Lu Jinghan lowered his gaze, his eyes inadvertently falling on Han Xi’s injured hand: "Didn’t you say you weren’t hurt? Does it hurt?"
"It’s nothing, just a scratch. So ointnt will take care of it."
Han Xi brushed it off lightly, not wanting him to worry.
Lu Jinghan frowned as he picked up the dical kit from the ground and found so gauze and dicine inside: "Hold out your hand, I’ll apply so ointnt. Is there anywhere else you’re injured?"
Han Xi obediently extended her hand: "There are scratches on my arm too."
Lu Jinghan’s hand paused, and he looked up, displeased: "Try lying to again. If you don’t tell , I’ll worry even more when I see it myself, silly girl."
Han Xi smiled without saying anything, sitting on a large rock, her clear eyes seed to be filled with stars, without any blemish.
Lu Jinghan bowed his head, his well-defined fingertips holding a cotton swab gently applying dicine to Han Xi, occasionally blowing on it with his mouth: "Does it hurt?"
Han Xi shook her head: "It doesn’t hurt."
Occasionally, people passing by would talk: "I heard the things on that truck were sent by a President Lu from An City, what a kind person."
"Yes indeed, good people will be rewarded with good fortune. May the heavens bless this President Lu with a virtuous wife and a pair of children."
Han Xi listened to the people’s discussions and asked Lu Jinghan in a low voice: "Was it you?"
"Why is Mrs. Lu blushing?" Lu Jinghan’s lips curled into a smile, answering with a question instead.
With his comnt, Han Xi blushed even more, like a ripe cherry.
Lu Jinghan pulled Han Xi up from the rock, holding her hand as they walked back: "I already have a virtuous wife, in a few years we can have a child."
Lu Jinghan suddenly seed to rember sothing and asked: "When we have a child, will you still love as you do now?"
Han Xi paused, pretending to think seriously: "I might have to split half of my love for the child, maybe even more."
Soone’s face darkened as he looked at Han Xi, his cool voice carrying a warning: "Mrs. Lu, if you can’t love wholly, then let’s not have a child. Our world of two is fine, at least your eyes only see ."
Han Xi was speechless; having a domineering husband could be quite exhausting.
Jealous of your own child...
Mr. Lu, are you sure this is okay? Kids do hold grudges.
When they returned to the tent, volunteers were helping to distribute boxed als, Lu Jinghan let Han Xi rest on a chair while he queued to get the als.
Today’s al was especially good, all dishes Han Xi loved, including braised pork, stead bass, seafood pumpkin soup, and various stir-fried dishes.
Lu Jinghan placed the al box on the table, helping Han Xi wash the disposable chopsticks: "Hurry and eat, after the al take a rest in the car."
Han Xi looked at the al on the table, surprised, and asked: "Was this al also arranged by you?"
"I wouldn’t let you settle for instant noodles every day."
Han Xi stealthily glanced around, ensuring no one was paying attention to them, then boldly moved closer to Lu Jinghan and lightly kissed his thin lips.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for doting on so much."
Lu Jinghan’s lips held an unerasable smile: "Does Mrs. Lu think a kiss is enough to settle things with , hmm?"
"What else do you want?"
"Repay at ho."
Lu Jinghan leaned close to Han Xi’s ear, whispering in a voice only they could hear.
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