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She suffered only from superficial wounds, but despite her carefully applying dication to the wounds during the past few days, there were still so remaining marks on her skin that had yet to fade off.
With her mind currently sowhat dazed, Mu Huan instinctively answered, “I got them... from boxing...”
“Boxing?” The frown on the man’s face beca deeper.
When she ca back to her senses and realized what she had just said, a shiver ran down her back.
“I... I wanted to pick up... pick up so self-defense skills... I...”
“You can pick up so other skills. Boxing doesn’t suit you.” The lass was so delicate and fragile that she was not suited for such an aggressive sport.
Those wounds were a glaring eyesore to him.
“Right, right.” She nodded earnestly.
That night, Bao Junyan was especially gentle toward her, treating her as if she were a delicate ceramic doll.
He did not tornt her too much and rely hugged her to sleep.
The man was surprisingly resting at ho the next day.
This made Mu Huan a little restless as she did not know how to get along with him normally.
It was a good thing that he headed straight to the study to busy himself after he was done with breakfast.
She heaved a sigh of relief at that. At the thought that she could not step out of the house today, she then took out the pharmaceutical book she bought from the bookshop the other day and began reading it.
When Bao Junyan ca out from the study later, he found Mu Huan sitting on the sofa before the French window, fully engrossed in her book with sunlight shining down on her and enveloping her entirely in a glow.
It was his first ti taking such a good look at this little wife of his, and he concluded that she was a very attractive person.
Mu Huan lifted her head when she sensed that soone was looking at her, and when she saw her husband standing there, she imdiately beca restless again.
The reason why she refused to get close to him was that it would make things a lot more difficult to hide from him.
As ti went by, however, they would only get more familiar with each other.
She had originally planned on leaving upon gaining so foothold after her graduation, but on second thought, now... could she actually remain safely by Bao Junyan’s side without exposing herself?
She was being a tad too naive in her thinking back then.
Nonetheless, having things co to this stage now, she could only take one step at a ti.
“You’re done busying yourself, Hubby?” The woman flashed a brilliant smile at him as she stood up and made her way toward him.
The sight of her forced smile, however, sowhat irked him.
“Mm.”
“What would you like to eat for lunch? Shall I cook for you?”
“No need.”
“Is my cooking too terrible?” She imdiately reflected on her cooking skills. If she could not even prepare a al well, then she could not be deed as a virtuous wife.
“I didn’t marry you to make you cook for . There’s a chef at ho for that.”
Sohow, she sensed that the man seed to be fuming away.
She reflected on herself for a bit, but she did not seem to have done anything that could cause his anger at all.
And so, she could only hum an acknowledgnt with bowed head.
The sight of her fluffy head irked him even further.
Just when he wanted to turn around and head upstairs...
She lifted her head. “Hubby, it’ll be my grandma’s birthday banquet in two days. Can you go back with ?”
Her question was asked ever so carefully with hints of a begging tone in it.
Bao Junyan: “...”
For sothing that was only right for him to go back with her for, she actually used such a pleading look on him.
“Hubby?”
“Alright.”
A smile imdiately spread across her face before she continued asking, “Can you draw or write calligraphy?”
“What about it?”
“My grandma lacks for nothing, so I really don’t know what present I should prepare for her. I’m sure she would be overjoyed to receive a handpainted artwork or handwritten calligraphy piece from you as a birthday gift!” Her grandma might have said that she wanted a generous gift, but she did not specify in which aspect.
Who would dare to deem her husband’s handpainted artwork or handwritten calligraphy piece worthless?
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