen Jian was meticulous in his wiping, his handsome face close to her lower region, the scorching heat brushing against her. Even though he had wiped away the moisture inside, more liquid emerged…

So wet.

Wen Jian squeezed the handkerchief dry and patiently wiped again. When he was almost done, he applied ointment to his fingertips and gently rubbed it on the delicate slit, finally touching the protrusion and gently massaging it…

“Umm… Wen Jian…” Ji Sang bit her lip, her voice trembling heavily. She couldn’t handle his teasing. The cool sensation sent shivers through her lower abdomen, intensifying the tingling sensation. Pleasure spread from her aroused core to every inch of her body. Her pretty toes curled, and the warm liquid threatened to flow out again. She began to breathe heavily and asked anxiously, “Is it… is it done?”

Listening to her heated breaths, and with his lower abdomen as hard as a rod, Wen Jian suddenly became short of breath. He quickly withdrew his hand, veins popping on his forehead from the effort to restrain himself.

He softly responded, “Mmm.” Then, gently, he helped her put on her undergarments. When his gaze fell on the dampness on the undergarments, he looked at her with a meaningful glance. Her cheeks turned crimson, and he reached out and pinched her cheek. He stood up and retrieved a fresh pair of undergarments from the nearby wardrobe to help her change.

Ji Sang no longer covered her eyes.

In the dim candlelight, the man lowered his head slightly, his loose hair falling around him. Some strands brushed against her legs, lightly caressing her skin, causing a slight itch. His thick black eyebrows lifted slightly, and he effortlessly hooked his arm around her waist, lifting her up. The undergarments were smoothly put on, and then he lowered his gaze to help fasten the straps.

When he raised his gaze, their pitch-black pupils met. A hint of a smile was clearly visible in his eyes, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his straight nose bridge. Their gazes intertwined.

Suddenly, his lips curled slightly upward, and his Adam’s apple moved up and down, emitting an indescribable sexiness. He reached out, indulgently rubbing her hair, and when he spoke, his voice was enchantingly deep and magnetic, with a seductive huskiness. “Alright… let’s have dinner first.”

Ji Sang’s heart was thrown into chaos. Her heart pounded as if it wanted to jump out of her throat, beating wildly.

Did this paper character even realize how seductive his head-rubbing technique was?!

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