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.

and come out. I’ll wait for you outside.”

turned and

my back. Because it was behind me, it didn’t get too

I put on my housecoat and went out.

a small medicine box. Naturally he said to me, “come to the bedroom.”

With that, he went into the bedroom.

go in and

I hesitated for a

ointment and other things in it. He took out the cotton swab so I realized I thought too

said,

“OK.”

I leaned over and lay down.

of my housecoat and expose

He touched it with a cotton swab and examined it carefully before saying, “fortunately, the wound is not cracked. Next time, be careful, or I will not let you

was gentle, it also carried some

I had another problem next time, he may really help me take a

“I won’t. Thank you.”

down my

I looked down and saw that his arm with the cotton swab was a little red. He was scalded just when

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

sleeve down and threw the cotton swab into the garbage can beside him, “as long as you are OK.”

Then suddenly there was silence in the air.

up slightly. Ming was looking at me. His eyes

hand and held my shoulder with the other hand and

The ambiguities in the

Ming’s movements were slow and light.

the bed. He stared at my lips. He pulled the hair off my cheek with one hand and said softly, “Becky, will you marry

“I...”

this moment, my heart was

was full

was useless to think about him, but I couldn’t help

under the pressure of his palm. He

“Ming…”

in your heart. But it doesn’t matter. I can wait, as long

hand rested on my

He bent

I knew exactly what he was going to do.