Madam, you don't want your sister to be unable to pay the rent, do you?

Especially since she is wrapped in a bath towel, I have no idea whether she is wearing underwear underneath. This kind of vague fantasy deserves another 0.5 points.

And dressing like this, isn't it a deliberate temptation for my wife?

"Then I'm coming in."

Zhuang Yayun took small steps and walked into Lin Yi's room. She looked at the layout of the room curiously, then slowly sat down beside the bed.

"Lin Yi, do you want a heavier massage or a lighter one?"

"Be gentle."

When Lin Yi was in the hospital, he received a massage from a nurse. The nurse's hands were so strong that he was almost inhumane. Compared to that kind of painful massage, Lin Yi still prefers a gentler technique.

"……OK."

A snow-white little hand gently pressed on Lin Yi's shoulder and began to rub it slowly.

The lights in the bedroom were dim.

As the massage continued, Zhuang Yayun half-knelt beside Lin Yi, with her pink knees pressed against the edge of the bed.

Zhuang Yayun pursed her lips, a faint blush appeared on her delicate face, and a few drops of sweat appeared on her slender neck. They slowly flowed along her delicate collarbone into the bath towel, leaving faint water stains wherever they went until they disappeared.

Lin Yi took a glance and saw the swaying of the bath towel accompanied by a large incandescent light.

The bath towel just reaches the hips, the plump long legs are close together, the white and tender flesh is superimposed, and the happiness is doubled.

Zhuang Yayun’s massage technique is really good. As she massaged me, all the fatigue in my body seemed to be released, and I felt a little sleepy all of a sudden.

Lin Yi yawned, and the fatigue he had suffered from the car accident over the past month gradually disappeared under the massage of the snow-white little hands, and the malicious thoughts he had just had also subsided.

5. The Power of Wife

Almost an hour later.

Zhuang Yayun reached out and wiped the sweat off her face. Her black hair stuck to her forehead. The blush had not yet faded. The charm of the widow was fully revealed at this moment.

"Lin Yi..."

Zhuang Yayun called out softly, only to then realize that Lin Yi had fallen asleep.

"..."

Go to sleep first.

Zhuang Yayun looked at Lin Yishu's sleeping face and felt a little lost.

"…Alas, what on earth am I thinking? She is only in her early 20s and owns a house worth hundreds of millions in the center of an international metropolis. I am already in my twenties and in a few years I will be a shrew. No matter what, she will never fall in love with me…"

Zhuang Yayun felt inexplicably sad. She sat up from the bed and left the room.

.........

When Lin Yi woke up again, it was already midnight and the room was pitch black.

"..."

"Fuck! Why the hell did you fall asleep?"

Lin Yi looked at the time and it was already 12:30 in the morning.

"… "

"Oh my god, I wanted to take this opportunity to have some close contact with this widow..."

Lin Yi felt helpless. Zhuang Yayun’s massage was so comfortable that he fell asleep without realizing it.

Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Let’s go to the bathroom first.

Lin Yi struggled to climb back onto the wheelchair and opened the door. In the dim living room, there was a light on in the bathroom.

"?!"

Lin Yi was a little confused.

Logically, he should be the only one living on the first floor. Zhuang Yayun and Zhuang Youlin rented a room on the second floor. Why was the bathroom light on?

Could it be that Zhuang Yayun and Zhuang Youlin forgot to close the bathroom door this afternoon?

Lin Yi didn't think much about it. He pushed the wheelchair and slowly came to the bathroom door. He held the door handle and was about to open it.

Suddenly, he found that there was a gap in the bathroom door. Lin Yi was a little curious. He did not open the bathroom door directly, but took a look inside through the gap.

In an instant, the second one occupied the high ground.

Zhuang Yayun stood next to the mirror in the bathroom, wearing a very loose nightgown with the loose collar drooping down. She bent over slightly, revealing everything.

There were strands of black hair on his forehead, his face had a faded blush, and his snow-white neck and the dark blue clothes on his chest were wet with sweat.

There was a hint of sadness on her delicate face, and I wonder what she was thinking about.

Damn! What is Zhuang Yayun doing here? !

The seductive look of Mrs. Late Night is simply tempting to commit a crime...

Before Lin Yi had time to think about it, Zhuang Yayun turned around with a sad face, pushed open the bathroom door, and collided with Lin Yi's wheelchair.

