Zhou Yuwen carefully held the cotton ball and used iodine to wipe Wen Qing's hands little by little. Neither of them noticed that they were very close to each other.

Wen Qing was sitting on the sofa, while Zhou Yuwen was kneeling there, which was equivalent to lying directly on Wen Qing's knees. Perhaps it was because Zhou Yuwen's care made Wen Qing feel a little taken care of, and there was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Zhou Yuwen replied: "What's inconvenient? I said I should take good care of you mother and daughter, and I will not break my promise."

Zhou Yuwen said seriously and looked up at Wen Qing. He had this awareness. Wen Qing must have been moved. But the two of them were so close, and suddenly they looked at each other and thought of something else at the same time.

Wen Qing's mouth was slightly open, trying to say something but not knowing what to say. Now it was her most charming time. Zhou Yuwen looked at Wen Qing and felt a dazed in her heart. On the night she just came back from abroad, Zhou Yuwen really got unprecedented happiness, but was it Wen Qing that night? Or was it Su Qianqian's classmate?

Zhou Yuwen thought he could let go, but when he contacted Wen Qing again, Zhou Yuwen found that he couldn't let go at all.

Wen Qing saw that Zhou Yuwen was staring at her like this, her little face turned red. She was even more tormented than Zhou Yuwen. You know that her age was just when she needed a man, but she was lonely and helpless. On the night she came back from Suzhou, Wen Qing tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She was injured just now. She didn't think too much, so she just cared about Zhou Yuwen's medicine. Now everything has been solved. Wen Qing suddenly realized that Zhou Yuwen's hand was still on her thighs and her body was leaning on her body. Wen Qing's face suddenly turned red and her body began to be a little uncontrollable. She was a little ashamed, but because of the brief contact, her body felt.

Wen Qing didn't dare to look at Zhou Yuwen anymore, her ears turned red and lowered her head, and suddenly she turned into a ignorant and stupid girl, and she stammered: "Okay, okay? I still have to cook."

The gentleness that bows the head is the most tender, just like the shyness of the lotus that is beyond the cool breeze.

Zhou Yuwen was a little confused for a moment and blurted out: "Aunt Wen, you are so beautiful."

Wen Qing's face turned redder in an instant, and her expression seemed to be the joy of a girl, or she seemed to be shy, and she said in a panic: "You, you are talking nonsense."

"Really, Aunt Wen, I only realized today that you are so beautiful, and you don't look like you are forty years old at all. You have a charm that girls don't have, Aunt Wen."

Wen Qing was lowering her head at this time, while Zhou Yuwen continued to kneel on Wen Qing's knees, staring at Wen Qing, whose face was flushed because of shyness.

Wen Qing shyly covered her face with her hands, and she said, "You will make me happy, stop making trouble, I'm going to cook."

"Then let me see you again." Zhou Yuwen said, taking away Wen Qing's hands.

Wen Qing couldn't resist at all. She just became soft because of Zhou Yuwen's words. Perhaps it was because she hadn't contacted a man for too long. Zhou Yuwen just showed goodwill by just a few casual words, so Wen Qing lost the power of resistance and let Zhou Yuwen take his hand away.

Wen Qing's cheeks were covered with blush, and they were all red to the roots of her ears. Her eyes were shiny. She had some hair on her hair and forehead, some wrinkles on her face, and some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. However, the crow's feet were just the right charm and the smell of time.

Zhou Yuwen stared at Wen Qing like this. Wen Qing didn't dare to look at Zhou Yuwen, and kept looking ahead. Zhou Yuwen was embarrassed to stare behind, so she looked up at Zhou Yuwen and muttered weakly: "Are you looking at it?"

Zhou Yuwen didn't say anything, raised his head and kissed Wen Qing.

A buzzing sound.

Wen Qing's mind suddenly became blank. She reached out to push Zhou Yuwen, and put her little hand in Zhou Yuwen's heart, but she couldn't put any strength in her body. Zhou Yuwen took advantage of the situation and held Wen Qing's little hand tightly, just like letting Wen Qing know her passionate love.

Wen Qing felt that all her strength was sucked dry by Zhou Yuwen's kiss, and she couldn't breathe. She kept pushing Zhou Yuwen there but couldn't push it away.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and suddenly pushed Zhou Yuwen and staggered backwards onto the carpet.

Wen Qing showed concern on her face and wanted to help her, but then she thought about it and stood up very firmly.

Her face was still red. She reached out to wipe her little mouth, and her lipstick was all burnt. She never expected Zhou Yuwen to be so bold, and she regretted that she had not refused just now.

"Aunt Wen..." Zhou Yuwen climbed up and looked at her seriously.

Wen Qing was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say to Zhou Yuwen: "You, how can you do this?"

"I'm sorry, Aunt Wen, I can't help myself, I can't help it." Zhou Yuwen said.

Wen Qing looked at Zhou Yuwen's self-blame look, and the blush on her face slightly subsided. After all, she was an elder who knew what to do and what not to do. This time she could only say that both of them made mistakes, but she would definitely not be able to continue to be professional in the future.

Wen Qing lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head to look at Zhou Yuwen. Zhou Yuwen also realized that she had done something wrong. There are so many women in the world, why should I find Wen Qing?

Absolutely not possible.

"This incident is just taken as if it had never happened." Wen Qing mustered up the courage and said.

Zhou Yuwen was silent for a while: "Well, I know."

Then there was another silence, and Zhou Yuwen turned around: "Then I'll go back to the house first."

Before Wen Qing could speak, Zhou Yuwen had already escaped, and she must have escaped. It was too embarrassing here. Wen Qing looked at Zhou Yuwen's back as she left, wanted to say something but didn't say anything. She shook her head, absolutely not like this!

It really can't be like this!

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether Wen Qing happened that night. What’s important is that Zhou Yuwen has already had a wrong idea about Wen Qing. This is an idea that shouldn’t be there. Zhou Yuwen wants money and people, and the women who pursue Zhou Yuwen can form a camp. Zhou Yuwen must not have anything to do with Wen Qing!

Zhou Yuwen secretly warned himself in his heart. When he returned to the room, Zhou Yuwen took a cold shower to calm himself down.

Su Qianqian woke up in a daze. Seeing Zhou Yuwen brushing his teeth and washing his face in the bathroom, she wore a white shirt and hugged Zhou Yuwen from behind, and asked sleepyly: "Husband, why did you get up so early?"

Zhou Yuwen turned around and looked at Su Qianqian, but saw Su Qianqian's long eyelashes flashing. Zhou Yuwen picked up Su Qianqian's face and looked at it for a while, and the more he looked, the more he looked.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Su Qianqian was curious.
Chapter completed!