Seeing how Jing Qianâs palm was still on his chest, Zhan Lichuan was worried, but he wasnât about to express it.
âYour complexion turned so pale, even when you were just standing in the wind for such a short period of time. Is it because your body isnât well? Do you need any medicine for it?â
âOf course.â
âWhat do you need? Iâll get someone to prepare for it.â
Jing Qian smiled, which blossomed on the seductively charming face. Her peach blossom, vixen eyes were gently lifted as she stared at Zhan Lichuanâs proportionate and exquisite figure. That slim hand was just moving around his chest, although he couldnât feel it, and after one round, she once again drove all the âQiâ into his heart.
She was doing something serious, but her vicious mouth couldnât care less. Even with Yun Zhou and Yan Zhe sitting in front, she provocatively replied, âA manâs strength would be the best medicine.â
The car that was driving at a steady pace suddenly accelerated.
âI- Iâm sorry!â
Zhe Yan quickly came back to his senses and immediately slowed down the car, his face so pale, it was almost as if he had met a ghost.
As for Yun Zhou, he was sitting tirelessly with his lips shut tight. His expression clearly gave one message: I didnât hear a single thing, and I donât understand a single thing.
Zhan Lichuan was speechless at the reply he got.
His deep dark eyes narrowed, and it was as if something inside started shaking. Then, a spark suddenly rose from the depths of his eyes.
âMy dear wife, are you complaining that Iâm not skilled in that manner?â
âNo, thatâs not what I meant. I always believed that Ah Chuanâs body would recover soon.â
Jing Qian smiled, looking like a fox who had disturbed a big brown bear and was laughing at the brown bear for not being able to catch her. Her smile was full of bleakness.
âLooks like Young Mistress is hoping that I will be able to fulfill my responsibility as your husband. Donât worry about it. As soon as I recover, I will make sure that youâll sing all night.â
Jing Qian couldnât help but pout. What did he mean by singing all night? She didnât want that!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAh Chuan, you just have to remember that you have to give me a robot that ignores the others and is only nice to me, looks at me, and only plays with me.â
Zhan Lichuan was once again dumbfounded by the answer that he received.
So, in other words, he wasnât even comparable to a robot?
She was still touching his body!
He may not be able to feel anything, but shouldnât she be able to feel?
It was initially just flirting, but inexplicably, the fire in him suddenly felt different.
Someone had to teach this woman a lesson.
Zhe Yan and Yun Zhou didnât even have the courage to look at each other, to exchange their thoughts as they focused on the road ahead of them.
The relationship between the Young Master and the Young Mistress was getting better day by day. Before this, they always wondered why Young Master had so much to talk about with their Young Mistress, who was like a vixen. The Young Master didnât even talk as much to Second Miss in comparison to the Young Mistress.
Now they knew.
It was because when these two were placed together, they talked about such voracious topics, which werenât suitable for children.
Yun Zhou thought, âI really want to get down and head back to kindergarten.â
Zhe Yan also pondered, âI may be the driver but the one who drove them into this situation was the Young Master. Why do you get to be so arrogant even though youâre a quadriplegic?â
Jing Qian realized that Zhan Lichaun had stopped talking when she brought up the robots. Worried that he might change his mind, she quickly asked, âAh Chuan, why arenât you saying anything?â
âI thought we were talking about medicine, but you suddenly changed the topic. I didnât know how to continue with it.â
Zhan Lichuan was trying to divert them back to the previous topic.
This was because he just had this impulse of wanting to continue on that topic with this silly girl.
âOh my, what were you thinking about? When I said a manâs strength, I was referring to the energy and effort that youâll be needing to help me create my robot. Did you think of something else?â
Then the woman continued to provocatively smile like a vixen, gently punching him on his chest.
âYouâre already sick! Why are you still thinking so much?â