After dropping Elisa and King Elrond off at the airport, Fu Qing went back to the hotel with Zhan Qi.
“Please don’t disclose to anyone my injury when we visit the Zhan family later.”
Fu Qing looked nonplussed for a moment and asked, “Why?”
“I’m guessing both my brothers have some involvement with the person who kidnapped you. However, we shouldn’t say much until we can find substantial proof.”
For a long time, he had been sending people to investigate Zhan Leng and Zhan Cheng, including Fu Wanwan. He expected to receive the inquiry findings shortly.
Fu Wanwan’s participation, in particular, piqued his interest. He thought it was suspicious that she showed up at the kidnapping scene and claimed the kidnappers were headed north. When he picked up this intelligence, he was already on the way to rescue Fu Qing. The misinformation almost delayed his rescue mission. He planned to get back at her gradually in the future.
Back at the hotel, Fu Qing locked the door and tenderly helped Zhan Qi remove his clothes.
The bluish-purple mark left by the iron rod on his shoulder had faded but remained swollen. Clearly, the clotted blood had not been completely taken out.
King Elrond had given Fu Qing an age-old wooden box, which she delicately opened. She discovered a white jade apothecary jar inside, which was filled with a peculiar-smelling pale-red ointment.
But was this ointment safe to use? Would it really work?
“Apu Kingdom is widely-known for the Red Pearl Flower,” Zhan Qi spoke sparsely. “It works wonders in terms of reducing swelling and relieving pain.”
When Fu Qing learned of this, he felt reassured.
“Let me apply it for you.”
Zhan Qi’s lips curled, and he grabbed Fu Qing’s wrist to prevent her from rubbing the ointment into his skin. His expression darkened, and he blurted out, “Help me take a bath first before you apply the medicine.”
“You…” Fu Qing felt the heat mount in her cheeks as she met his gaze.
Zhan Qi explained haltingly to her, “I was soaked with sweat from today’s fight. I feel clammy and uncomfortable.”
Fu Qing suddenly looked down, unable to hold his gaze. She peeled off her bathrobe and assisted Zhan Qi in removing his clothing.
As soon as Fu Qing took off her pants, she noticed a small tent erected on Zhan Qi’s lower body. She had to stop what she was doing because she flushed scarlet instantly.
Zhan Qi felt compelled to intentionally tease her after seeing how reticent she looked. He raised his brows and spoke in a slightly ambiguous tone,
“Hey, there’s no need to be crass here. The doctor clearly advised me not to overexert myself.”
Fu Qing recovered her composure and stripped down to her underwear. Then she helped Zhan Qi to the restroom, ignoring the “murder weapon” that was all propped up and ready to attack.
“Don’t force yourself to do strenuous exercises then, if your body can’t handle it.”
Hot water flowed down the shower head after a few seconds. Zhan Qi’s and Fu Qing’s bodies were both drenched, and her curvy figure was soon exposed.
“Take off your clothes as well. It doesn’t make you feel good to be wearing sodden clothing, does it?”
Zhan Qi’s eyes drank in the sensuality of her physique, taking in every detail. He playfully remarked, “It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before.”
Fu Qing threw back his head and laughed hysterically.
On the other hand, Zhan Qi had a point. It was inconvenient to wear wet clothes.
She undressed, and the two of them stood naked in front of each other. In the steam coming from the bathroom, there appeared to be two delicate marble sculptures.
Fu Qing used his loofah to rub Zhan Qi’s entire body with a generous amount of bath gel. She could hear a suppressed moan from Zhan Qi’s throat as she rubbed the engorged male symbol.
When Fu Qing noticed that the thing she was handling had stiffened and expanded, she quickly let it go.
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Because Zhan Qi was still hurt, she couldn’t torment him for much too long.
Zhan Qi, on the other hand, had no plans to let her go without getting some action. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pressed her slim midsection against his.
“You want to flee like that after stirring things up? I don’t think so.”
“Stop messing around,” Fu Qing said softly, both hands supporting his shoulders. “Since you’re still in pain, let’s continue where we left off once you’ve regained your strength. Deal?”
Zhan Qi, who had seldom acted naive before, replied, “No,” his grip on her waist tightening. “It makes me feel restless if I don’t pour it out..”