Chapter 189 - 189: Did Your Little Uncle Get a Girlfriend
Chapter 189 - 189: Did Your Little Uncle Get a Girlfriend
Chapter 189: Did Your Little Uncle Get a Girlfriend
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Aunt Qiao’s chubby figure walked in, carrying a large bag of takeout and various fruits in her hands.
Jing Muchen stood up and put his hands in his pockets. He returned to the sofa and continued working.
“Mrs. Reeves, I saw the weather outside just now. Come, let’s eat first. After dinner, 1’11 take you out for a walk.”Aunt Qiao did not notice the undercurrent between the two of them and suggested on her own accord.
“Uhh.” Su Ruowan looked at the man who was facing the computer and said,” Okay.”
She thought that these words would stir up some of his emotions, but she did not expect… Jing Muchen acted as if he did not hear her. His fingers danced freely on the keyboard. His eyes were focused and his expression was calm. Su Ruowan retracted her gaze and felt a little annoyed.
After dinner, Aunt Qiao cleaned up the cutlery and went into the kitchen. Su Ruowan had just lifted the blanket when Jing Muchen, who was sitting quietly on the sofa, put down his laptop and walked over with his tall and straight figure.
Su Ruowan looked at him with a pair of big, clear eyes. She watched as he helped her off the bed without changing his expression. He held her hand with one hand and wrapped his other hand around her waist, forming a protective posture as he slowly walked towards the door.
Aunt Qiao came out from the kitchen after cleaning up the dishes. Where was Mrs. Jing? Why did it disappear?
When she looked again, Mr. Jing was not there either.
The couple must have gone out for a walk, right? Aunt Qiao understood instantly and thought happily.
Su Ruowan followed Jing Muchen to the elevator and went to the first floor. Just as she walked out of the door of the inpatient department, a burst of fresh and moist air instantly rushed over.
D City had four distinct seasons, especially at the end of September. The temperature and humidity were just right. The autumn air was refreshing and pleasant, especially suitable for people to live in.
It was also because of this that many retired old officials in D City bought real estate here to enjoy their lives.
Perhaps because it was afternoon, there were very few patients taking a walk in the garden.
Su Ruowan felt very good. Although the man beside her didn’t say a word, his protective posture made her feel at ease. In fact, there was a sweet feeling of being protected in her heart.
Thinking of what she had asked him before dinner, she stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look at him.
Jing Muchen was forced to stop in his tracks. He lowered his head and looked at Su Ruowan, who was only wearing a thin, loose hospital gown.
Under the contrast of her clothes, Su Ruowan looked especially petite. Perhaps it was because of her recent injury, but her palm-sized face was even more skinny. Her entire person seemed to lack care.
Jing Muchen took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her.
He pulled his collar up again, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes. He saw that there was a seat beside him, and he took her hand to sit down.
Su Ruowan pursed her lips and sat down. One hand was still firmly held in his embrace, but her waist was firmly wrapped by his other hand. It was loose, but it had a sense of possession.
Su Ruowan slowly leaned over until her entire body was in his broad and warm embrace. Her head was gently rested on his shoulder and her heart finally settled down.
She closed her eyes and sniffed the dry masculine scent on his body, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco and the fragrance of unknown flowers in the garden. The corners of her mouth slowly curled up.
Jing Muchen lowered his head and looked at the quiet and satisfied woman. He took out a hand and rubbed the back of his hand against her delicate and fair face.
Her skin was like a peeled egg, fair and without a single pore. Under the sunlight, the fine hair on her face made her face look even more gentle and sweet. As he rubbed against her, he felt a surge of impulse..