President's Substitute Wife

I didn’t think of anything and quickly grabbed the towel from him and put it in front of me.

“Turn around and I’ll have a look at your wound.” Ming seemed to treat me as a patient instead of a woman.

Then he forced me to turn around.

“No, I’m fine.” I blushed. “Go out first. I’ll have my hair washed and go out.”

I wasn’t in the mood to take a bath.

“No.” Ming looked serious and worried, “either I wash your hair for you, or you show me the wound now.”

In the small bathroom, the white mist just rising from the hot water has almost disappeared. The more I thought about it, the more shy I was, but Ming was blocking up and didn’t plan to leave.

My face was getting redder and redder so Ming seemed to be aware of my mind. He quickly took a big bath towel and put it on me and said, “I’ll get a chair. You sit down. I’ll wash the bubbles out of your hair and you come out with me.”

“OK.”

I quickly wrapped the towel around my body.

I felt safe all of a sudden.

Ming brought in a chair. I leaned my head against the chair. He adjusted the water temperature and washed my hair slowly.

I looked up and I could see Ming’s face.

His long fingers cut through my hair. He washed the bubbles out of my hair slowly. He looked very serious.

When it was almost over, he realized that I was looking at him.

He looked at me first and smiled. Then his eyes changed...

He seemed to be looking at my...

I quickly realized that my bath towel was too low.

Half hidden could be the most deadly attraction.

I quickly covered my chest and blushed a little.

He didn’t talk but washed my hair. He took a towel and wiped the excess water for me.

“I’ll do the rest myself.” I took the towel.

“It’s almost wiped. Put on your housecoat and come out. I’ll wait for you outside.”

and went out.

wound on my back. Because it was behind

put on my housecoat and went out.

After going out, I saw Ming holding a small medicine box. Naturally he said to

he went into the bedroom.

him go in and

I hesitated for a moment

open the medicine chest. There were gauze and ointment and other things in it. He took out the cotton swab so I realized I thought

bed beside him and said,

“OK.”

over and lay down.

felt his warm fingers lift one side of my housecoat and expose my wound to the air.

it carefully before saying, “fortunately, the wound is not cracked. Next time, be careful, or I will not let you take a bath alone.”

gentle, it also carried some warnings.

I knew that if I had another problem next time, he

“I won’t. Thank

my housecoat and sat up.

saw that his arm with the cotton swab was a little red. He was scalded just when he turned off

my hand. My fingertips gently fell on his red skin, “I’m sorry. I’ll be careful next time.”

threw the cotton swab into the garbage can beside him,

Then suddenly there was silence in the air.

Ming was looking at me. His

held my shoulder with the other hand and laid me down

in the

movements were slow and

hair off my cheek with one hand and said softly, “Becky, will you marry me? I’ll be nice

“I...”

At this moment, my heart was struggling.

My mind was full of

was useless to think about him,

eyelashes trembled slightly under the pressure of his

“Ming…”

because you still have him in your heart. But it doesn’t matter. I can wait, as long as you are willing to

hand rested on my cheek.

He bent over.

he was