Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

In addition to checking her injury, Jing Hanchuan was also observing the shape of her feet. Her feet…

Too small.

"How big are your feet?"

"I wear size five and a half." Xu Yuanfei felt that the breath he exhaled was scorching. The lighting in the dark room was very dim, but her face was so red that blood could drip from it. She felt a little uneasy and clutched her leg.

It felt as though she was being dismembered.

Only when Jing Hanchuan touched the wound did she take a deep breath.

"Is this the place?" His voice came from below. She looked at him slightly. His entire face was exposed under the light, and he was so beautiful that she couldn't take their eyes off him.

He looked a little feminine but not feminine. Perhaps seeing something, he smiled instantly. "What are you nervous about?"

Xu Yuanfei was dazzled by his smile and became absent-minded for a moment. "I'll do it myself. It's not convenient…"

Jing Hanchuan ignored her. He squeezed the ointment on his fingers and rubbed it on her swollen ankle. "If something like this happens again, I'll remember to remind you not to sprain your ankle again."

Xu Yuanfei blushed even harder.

Thump! Thump!

Her heart was pounding against her chest, making her feel suffocated.

The process of applying medicine was very fast. There was a place to wash the photos in the dark room, so there was naturally a sink for washing hands. Jing Hanchuan washed his hands and wiped his fingers before turning his head to look at her. "It's not very serious. You'll be fine after resting for two days."

"Okay." Xu Yuanfei stood up with the support of the chair's armrests and limped forward.

There were a lot of photos in the dark room, and most of them were of Sheng Aiyi. There were also many landscape photos and photos of small fish. There were even a few of very beautiful koi fish.

"Did you take all these yourself?"

Xu Yuanfei had investigated him before, but she definitely couldn't do it openly. She was also worried that she would alarm the Jing family, so the things she could find out were only superficial.

"Okay." Jing Hanchuan had already poured out some photography fluid and was holding a pair of tweezers at the side, preparing to wash a photo.

The laymen watched the show. Xu Yuanfei tilted her head and stared at him at first. But when she saw the washing process, she kept feeling that it was novel, and her hands became a little itchy.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Jing Hanchuan suggested.

"I'm afraid I'll ruin it."

"It's fine. Try it." He handed her the tools.

Xu Yuanfei was very capable. She imitated Jing Hanchuan's movements just now and started to slowly wash the photos. The entire process was very slow.

The dark room was a few square meters, and the space was small and narrow. The two of them stood beside a workstation, not far from each other.

Jing Hanchuan's gaze landed on her pursed lips. She had applied some lipstick. The color was very warm and light, complementing her lips to look exquisite and soft. His eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He inexplicably felt…

… the urge to kiss her.

But their relationship didn't seem to have reached that stage yet. He was fighting in his heart, afraid that he would be too aggressive and that she would run away again. But after much hesitation, Jing Hanchuan decided not to be a gentleman anymore.

"Your actions aren't quite right. You have to hold your hands like this." As he spoke, he leaned forward naturally.

A hot breath landed on the side of Xu Yuanfei's neck. Her heart felt as if it was suddenly clenched tightly, and her eyelashes fluttered uneasily. "Is this not right?"

The space was enclosed, and her voice seemed to echo a little. Her voice was especially low and soft, a little hoarse, and a little ambiguous.

Jing Hanchuan nodded lightly and subconsciously held his breath, his slightly thin lips pursed slightly.

Xu Yuanfei looked up at him. As the man got closer and closer to her, she seemed to be able to see her reflection in his dark eyes. Her fingers tightened slightly.

Their breaths were getting closer, and his breath was a little cold.

Xu Yuanfei's heart was in complete chaos. Her body instinctively wanted to dodge backward, and she leaned back slightly.

Jing Hanchuan didn't seem to notice her actions at all and still moved closer.

Does he want to…

… kiss me?

Some answers were obvious.

At this moment, the vibration of his phone broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

Jing Hanchuan gritted his teeth in hatred and restrained his emotions slightly. He was about to go crazy. "You continue."

He took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at it. It was Fu Chen.

He naturally wouldn't answer the call.

Xu Yuanfei's fingers were trembling as she continued to wash the photo. Her back felt hot. The tug of war just now had stirred up all the blood and nerves in her body.

If Jing Hanchuan had moved a little closer, Xu Yuanfei might have rushed over and pounced on him.

At this time, how could she care about what would happen in the future? Her entire heart was full of him.