The conversation between Yu Anan and Xiaowei made Ling Jue squint dangerously.

He glanced at Xiaowei lightly and found that she was as indifferent and detached as always, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

But there was a faint feeling of discomfort in my heart.

However, the man didn't pay much attention to Xiaowei, withdrew his gaze, and focused on washing Yu An'an's hands.

Yu An'an's hands are very slender and good-looking.

Snow white as green onion and white jade, so white that even the blood flow in the tiny veins under the skin seemed to be visible.

Ling Jue gently held his wife's hands, carefully and seriously.

The force is neither light nor heavy, that is, it will not make Yu Anan feel uncomfortable, and it can reach the point of cleaning.

"Hee-hee, I'll wash it myself."

Yu Anan felt that the palm of his hand was tickled by the man, and he wanted to retract his hand.

"Good, don't move."

Ling Jue's head moved closer slightly, leaving a kiss on her little face before explaining, "If you have touched the hands of the medical family, you must wash them thoroughly." ”

"You always say that the doctor is the family, the doctor is the family."

Yu Anan pouted dissatisfiedly and said angrily, "But you don't tell me what's terrible about the medical family." ”

Her pouting and coquettish appearance makes a man's heart soften.

Ling Jue's deep and mysterious eyes looked at her dotingly: "You will know slowly in the future." ”

Can he tell her that the medical family has been laying the foundation with potions since the mother's womb?

Can you tell her that each of them has been brewing strange potions since they were born, turning every cell in their bodies into medicine?

"Hmph."

Hearing him say this again, Yu An'an turned his face away angrily, not wanting to pay attention to him.

But Ling Jue raised his arm, went around her head, and hugged her in his arms from behind.

The lips teased softly in her ear: "Xiao An'an wants Jue to be like this, right?" ”

While speaking, the movements of her hands did not stop, and she still carefully washed her little hands that were good to see the demons.

"Oops, nasty."

Yu An'an only felt a warm breath in her ears, which made every pore on her body open.

She blushed and raised her arms slightly, slapping the man's strong chest.

Seeing this, Ling Jue laughed sullenly.

Next to her, Xiaowei raised her eyes slightly, and saw that the pair of hands full of beauty like green and white jade were lightly held by a pair of powerful big hands.

Playing with it, scrubbing it.

She herself didn't understand what was going on.

Seeing the intimate movements of those big hands and those small hands, as well as the intimate little interaction between the husband and wife, she had an indescribable emotion in her heart that wanted to explode.

Fortunately, she quickly woke up from this emotion and secretly glanced at the man.

hurriedly restrained the inexplicable emotions in his heart and maintained his usual indifference and alienation.

Take a deep breath to ease your mood affected by that inexplicable emotion.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the woman again.

Looking at her in his arms, shyly and sweet smile, I only felt extremely dazzling.

Xiaowei lowered her eyelids slightly, and then raised her head and took a step forward: "Madam, Xiaowei will help you relieve the problem of your nose." ”

Yu Anan sniffed: "My nose is fine, it's no problem." ”

As she spoke, she raised her eyes and looked at Xiaowei: "Xiaowei, look, I don't shed tears now." ”

It's strange to say, since Ling Jue helped her wash her hands, Yu An'an felt that her nose was not so sour.

The tears also stopped pouring out.

"Alright, come, dry your hands."

Ling Jue took his wife's little hand out of the water, then took out a disinfectant tissue and carefully wiped the water droplets on her hands.

At the same time, he raised his eyes and swept towards Xiaowei, his eyes slightly condensed.

Xiaowei only felt a stagnation in her heart and retreated silently.