A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

The dinner table was unusually lively.

"Section Chief Su, come on, try this fish." Zhao Chunfang picked up a piece of braised ribbonfish and put it directly into Su Feng's bowl.

"Section Chief Su, please eat more of today's Three Treasures of the Earth. I just tasted it, and it's not salty," Wang Yingxue said with a smile.

The people at the table were taking turns eating with their chopsticks, and Su Feng's bowl was almost overflowing.

"Okay, Auntie, stop serving, you all eat."

"That's enough, thank you so much."

"Xiao Su, come over to our house often!" Zhao Chunfang's eyes were full of warmth. "We don't have any fancy dishes, but if you don't mind, come over for a meal once every week or two. There are many people at home, so it's lively."

"I'll come when I have the chance." Su Feng put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "This time I'm also bringing some tasks for Xiao Fang, so I might as well get a free meal."

"Yes, yes, yes, come often." Han Yulan nodded in agreement.

Zhao Chunfang suddenly lowered her voice and exchanged a glance with Han Yulan: "That Xiao Su, do you know... well... Auntie knows a few nurses at the hospital, young girls, they're really nice..."

"Or maybe Xiaoxue could help you find someone at the clothing store?" Han Yulan quickly chimed in, her eyes lighting up. "They have lots of pretty girls there..."

"Mom! If you two keep talking about this, Section Chief Su won't dare to come to our house again."

Zhao Chunfang and Han Yulan simultaneously shot Fang Ruijun two sharp glares, causing him to choke on his food.

Su Feng chuckled and said, "It's alright. I'm pretty easygoing and don't really like blind dates. No rush, we'll meet people slowly."

"Emma, ​​there's no rush yet, this is already..." Han Yulan's last sentence was cut off by a glare from Wang Yingxue, and she could only reluctantly pick up a piece of food with her chopsticks, "Eat more vegetables, eat more vegetables."

This meal really made the two mothers feel suffocated.

They wouldn't let you ask about your partner's affairs, and if you tried to inquire about family matters, the young couple would immediately shut you down.

Su Feng was much more at ease than before. Although he didn't talk much, at least he could eat his meal in peace.

Before leaving, Su Feng took out two bottles of medicinal oil carefully wrapped in oil paper from his bag and placed them on the table.

"This is something I brought from home when I went home for the Chinese New Year. Auntie should know what this is."

Zhao Chunfang took it, lifted the oil paper, and smelled it. Her eyes immediately lit up: "Wow, the saffron in here is quite old..." She leaned closer to sniff again, "It seems to also contain blood stasis?"

Su Feng smiled and said, "I don't know much about this, but... it should be advantageous to Fang Ruijun, since there are only these two bottles left."

"This is good stuff." Zhao Chunfang held it in her hands and examined it again and again. "It's good for his frostbite recovery, especially those scars, it can fade them a lot. Such good medicine, we must apply it properly."

"Alright, it's up to you guys." Su Feng smiled and patted Fang Ruijun on the shoulder. "I hope you'll look like a fair-skinned, handsome young man after you've finished applying this."

"Go to hell." Fang Ruijun punched him in the chest.

After seeing Su Feng off, the footsteps in the corridor gradually faded into the distance.

Wang Yingxue closed the door and busied herself moving between the bathroom and the kitchen.

Gradually, the bathroom filled with steam.

Following Ye Wenxi's advice, she bought two electric kettles, put them in a bucket to boil water, and also prepared a pot of strong medicinal soup with the herbal bath packs in advance.

Whoosh—!

A pot of medicinal soup, along with hot water and the medicine packet, was poured into the large wooden tub. The brownish liquid, mixed with steam, swirled in the tub.

Fang Ruijun originally wanted to order a single person's ticket to save space and make it easier to scan the QR code.

But Grandpa Chen said that Chief of Staff Lu, Regiment Commander Wang, and Division Commander Chen in the military region all ordered this size.

So Fang Ruijun took the suggestion and ordered a larger one.

On the day we moved into our new house, the wooden tub was brought in with us, taking up half of the bathroom.

However, apart from Fang Ruijun and Wang Yingxue, both mothers found it troublesome and never used it.

