Agares' breathing stagnated, his stern face flushed instantly, and his hand seemed to have been burned. He was about to throw it away when he heard the soft voice of his little wife: "Husband, are you back?"

Agares' hand holding the transparent crotchless panty tightened and then dropped. Instead of throwing the panty out, he held it in his hand. His throat moved slightly and his voice was hoarse: "Yes, I'm back."

!”

Jiang Si mumbled and asked, "Oh, what time is it?"

Agares breathed out a hot breath inexplicably: "2:35 minutes and 58 seconds in the morning!"

Jiang Si turned over, stretched out her left hand in a daze, and shouted coquettishly: "Honey, my hand hurts."

Agares put the transparent crotchless panties into the pocket of the combat uniform, reached out and pulled the zipper of the combat uniform, revealing his slender neck and Adam's apple, and took a step forward: "Let me see!"

After walking a few steps, he found something stepped on under his feet. He paused slightly and looked around. He found that the small room was littered with his wife's clothes, jewelry, and other odds and ends.

In the darkness, Agares frowned.

The willful bad child, instead of tidying up the clothes, acted like a naughty child and scattered things all over the room to declare her status, shouting that not only would she not do it, but she would make it even more messy.

Jiang Si's lazy and sleepy voice was soft and waxy, and she called again: "Husband, why don't you come over? My hands hurt!"

The bad boy's sore hands filled the room with mess.

Agares carefully avoided the clothes on the floor and came to the bed.

The bed was very clean. Under the army green quilt, there was only a bad boy lying on the edge of the bed, with his head resting on his right arm and his left hand stretched out.

Agares sat on the edge of the bed. His throat moved again. He felt that the combat uniform was still a little tight. He gently held the bad boy's left hand and removed the wrist guard from the wound on his left wrist. He said in a low and hoarse voice: "How about sleeping?

Why don’t you take off the wrist guards?”

Jiang Si closed her eyes and replied, "You didn't tell me that you wanted to remove it?"

Agares put the removed wristband aside, untied the gauze on her wound, and cleaned her wound again.

No matter how gently he moved to clean the wound, the wound would still hurt. Jiang Si was so painful that she wanted to pull away her hand, feeling aggrieved and said: "Honey, please be gentle, it hurts so much!"

Agares tightened his hand, lowered his head slightly, and blew his hot breath on her wrist: "Well, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."

The hot breath sprayed on the wound, strangely covering the pain of the wound. Jiang Si, who was pillowing on her right arm, opened her eyes, adapted to the darkness, and looked at the man who lowered his head to blow her wound and treated her like a treasure.

man.

The man's breath was sharp and cold. When he lowered his head, his jawline was tense. He smelled of night and smoke and blood, as if he had just come off the battlefield.

Agares's voice was hoarse and slow, like telling a child, telling the bad boy on the bed: "The wound will heal slowly. The dressing needs to be changed every day. Wear a wrist brace when you go out and take off the brace when you sleep."

wrist!"

"This is Spray No. 3. It's easy to use. You just need to spray it on your wrist and wrap it with gauze!"

The corner of Jiang Si's mouth curled up undetectably in the darkness, and her voice was soft and soft, with a small hook, "I don't want to remember these, my husband just remembers them!"

In fact, when Jiang Sigao saw the steely straight man who couldn't bend, he talked about this. Most men would just step down and say: Well, my baby just needs to play, what?

There is no need to do anything, I will remember to watch.

Ordinary men will also sweetly say: OK, OK, I will remember, I will remember, I will remember everything.

But her unyielding straight husband was different. He opened his mouth and spoke in a cold voice, lecturing her like a soldier: "Don't be willful. It doesn't matter whether I'm here or not, whether I remember it or not. These basic common sense, simple bandage,

You must know how to do it. Tomorrow, I will ask Chu Xi to come over and teach you how to use simple bandaging and spray."

The corners of Jiang Si's mouth twitched.

Can I still have this straight husband?

He doesn't even understand the coquettish hints to get him to be nice and obedient.

And let someone with lower mental strength than her teach her how to bandage wounds?

I'm afraid he's not a straight man, so he'll go all the way to the end.

"No!" Jiang Si withdrew her bandaged hand and refused flatly. Her lazy and soft little voice sounded like a coquettish voice: "If you don't want to learn from me, I want your husband to take care of me!"

Agares raised his eyelids, looked into his little wife's deer-like eyes, and blurted out in a stern voice: "No acting like a baby!"

Jiang Si pursed her lips and complained: "I'm not acting like a spoiled child. You were mean to me, and you were mean to me again. I waited for you to come back and sleep, but you were mean to me!"

