Ex-husband, why don't you go to heaven?

Chapter 38 Why Marry Him

Ji Zhen is wearing a loose gray V-neck sweater tonight. The sweater is not thick, which is just right for an autumn night. Underneath are casual pants of the same color.

At this moment, he was sitting below, and in front of him, there was a bowl of hot noodles, on top of which was a fried yellow egg, which still looked quite appetizing.

To be honest, people like Ji Zhen seem to be born to be looked up to.

He came from a good background. If it wasn't for those accidents, he might have inherited the Ji family by this time and become one of the best diamond princes in Yuncheng. Just like Yin Xi, many women would want to climb into his bed.

Of course, even if it's just based on looks, he doesn't worry about women.

Humans are visual animals, so the ancients said that food and sex are also sexual.

Qiao Weiliang thought, she was like this too, she was captivated by such a face, and could never get it back.

This man is really good-looking, with slender and strong hands holding chopsticks, with well-defined joints, and the simple movements he makes are full of dignity.

Qiao Weiliang seldom sees Ji Zhen's homely side, but every time he sees it, he can't help feeling warm, wanting to hug, get closer, and possess this rare warmth.

He was probably really hungry, a bowl of noodles soon bottomed out, and he even drank the soup.

Putting down the bowl, he wiped his mouth slowly, then raised his eyes to Qiao Weiliang: "Have you seen enough?"

"No."

Qiao Weiliang answered generously, and Ji Zhen was not surprised, nodded and said solemnly, "Help me take a bath."

"..."

Qiao Weiliang knew that his wound should not get wet, but he never thought that he could make such a request himself.

I always feel...he seems to be a different person.

"I'll get you some water."

With doubts, Qiao Weiliang went back to the bathroom, and as soon as the water was filled, Ji Zhen walked in.

In the hot air, Qiao Weiliang's face was steamed red, like a newly ripe apple.

Ji Zhen sat on the edge of the bathtub, the corners of his lips raised slightly, like an emperor sitting on the world, and Qiao Weiliang was the little maid who waited for him to take a bath.

Qiao Weiliang carefully rolled up the hem of Ji Zhen's sweater, and yelled 'hands up', Ji Zhen cooperated as she said, and she tore off the sweater all at once.

The man's bronzed chest and firm texture were immediately revealed to her eyes. His extremely explosive body exuded strong male hormones, which was very attractive.

However, Qiao Weiliang only took one look, and his eyes fell on the wound on his waist and abdomen.

The wound wrapped in layers of gauze was soaked with blood stains.

Qiao Weiliang turned his eyes coldly: "Why is it bleeding?"

Ji Zhen coughed lightly and replied, "I made it while cooking the noodles."

"..."

Qiao Weiliang remained expressionless, and reached out to take off Ji Zhen's slacks.

She has seen his body many times, although it is tempting to her, it will not lose her mind.

Now Ji Zhen is only wearing boxers and sitting on the edge of the bathtub, Qiao Weiliang wets his back with a towel, then squeezes the bath liquid into his palms to make foam before rubbing it on his back.

The woman's slender hands were mixed with creamy body lotion and walked over his back, all the senses were concentrated on the back, following the round fingertips.

Her breath occasionally sprayed on his skin with her movements, and the mischievous broken hair brushed it from time to time.

He could feel that she was serious about helping him take a bath without any distractions, but his heart was a little messed up.

"Qiao Weiliang, why did you marry me?"

Subconsciously, he asked this sentence, and even he was stunned after finishing speaking.

(End of this chapter)