There's no denying that Jiang Feng's bronze skin, muscular physique, and masculine aura have a strong visual impact!
Murong Qian's eyes went wide, her pupils dilated!
She had seen Jiang Feng shirtless before, and had even been coaxed into bathing together as kids by him, but those were childhood days. The Jiang Feng in front of her now was a true man, and it was the first time she had seen his mature physique!
Suddenly, it felt like dozens of little deer were running wildly in her heart; Jiang Feng's charm in this moment seemed infinitely magnified, catching her completely off guard.
But when she saw the striking scrapes and burns on Jiang Feng's body and thought of the gruesome scene of him driving the bus earlier, her heart ached even more!
Taking a deep breath, Murong Qian calmed herself, feigning composure, as she retrieved some cotton balls, disinfectant alcohol, tweezers, and burn ointment from the small first aid kit, beginning to disinfect Jiang Feng's wounds.
Then she took out a wound healing ointment to treat Jiang Feng's injuries.
Even though she tried to exhibit her professional skills, her somewhat flustered expression betrayed her, with a fine sheen of fragrant sweat even appearing on her forehead.
"Sister Qian, what's wrong? Is the room too small making it stuffy? Should I open a window?"
Jiang Feng asked Murong Qian in confusion, his breath inadvertently brushing against her flower-like face, causing her jade-like cheeks to blush deeply.
"Stop fussing, you're getting medicine and still being annoying!" Murong Qian huffed, instinctively pushing against Jiang Feng's strong chest with her delicate hands. Unwittingly, the feeling of their skin touching made her shiver.
Her cheeks couldn't help but turn rosy and warm, with a dewdrop of crystal-clear sweat slowly sliding down her chin.
Murong Qian bit her lip, forcing herself to calm down and diligently attend to Jiang Feng's wounds—though her tense, fragrant lips glistened, revealing her inner turmoil. Her entire form was as fresh and translucent as a peeled lychee, prompting an irresistible urge to take a bite.
Finally, Murong Qian finished tending to Jiang Feng's superficial wounds, exhaling a sigh of relief.
"Alright, I've taken care of all the visible injuries I can see. There's nothing else, is there?" She inquired while doing a final inspection on Jiang Feng, "Does anything else hurt?"
"No!" Jiang Feng firmly shook his head. There was something, but it was below, and he didn't dare ask Murong Qian to remove his underwear!
Murong Qian glanced at Jiang Feng's legs, and as brave as she was, she was too embarrassed to tend to his lower body injuries. She deliberately gave a cold snort and said, "I'll leave the medicine for you, you can treat yourself later."
With that, she selected some useful medications from the first aid kit, placed them in Jiang Feng's bedside drawer, stood up again, and coldly huffed, "All done, I'm leaving now. Remember to put on some clothes and avoid getting stared at, to prevent unnecessary trouble."
Jiang Feng smiled awkwardly, knowing Murong Qian blamed him for not undressing, but understanding how busy she was, he appreciated her taking the time to visit. He didn't insist on her staying and got up, saying, "Sister Qian, I'll see you out."
Just as the two were about to leave the room, suddenly, Jiang Feng heard footsteps coming from the living room—unexpectedly, someone else had arrived again!
The unfamiliar footsteps didn't sound like any of the girls in the house, which left Jiang Feng perplexed as to why people kept showing up at such sensitive moments. Who could it be this time?!
The commotion didn't suggest an intruder, but arriving at such inopportune timing was only adding to his troubles!
Jiang Feng realized that under no circumstances should anyone discover the current situation with him and Murong Qian!
Firstly, the matter between him and Murong Qian was a secret known only to them! Secondly, Murong Qian's face was still a bit sweaty and flushed; her coming out of his room looking like that would inevitably lead to misunderstandings. Lastly, he hadn't had a chance to put on clothes yet, wearing only shorts, which would be hard to explain if seen.
"Sister Qian, come back!"
Considering all of this, Jiang Feng grabbed Murong Qian's arm and gently pulled her back.
"What's wrong?" Murong Qian was puzzled; she had nothing to hide and saw no reason to panic.
"Sister Qian, hide for a moment, I'll go check who's here," Jiang Feng quickly dressed.
"What are you afraid of?" Murong Qian frowned.
"If someone sees us like this, no amount of explaining will help!" Jiang Feng explained helplessly.
"Is she back? Do you care so much about what she thinks?" Murong Qian felt a bit aggrieved, assuming it was Nangong Qingcheng returning, feeling jealous and resentful of Jiang Feng's concealment.
"It's not about that. We're clearly innocent, why let others misunderstand? Just listen to me and hide first!" Jiang Feng insisted.
Seeing Jiang Feng's resolute face, Murong Qian couldn't let her emotions get the best of her, and she knew the situation could easily lead to misunderstandings, so she reluctantly cooperated with Jiang Feng.
However, hiding like this, akin to sneaky thieves, was terribly embarrassing for a young lady of her stature, leaving her feeling incredibly awkward.
"Sister Qian, don't just stand there, find a place to hide quickly!" Jiang Feng urged, as the footsteps outside grew closer. He quickly drew the curtains and urged Murong Qian.
"I, I..." Murong Qian looked around; Jiang Feng's room was too small, with no closet or even an open bed frame to hide under!
In her frustration, her fiery young lady's temper flared. Glaring at Jiang Feng, she recklessly dove onto Jiang Feng's bed and pulled a thick quilt over herself, covering from head to toe.
Soon, her body curled up, and as the covers shook, a pair of delicate sandals slipped soundlessly to the floor. Next, her crystal-clear, fair feet quickly retracted back under the quilt.
Jiang Feng was dumbfounded by her choice of hiding spot—it left him speechless…