The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1304 - 1227: Ignition

Chapter 1304: Chapter 1227: Ignition

He hopped on foot, his heart aching.

"You disaster," he cursed angrily.

"Thank you for thinking so highly of me. Where’s the alcohol? Give it to me quickly."

Shen Yuzhe placed a small bottle of alcohol in her palm: "Here, take it."

As Ye Ranran approached the door, he called out to her again: "Wait, what do you need the alcohol for?"

"Naturally, to clean the wound," Ye Ranran said without stopping.

Shen Yuzhe chased after her: "Which wild man’s wound are you cleaning?"

She really had some nerve, daring to hide a wild man like that.

Ye Ranran raised her hand: "If you spout nonsense again, I’ll slap you."

"How am I spouting nonsense? Aren’t you just..." His words came to an abrupt halt upon seeing Jun Mochan.

"I definitely was spouting nonsense," Shen Yuzhe quickly declared.

He was just joking with Ye Ranran, and incidentally satisfying his curiosity.

After all, she had ruined him, and he was simmering with resentment in his heart.

"Do you have an issue with my wife?" Jun Mochan’s face wore a gentle smile, even the corners of his eyes and brows seemed soft.

"No, Young Master, please don’t misunderstand," Shen Yuzhe waved his hands repeatedly.

As he stepped out of the door, Ye Ranran slammed the door shut with force.

"That’s better, it’s quiet now." Ye Ranran stood in front of Jun Mochan, first dabbing a cotton swab with alcohol and delicately wiping his wound.

Her movements were very gentle, afraid of causing Jun Mochan any pain.

She was so close to him that he could see her fine hairs, and due to the trial medication, her skin had an unhealthy whiteness to it.

It was no longer the healthy rosy white of their first meeting.

Only her lips were still as red as cherries, emitting a tempting fragrance.

Jun Mochan quietly moved closer, intending to kiss her, but Ye Ranran turned away.

"The poison in my body hasn’t been detoxed yet," she pushed him away.

In the end, Jun Mochan’s kiss landed on her cheek.

"Don’t move, the wound hasn’t been bandaged yet." Seeing he was about to embrace her, Ye Ranran placed her hand on his shoulder.

Due to regular exercise, Jun Mochan’s skin was still firm and elastic,

Jun Mochan blushed rarely: "Ranran, don’t turn me on."

Otherwise, he would have to go take another cold shower soon.

He guessed there were few men as miserable as him, unable to touch his wife when she was right in front of him. It was like living as a monk.

Before marriage, one had to remain pure, but why did he still have to suffer after getting married?

Jun Mochan’s heart began to feel seriously unbalanced.

Ye Ranran, of course, was unaware of his thoughts; her hand continuously slid down to a spot to the right of Jun Mochan’s heart.

With delicate fingers, she drew circles, feigning ignorance, "Turn you on? How so?"

Jun Mochan felt a fire rise within him, even his eyes burned with flames. He took the alcohol from Ye Ranran’s hand: "Play with this yourself, I’ll have someone else bandage me."

"Hey, wait, let me do it."

However, Jun Mochan didn’t want to play with her anymore, left her with a very proud silhouette, and without turning his head, went to find Shen Yuzhe.

Shen Yuzhe was shaking the test tube, observing the color and fusion within, when an unexpected ghostly voice suddenly resounded: "Give me a hand."

Shen Yuzhe’s hand shook, and the test tube in his hand dropped to the ground again.

He announced his efforts as once again wasted.

He became angry: "What’s wrong with you people? Can’t you knock before entering?"

He was going to be driven mad by them.

"The door wasn’t closed, and besides, this is originally my territory," Jun Mochan’s tone was very provocative, clearly conveying a certain message.