You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 211 I Didn’t Ask You to Wait for Me
Shen Youran was woken up by the TV. She opened her eyes, supported herself on one side of the sofa and sat up, her head was fuzzy for a moment.

The entertainment program has ended, and the recently popular Korean drama is being played, but the volume of the TV has been turned up to the maximum, almost deafening.

In the restaurant, Ji Jinchuan was eating leisurely. He sat with his back to her, and only his broad back could be seen.

She took off the hair tie on her wrist, tied her hair up, put on her slippers, and walked towards the restaurant: "When did you come back?"

Ji Jinchuan raised his eyelids slightly, and his calm tone did not reveal any emotion: "Do I have to tell you when I come back?"

She choked, touched her flat stomach, looked at the half-eaten meal, and said with a pout, "I haven't eaten yet either."

Because he only ate two bites of lunch, Ji Jinchuan was already very hungry, so he ate a little more than usual. There was almost no light in his dark eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "I didn't ask you to wait for me."

The indifferent tone, coupled with the superficial meaning of the sentence, revealed her self-conceit.

Shen Youran was stunned, not understanding what happened to him. He was fine during the day, but became a different person at night with such a cold attitude.

Her eyes fell on his left hand, which was still wrapped in a layer of gauze. She pursed her lips and said nothing more. She went into the kitchen, got a bowl of rice, and sat down to eat in silence.

After dinner, she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Ji Jinchuan went into the bedroom to take a shower. After she was done, she took the medicine on the coffee table and knocked on his bedroom door, but no one answered.

She pushed the door open and entered. There was no one in the bedroom. There was the sound of water in the bathroom. She hesitated for a moment and came out of the bathroom. She said through the bathroom door: "Don't let the wound touch water."

There was silence inside, and no one answered. She waited in the bedroom for a while, and heard the bathroom door "click". Ji Jinchuan came out of the bathroom, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was wrapped in a bath towel. His honey-colored skin was shining, his well-defined chest showed six abdominal muscles, and his mermaid lines were clear.

His jet-black hair was wet, and the water droplets on the ends of his hair slowly slid down his chest, across his mermaid line and into the bath towel.

Ji Jinchuan probably didn't expect that she was still there. He was stunned for a moment, then he returned to his normal state and wiped his hair in silence.

Shen Youran's gaze fell on the back of his left hand. The gauze on his hand had been removed by him. Water was seeping out of the wound, and it had turned a little white due to being soaked.

Her expression changed slightly, and her voice rose a few notes: "Didn't I say that the wound cannot be touched?"

As she spoke, she took the medicine and applied it to him. As soon as she touched his hand, he shrank back as if he had been electrocuted, and said in a cold voice: "Why don't you go back to your room late at night and run to a man's room? What, do you want to climb into my bed?"

She was stunned by his harsh words. She looked up at him, her clear eyes were bright and dark under the light, there seemed to be a mist lingering between her eyebrows, and her whole expression was blank.

His heart shrank slightly, and he avoided her gaze, brushing his hair and walking towards the window. The curtains were not drawn yet, and outside were high-rise buildings flashing neon lights. He looked outside and ordered her to leave in a cold tone: "It's getting late, I need to rest."

Shen Youran turned around to glance at his back, feeling a pang in her heart. She lowered her gaze and placed the medicine in her hand on the table: "Remember to apply the medicine yourself."

Hearing the sound of the outer door closing, Ji Jinchuan looked back at the bedroom door, his gaze moved a few inches and fell on the medicine on the table, and he threw the towel in his hand on the sofa in annoyance.

(End of this chapter)