33: Chapter 32: Holding My Wife Can Cure Illness 33: Chapter 32: Holding My Wife Can Cure Illness Mu Yunlie was very obedient, taking off his clothes as soon as he started.
Yan Qianyi also began to prepare.
After arranging the silver needles by the bed, she looked up.
The irresistible view of his masculine, toned body filled her sight.
The strong visual impact stunned Yan Qianyi on the spot.
Mu Yunlie had his back to her.
Now, only his underwear remained on his body.
She had never seen such a perfect male physique!
The ideal nine-head-tall proportion, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and pert behind.
Every part of him was proportioned so perfectly, muscles neither too bulky nor too frail.
If one had to nitpick, the only flaws were the various scars on his back.
Yet those scars added a certain wildness to him.
In the otherworld, she had worked as a forensic doctor and was used to the sight of n’s naked bodies.
But this was the first ti she saw a living male body in such vitality, every strand of hair seemingly exuding enticing pheromones.
Just by looking at his back, she felt her heartbeat quickening.
Mu Yunlie turned to face her.
Coincidentally, her gaze landed right on the area below his abdon.
Yan Qianyi couldn’t help but think…
That part…
must be perfect as well, right?
It’s so hot.
The effects of the heating ca on too quickly.
Seeing Mu Yunlie about to continue undressing, Yan Qianyi hurriedly stopped him, “Don’t take off anymore!”
“Aren’t I supposed to get completely naked?” Mu Yunlie looked at her bewilderedly.
“That’s enough, go lie on the bed,” Yan Qianyi quickly averted her eyes.
She had asked Mu Yunlie to undress to check his body more conveniently, to identify the acupuncture points more precisely.
If he undressed any further, she wasn’t sure she could maintain her composure.
But Mu Yunlie approached her, hugging her tightly, his voice tender, “Wife, I’m cold.”
His strong arms wrapped Yan Qianyi tightly in his embrace.
Her face was buried in his chest, her lips touching his skin.
Mu Yunlie hugged her so firmly, as if he wanted to ld her into his body.
Yan Qianyi felt like she was about to suffocate.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but inhaled his unique scent instead.
It was too intoxicating.
“Let go of first, you’ll warm up in a bit.”
She was so hot, she felt like she was about to die of heat!
Yan Qianyi pushed Mu Yunlie away forcefully.
He frowned and his face fell slightly, appearing sowhat angry.
Seeing his expression, Yan Qianyi couldn’t help but smile wryly and coaxed, “You’re sick; that’s why you feel cold.
Lie down obediently, and I will check your body.
You’ll be warm soon.”
She managed to convince Mu Yunlie to lie down on the bed with a mix of cajoling and deceiving.
Just as Yan Qianyi was about to start, Mu Yunlie caught her wrist and pulled her into his arms, “I’m not sick.
It’s warm and comfortable to hold my wife.”
Yan Qianyi fell onto his chest unprepared and, before she could struggle, he suddenly rolled over, pinning her beneath him.
Afraid she would escape again, he propped his arms on either side of her, trapping her firmly.
“Ah Lie, stop ssing around.
You need to cooperate if you want to get better.”
Yan Qianyi tried to break free, but her body beca so limp she couldn’t muster any strength.
“This way, my illness will get better,” Mu Yunlie buried his face in her neck nook, rubbing against her greedily.
“Stop it now…”
Yan Qianyi turned her head to avoid him, and found even her voice had weakened.
She knew Mu Yunlie wasn’t thinking about anything else at the mont.
It was the toxins inside his body that made him crave security, which is why he constantly wanted to cling to her.
But as a normal person with normal physiological responses,
This was torturous for her!
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