The Rough Hunter's Little Lucky Wife

Chapter 114: Considerate

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yue Jiaojiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Her heart had softened for a moment just now, and in the end, this person had even gotten addicted.

“If I say no… Oh-”

Enveloped by Zhao Zhan’s overbearing aura, Yue Jiaojiao swallowed the rest of her words.

She leaned against the door.

Zhao Zhan considerately used his hands to protect her back to prevent her from being hit by the bump on the door.

The fire in the kitchen was burning hot, and the water in the pot was boiling. There was a constant stream of hot air from the kitchen that was swept into the courtyard.

When she was released, Yue Jiaojiao’s head was spinning. She gave Zhao Zhan a soft push. She was clearly glaring at him, but the corners of her eyes were full of lust.

“Jiaojiao,” Zhao Zhan took a glance at her and pulled her into his arms again, “Are you tired?”

“Don’t you think it’s tiring?” Yue Jiaojiao said in a muffled voice. This rough man had just started flirting and he was already so amazing. If he really learned everything, would she still have a good life?

“I want to take a bath.” Yue Jiaojiao didn’t dare to let him carry on like before and hurriedly said, “Zhao Zhan, it’s been so long, the water must be boiling. Help me carry the water.”

Zhao Zhan nodded. Just as he let go of her, he thought for a moment and picked her up horizontally. “Your legs went soft in the alley just now. I’m worried that you’ll be the same now. Wait for me in the room first. I’ll bring the hot water in right away.”

Yue Jiaojiao was speechless.

Being stared at with a heart-wrenching gaze, Zhao Zhan felt that something was wrong. He carefully placed the person on the stool and ran out to get some hot water.

After a long day in Willow Village, Yue Jiaojiao was indeed exhausted.

When she came out of the bath, she was so exhausted and barely managed to put on her inner clothes. She didn’t want to take a step further and couldn’t help but mutter out loud, “I’m so tired.”

Zhao Zhan had been waiting in the cubicle the whole time. When he heard her voice, he hurried over, carried her up, and placed her on the bed.

Yue Jiaojiao’s wet hair had soaked the clothes on her chest, making them cold.

Zhao Zhan couldn’t care less as he quietly covered her with the blanket. Then, he took a chair and sat on the edge of the bed. He placed a clean cloth on his leg and let Yue Jiaojiao rest on it.

“Jiaojiao, if you’re tired, go to sleep. I’ll help you dry your hair.”

She really had no strength today. When Yue Jiaojiao — who had been in despair just thinking about drying her hair — heard Zhao Zhan’s words, she immediately lay down on his lap obediently.

Having just finished her shower, Yue Jiaojiao was in high spirits. She picked up the book that was placed beside her pillow and flipped through it.

Zhao Zhan’s eyes were gentle when he saw her engrossed in reading the book. He took a large cloth and carefully wrapped her hair with it.

He didn’t roughly dry her hair. He did it bit by bit, and then wait for it to dry naturally.

Zhao Zhan did it carefully. He was worried that it would affect her sleep if it was left out in the air for too long, so he changed several handkerchiefs in a row and kept wiping it carefully.

His movements were gentle, and Yue Jiaojiao didn’t know when she had closed her eyes comfortably and fallen into a deep sleep. The book in her hand fell to the bed, and Zhao Zhan saw it and took it away to read the contents.

He only saw the beautiful woman crying and speaking in a soft voice, begging the scholar to take pity on her.

The scholar’s beauty was in front of him, and he actually forgot about his wife at home, rolling into a ball with that little demon.

After reading only two sentences, Zhao Zhan hurriedly put the book away as if he had been scalded.

Did she learn all those things from novels?

How about… He goes to the bookstore to take a look some other day.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhan suddenly couldn’t wait to finish building the house. If she could also recover her memories …

Zhao Zhan suddenly didn’t dare to think any further. He would go to the village near the mountains to take a look tomorrow.