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.

almost wiped. Put on your housecoat and come out. I’ll wait for you

He turned and went out.

I quickly got up and touched the wound on my back. Because it was behind me, it didn’t get too much water.

I put on my housecoat and

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

that, he went into the bedroom.

I saw him go in and I was a little flustered.

a moment and

chest. There were gauze and ointment and other things in it. He took out the

beside him and said, “come

“OK.”

I leaned over

fingers lift one side of my housecoat and

saying, “fortunately, the wound is not cracked. Next time,

voice was gentle,

that if I had another problem next time,

won’t. Thank you.”

down my housecoat and sat up.

the cotton swab was a little red. He was scalded just when he turned off

I stretched out my hand. My fingertips gently fell on his

“I’m fine.” Ming put his 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

looking at me. His eyes flickered,

my back with one hand and held my shoulder

ambiguities in the air

were slow and light.

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

“I...”

my heart was struggling.

My mind was full

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

slightly under the pressure of

“Ming…”

accept me completely now, because you still have him in your heart. But it doesn’t matter. I can wait, as long

hand rested on my cheek.

He bent over.

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