Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2129: Chapter 2128: You Guys Carry On

"Ah Jin, I’m off work..."

Just as he was about to kiss Jing Xiaocha on the lips, the door to the hospital room suddenly opened, and Gu Kai’s clear and joyful voice came to an abrupt halt.

There was a half-second pause, and Gu Kai’s laughter came from the doorway, "You two continue, you continue."

After saying that, he was about to close the door and leave.

Jing Xiaocha’s face blushed red enough to drip blood, her eyes blinking, not knowing where to look.

A strange emotion flashed deep in Wen Jin’s eyes, and he spoke to stop Gu Kai from leaving, "Ah Kai, wait for me a few minutes."

As soon as Gu Kai heard him speak, he immediately turned around again and looked at him and Jing Xiaocha with a smile, not really intending to leave.

"Alright."

With a glance that circled between the two of them, Gu Kai pretended to reluctantly agree, released his hold on the doorknob, and walked into the room with large strides.

Wen Jin squatted down to wring the towel, and Gu Kai stood two steps away, teasingly saying, "Ah Jin, I didn’t know you were quite good at taking care of people."

"..."

Wen Jin shot him a look, warning him with his eyes to stop while he was ahead.

After wringing out the towel, he went in to change the water and came back with half a basin.

He looked up and said to Jing Xiaocha, "Xiaocha, extend your foot and wash it."

"Brother Wen, you and Older Brother Gu can go first, I’ll have the nurse come in and help in a little while."

Gu Kai chuckled, "Xiaocha, it’s alright, I’m not in a rush, let Ah Jin wash your feet, and then we’ll leave."

He was obviously there to enjoy being a third wheel.

Watching to see how Ah Jin took care of Xiaocha, while thinking to himself, so this is how Ah Jin makes Xiao Cha sister fall deeply for him.

He shouldn’t have said it, but he did, suggesting that Ah Jin wash her feet.

Jing Xiaocha’s already blushing cheeks immediately flared up as if they were about to catch fire, "Older Brother Gu, you’ve misunderstood."

"Xiaocha."

Wen Jin gave Gu Kai a severe glare, his gaze fixed on Jing Xiaocha, and under his invisible pressure, Jing Xiaocha obediently stretched out her foot.

But she persisted in not letting Wen Jin wash it for her.

Wen Jin knew she was shy and didn’t press her further, but his gaze toward Gu Kai was full of reproach.

Gu Kai shrugged innocently: How was I supposed to know I’d disrupt your moment!

After Jing Xiaocha finished washing her feet, Wen Jin carried the water back to the bathroom to pour it out. Upon returning, he reminded her to rest early, then picked up his notebook and left the room with Gu Kai.

Jing Xiaocha originally wanted to ask him to leave the notebook behind.

But when the words reached her lips, she ultimately didn’t say them.

Seeing the door close and listening to Wen Jin and Gu Kai’s footsteps gradually fade away, she touched her face with her left hand, feeling the burning warmth of her cheeks.

She couldn’t help but think back to just now, Wen Jin’s breath drawing near, that heated proximity, as if for a moment, he was about to kiss her lips.

Her heart thumped wildly, each beat intense.

This time, it wasn’t her imagination, nor her wishful thinking; she was certain that Brother Wen really wanted to kiss her then.

But...

Thinking of something, Jing Xiaocha shook her head hard, shaking off the romantic thoughts in her mind; she shouldn’t let her mind wander about Brother Wen.

However, even as she warned herself so, her heartbeat was hard to steady again.

The air seemed to still carry Wen Jin’s presence, and she couldn’t help recalling all his kindness to her, her heart feeling as sweet as if it had been dipped in honey.

Even if he didn’t love her, his kindness made her feel happy.

Knowing that thinking this way was unfair to Sister Ou, Jing Xiaocha couldn’t control her feelings. She suddenly despised herself again; she hadn’t moved up from downstairs to avoid gossip and affecting Brother Wen and Sister Ou.

Yet she couldn’t resist Brother Wen’s kindness...

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Jing Xiaocha spent the entire night lost in thought.

In the middle of the night, she dreamt about Wen Jin, dreamt of that ambiguous scene from the previous evening, and in the dream, Wen Jin kissed her.

The sensation was so real, his lips warm and soft, his kiss gentle and tender.

In the dream, Jing Xiaocha enjoyed it and didn’t push Wen Jin away.

Even when his kiss left, she still longed for it, wanting him to continue...

Upon waking, Jing Xiaocha’s face burned as if on fire.

The sleepiness was gone because of that dream, and for the rest of the night, she lay in bed, unable to sleep, as if the feeling of that dream kiss lingered on her lips.

Jing Xiaocha, you’re hopelessly infatuated.

The last time, you dreamed of kissing Brother Wen, and this time, you dreamed of Brother Wen kissing you, just how infatuated are you with Brother Wen?

The next morning, it wasn’t Aunt Chen who brought breakfast, but Wen Jin and Zhang Minghui.

"Little Hui insisted on coming to see you, so I brought him along."

Wen Jin explained with a smile as he served breakfast to Jing Xiaocha.

Zhang Minghui stood by the bed, looking at Jing Xiaocha with concern, "Auntie, is your arm feeling better? The wound on your neck seems to be scabbing."

"Much better." Jing Xiaocha replied with a smile.

"Auntie, this morning’s breakfast was made by Uncle Wen himself, you have to eat more." Zhang Minghui glanced at the porridge Wen Jin was serving, smiling as he spoke.

Wen Jin smiled, "Little Hui ate especially well this morning, so you should eat more too... didn’t you sleep well last night?"

Seeing Jing Xiaocha yawn, Wen Jin’s smile became more restrained, asking with concern.

Jing Xiaocha quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, thinking of last night’s dream, her face turned slightly red again, laughing sheepishly, "I woke up once during the night and then had some trouble sleeping."

"Auntie, why did your face turn red?"

Zhang Minghui’s comment made Jing Xiaocha’s face flush even more. Wen Jin, looking at her blushing cheeks, had a flicker of thought pass through his eyes.

"Little Hui, your aunt is shy, go open the window for some fresh air; the weather’s nice today, let her soak up some sun."

"Okay."

Zhang Minghui listened to Wen Jin, immediately turning around to open the window.

Wen Jin sat down on the chair beside the bed, preparing to feed Jing Xiaocha breakfast, but saw her looking at him with a pleading expression.

He chuckled softly, "Once your arm heals, even if you want me to feed you, I won’t do it."

"Brother Wen..."

Jing Xiaocha called softly, knowing he was doing it on purpose.

Zhang Minghui opened the window and glanced back at them without any intention of approaching, "Uncle Wen, Auntie, I’ll head outside first."

With that, he ran out of the room.

Wen Jin shook his head with a laugh, "See, Little Hui’s already gone, you don’t have to feel embarrassed. Hurry up and eat your breakfast so I can take Little Hui to school."

"Uh."

Jing Xiaocha helplessly defended herself in her heart: I didn’t ask you not to take Little Hui to school, but she didn’t dare say it aloud.

Though Wen Jin appeared gentle and refined, Jing Xiaocha feared him, as just a look or a word from him would quell any resistance, leaving her to obediently comply.

"Have breakfast and then rest a bit more. Poor rest isn’t good for healing. I’ll bring you the notebook after work tonight."

As Wen Jin brought the porridge to Jing Xiaocha’s lips, he kindly reminded her.