Quick Transmigration System: Female Supporting Wish Letter

Chapter 733 Wife Lord, Please Come to Couch (31)

Lancao was his personal attendant, and Yun Zhewu wanted to die because he was so embarrassed.

Ji Luo pulled Yun Zhewu's hand, and under the sleeve, his hand was swinging down.

She lightly brushed the palm of his hand, and felt a thin layer of calluses. He has practiced martial arts for so long, and it is normal for him to have calluses.

Just a little further down, she touched something, she turned Yun Zhewu's hand over, and found that it was indeed so.

There were already several wounds in the white and delicate palms. It is very likely that half an hour ago, these wounds were still blisters, and then they were poked open.

It seemed that he hadn't had time to apply the medicine, so the wounds that broke the skin looked a bit scary.

"Go get the medicine."

Lan Cao immediately turned around and left, leaving room for the two of them.

Yun Zhewu was not used to it, and wanted to withdraw his hand. He was not one of those delicate men, so Ji Luo's behavior inevitably made him uncomfortable.

"Why do you cook? It's fine to let the servants do it. Zhewu, you don't like to do these at all, why do you force yourself to do it?"

Yeah, why, he always hated these things the most.

"Your hands are for holding a sword, not for cooking. What I need is not a man who cooks for me, but a man who can stand side by side with me, and a man who can lick each other's wounds together. "

"I don't need you to change anything for me, you just need to be yourself, I like you like this."

Her words shocked Yun Zhewu so much that he suddenly remembered that when he was ten years old, when he was holding a sword, his mother told him that boys should learn some music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so that they could please their wives in the future.

He had heard these words for several years. Later, although his mother never mentioned these words again, he knew that in his mother's heart, he still hoped that he could be like someone like Si Liujun.

Including his own father, he also had the idea of ​​wanting to enter the rivers and lakes, and married his mother who could dance with knives and guns, but in the end he lost his wish at the time.

He didn't want to be as sorry as his father.

It's just that for so many years, no one has told him like this, Yun Zhewu, you just need to be yourself.

Not unimpressed.

His heart is a little sour.

"You don't need to call me my wife. You don't have to be polite to me, because I am your wife."

"No!"

He likes to call her that.

wife master
Between the two of them, there seemed to be something pervading, her head tilted slightly towards the clouds, and when Ji Luo was about to do something, Lancao suddenly came over with the medicine.

"Princess, the medicine is here."

Ji Luo couldn't help but touch his forehead. It's really a coincidence that it didn't come too early. There was such a good atmosphere just now, and I wanted to develop further with him, but Lancao didn't know each other at all.

"give it to me."

She took the medicine, spread Yun Zhewu's hand with gentle movements, lowered her head and carefully helped him apply the medicine with her fingertips.

After he finished, he habitually blew on his wound before finally giving up.

Yun Zhewu was enjoying the membership-level service while snickering in his heart.

He had seen Ji Luo's little moves just now, but now he was inexplicably happy, so much so that even though his palms hurt a little, he still wanted to laugh, and a smile was already on his lips.

Lancao looked carefully at the side, thinking that the princess really dotes on their young master, so that's fine, the young master should be very happy.

(End of this chapter)