“…Ah!! Good…evening…Lin Yi…”

The moment she saw Lin Yi, Zhuang Yayun was confused. She forced herself to give an awkward yet polite smile, and lowered her head involuntarily, with a guilty and unconfident look in her eyes.

She immediately covered her chest with her hands and her face turned red.

No one spoke first, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

"…Why are you downstairs? Isn't there a toilet upstairs?"

Lin Yi laughed awkwardly.

He never expected that Zhuang Yayun was here. He suddenly and quietly appeared at the bathroom door. From Zhuang Yayun's perspective, he seemed like a peeping person.

"Oh, my sister is upstairs, so I'll come down... Lin Yi, do you mind?"

Zhuang Yayun also showed a slightly shy smile, walked out of the bathroom, and took the initiative to push Lin Yi's wheelchair into the bathroom.

"Lin Yi, are you going to the toilet? Let me help you... I'm supposed to help you with these things. From now on, just tell me and I'll come right away..."

As Zhuang Yayun spoke in a sticky and sweet voice, the bathroom, which was neither too big nor too small, immediately had a hint of pink scent.

"Ok."

Lin Yi was naturally happy.

When he was in the hospital, it was the nurses who helped him, and their methods were quite rough. Now that it is his charming wife, he can finally enjoy himself.

Zhuang Yayun squatted down, and the degree to which her collar swayed was immediately eye-catching.

"Please don't be...afraid."

Not knowing who she was talking to, Zhuang Yayun muttered softly, her red lips moving as she slowly grabbed Lin Yi's clothes.

"Wait, I can't sit still."

Lin Yi grabbed Zhuang Yayun's hand and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"…oh oh."

Zhuang Yayun suddenly realized and began to help Lin Yi stand up.

Her petite body contained the strength of a wife. She managed to prop Lin Yi up, holding on to the waist of his pants with her other hand.

"...Be good...Aim..."

Zhuang Yayun used her hands to gently relieve Lin Yi's stomach.

Lin Yi felt as if he was a few years younger, sitting next to Zhuang Yayun, who looked like a wife, and letting her do whatever she wanted.

.........

"Then I'll go back to bed. Go to bed early, Lin Yi..."

Even under the light from the bathroom, Zhuang Yayun's cheeks were still flushed, like a ripe apple.

"Well... go to bed early, Sister Zhuang."

Lin Yi also looked a little embarrassed.

There was no other way. Zhuang Yayun clamped his only movable right hand. His left hand could not support the trajectory, and he was not well controlled after standing up.

Those who understand will understand. The first time you go to the toilet in the morning, you always have to bend over and press the ballistic...

And it’s easy to get on hand.

This blushing man, the wife, has a lot of...

Zhuang Yayun trotted up the stairs, obviously extremely shy.

cough cough.

Forget it.

Don't think about it.

The more I think about it, the more embarrassed I feel.

Lin Yi scratched his head, pushed his wheelchair back to his room, and lay down on the bed, exhausted and out of breath.

A wonderful life is about to begin.

The first step, before recovering your body, is to deal with the easy-to-bully widow!

……

As the sun gradually climbed up the sky, the originally black curtain slowly turned into light blue, dotted with the morning glow, giving the sky a soft and warm color, which was very comfortable and leisurely.

Lin Yi opened his eyes.

Because a pair of white little hands were shaking him.

"Lin Yi...get up and have breakfast."

The gentle voice is like the spring breeze.

Zhuang Yayun was wearing a pink apron with her long hair tied up behind her head. Her pleasant scent made people feel refreshed.

The wife's face is extremely charming.

“…You’re so pretty.”

Lin Yi blurted out.

Zhuang Yayun's face turned red instantly.

"……Um."

Zhuang Yayun lowered her head and responded softly.

"…It's time to have breakfast, Lin Yi, let me help you."

The soft and delicate body pressed against Lin Yi's. The wife bent over and actively hugged Lin Yi's chest, seemingly not caring that her soft body was pressing on Lin Yi's stomach.

The drastic deformation made Lin Yi's heart flutter.

The petite body seemed to contain infinite power. Although she was only about 1 meters tall, Zhuang Yayun was always able to hold Lin Yi on her shoulders without blushing.

Although it was not easy, he helped Lin Yi to the wheelchair without breathing too hard.

This is the power of a wife.

Not only is he broad-minded, but he also knows how to use his body's strength to carry a patient who is heavier than himself, and he knows how to take good care of a patient.

6Madam, you don’t want to…

A sumptuous breakfast has been placed on the table.