Agares suddenly stood up from the edge of the bed, and said in a cold voice: "No, I didn't mean to hurt you!"

Jiang Si sat up, and one strap of her backless lace pajamas fell off her shoulders. She didn't notice it, "You're not trying to hurt me, so why don't you sleep?"

Agares took two steps back, his whole body tensed even more than when he faced the powerful Zerg. His ears, stern face, and neck were all red: "Sleep, I'll go wash up!"

"Oh, then I'll wait..."

Before Jiang Si finished speaking, Agares stepped forward, bent down, pulled the quilt, and wrapped it around her, "Don't wait for me, you go to bed first, I'll wash it!"

"Oh!" Jiang Si exclaimed, like a good child, she moved her body into the bed, and her legs were once again sandwiched between the quilt, half of her body exposed, like a kitten asking for credit: "Okay, here's the seat.

You keep it!"

The short lace skirt with suspenders barely covered the buttocks, the back was exposed, and the shoulder straps slipped. Imperial Prince Agares, who had excellent night vision, could even clearly see the small mole on the shoulder blade of his young wife's back.

"Hmm..." Squeezing out a hmm from his throat, Agares quickly turned around, stiffened his body, stepped on military boots, walked into the bathroom, and closed the door.

Jiang Si looked at the closed door and tugged on her suspender skirt. Her husband's ears must have been red, and his face must have turned red too.

It was too dark in the room and she couldn't see clearly, but it could be seen from her cheap husband's reaction that he was afraid of her?

It's strange to be afraid of her when facing a powerful enemy.

She is not a venomous snake or beast, a man-eating monster. If the two of them really fight, the cheap husband has no genetic breakdown or mental agitation. Who will lose and who will win? It is hard to say whether the fight can be a tie.

She couldn't find out the mental level of her cheap husband, just like she couldn't know what kind of creature Bo Jingchen was.

There are only two possibilities for her unfathomable mental power level, one is at the same level as her, and the other is above her.

In the small bathroom, there were wet water stains on the floor, and the wet clothes of bad children were draped on the sink, especially the bunny ears on the pink hooded bunny shirt, which were drooping and dripping water to the ground.

Agares stared at the dripping rabbit ears for a moment, turned on the cold water, took off his clothes, and got naked. The cold water poured out, washing over his clear and hard muscles...

Jiang Si listened intently and caught the sound of water coming from the bathroom. With the quilt between her legs, she lay on the bed and began to count sheep, one...two...three...

She was originally thinking about how many sheep she would count so that a cheap husband would come out, but she fell asleep while counting and no cheap husband would come out.

When she woke up in a daze, there was a faint light in the dark room. The light was in the hall. She looked along the light and saw her cheap husband sitting on the sofa in the small hall, folding clothes and sorting clothes in front of him.

Unique, with a lot of small tofu cubes, big tofu cubes...

She thought she was asleep, until she saw large tofu cubes and small tofu cubes piled one after another.

She rubbed her eyes and realized that she was right. The cheap husband stayed up late at night, folding clothes, underwear, and bras for her. She even kicked her into the corner and put on sexy underwear and bras.

The box of nightdresses was now at his feet, and he was almost there.

What a huge embarrassing social death scene this is!

The dog thief harmed her.

She must not let her cheap husband fold a box of sexy underwear, bras, and nightgowns into cubes. Otherwise, where would she put her old face?

Jiang Si lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She was barefoot, deliberately rubbing her eyes and yawning, and walked towards her cheap husband: "Husband, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Agares, who was folding clothes, stopped and looked along the sound, and saw his little wife, with thick, slightly messy long hair, wearing a nightgown that could be broken with a pull, her little face flushed from sleep.

, rubbing his eyes, yawning, and walking towards him in a daze.

As she got closer and closer, his whole body became more and more tense, and the half-broken piece of Nenei tofu in his hand became messy.

Jiang Si came over and deliberately kicked the box containing the sexy panties at the feet of her cheap husband. The box was kicked away smoothly.

The box being kicked away made a sound.

Agares followed the sound and looked. The impact of the box caused a few pieces of clothing to be knocked out of the box. He looked at the clothes, his eyes were as dark as night, and there was an undercurrent in the depths.

"Husband!" Jiang Si softly called "husband" and sat down in Agares's arms. She was like a little kitten that hadn't woken up. She was in a daze and nuzzled into the palm of her master's hand.

He rubbed until he was lying in the owner's arms and rubbed against the owner's chest. He couldn't find a suitable position and started meowing: "Hubby, please kiss and hug me!"

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