In Han Yulan's words, "Scrubbing a bucket once is more tiring than taking a bath... My legs can't handle it."

So this wooden tub became Fang Ruijun's personal medicinal bath tub, where he would soak every night.

Wang Yingxue tested the water temperature, and it was just right.

She walked into the bedroom and pushed open the door. Fang Ruijun was hunched over the desk under the window, looking at the documents Su Feng had brought.

"The medicinal bath is ready. We'll see after you've finished soaking."

Fang Ruijun looked up at her silhouette against the light standing at the door, and put down his pen: "You're here."

You shouldn't soak in a medicinal bath for too long, no more than fifteen minutes.

The preparation and tidying up often take longer than the soaking time.

After Fang Ruijun finished soaking in the bath, he spent another half an hour looking at documents at his desk. Only then did Wang Yingxue finish washing up, tidy up, and close the bedroom door.

She walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, propped her legs on the edge of the bed, and looked at him.

Fang Ruijun was organizing the documents Su Feng had brought when he noticed someone staring at him. He turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Wang Yingxue: "I need to make three rules with you."

Fang Ruijun: "What?"

Wang Yingxue: "Each time you can write for no more than half an hour, and the total amount you write for each day cannot exceed three hours. Mom and I have agreed on this, so you have to listen to me."

Fang Ruijun: "Yes, I will definitely listen."

Wang Yingxue: "Also, applying medicine, taking baths, eating, resting, and sleeping—none of these can be delayed. If I say stop, then you have to stop."

Fang Ruijun: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Wang Yingxue: "Okay, let's stop."

"Huh?" Fang Ruijun was taken aback. "Now?"

Wang Yingxue glared at him: "Look at your watch, I've been getting ready for over half an hour."

Fang Ruijun smiled helplessly and piled the documents on the table: "Okay, take a break, I'll listen to you."

Wang Yingxue stood up, her ears slightly red, and said in a low voice, "Take off your clothes, lie down on the bed, and I'll apply the medicine for you."

"Hmm? Now?"

Wang Yingxue turned around, holding the bottle of medicated oil Su Feng had brought: "What else? Hurry up, this medicine needs to be applied all over the body."

"I can apply it myself..."

"No." Wang Yingxue unscrewed the bottle cap, looked at him, and said, "This requires massage, unlike applying ointment which is just a quick fix. It needs to be done all over the body, at least half an hour."

"oh...."

Fang Ruijun's face felt a little hot. He slowly took off his jacket, leaving him in only a vest and a pair of shorts, and lay down on the bed.

"Um... I've taken them all off." Wang Yingxue's voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz.

"Oh..." Fang Ruijun responded in a muffled voice, his ears burning.

He turned his back and took off his vest and shorts.

Under the light, large patches of scabs crisscrossed his strong, wheat-colored skin.

In some places, there is a light pinkish new skin, while in others, it has returned to normal, leaving only faint traces.

Fang Ruijun lay on the bed and buried his face in the pillow.

Wang Yingxue poured the medicated oil into her palm, rubbed it to warm it, and then applied it to his shoulder.

The heating in the room was on full blast, and the glow of the table lamp cast a faint shadow on the wall.

The scent of the medicinal oil was strong yet gentle, mingling with the fragrance of the soap on her hands, slowly spreading in the air.

Fang Ruijun closed his eyes, feeling her hands moving over his shoulders and back with just the right amount of pressure.

The scabs that had formed and then peeled off from the frostbite were gently rubbed open and warmed in her palms.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt..." Fang Ruijun's voice was muffled by the pillow as he breathed slowly, "It feels good..."

The snow was still falling outside the window, and the room was so quiet that only the faint sound of the medicated oil being rubbed on her skin and her shallow breathing could be heard by his ear.

"Come on, flip it over."

Fang Ruijun paused for a moment, his eyes darting around.

Wang Yingxue didn't dare look at him; her face burned bright red.

But the moment Fang Ruijun turned around, Wang Yingxue abruptly looked away.

Fang Ruijun lay flat on the bed, his erection already throbbing from the massage of soft, warm hands.

"Can't you... just let it... calm down?"