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Chapter 20

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Everything was finally getting better and better.

Just after finishing the inventory of his gains, the doorbell rang as promised.

Mu Chen couldn't help but rub his head.

Again?

He couldn't take it anymore!!!

This time, Mu Chen didn't even look through the peephole and opened the door directly.

Who else could be standing behind that door but Wen Wen Wen Yongshan?

Mu Chen’s eyes went straight again.

Today, Wen Wen Wen Yongshan was wearing a black dress, her makeup exquisite and bewitching.

The fair thighs faintly revealed while walking were shining brightly.

She was even wearing rare black strappy high heels, which made her whole legs look straighter and more shapely.

Although she looked extremely formal, the impact was even greater than the private camisole nightgown from yesterday!!!

The highest level of sexiness for a woman is not nudity.

But a kind of temperament beauty, the alluring aura emitted between every frown and smile, every gesture.

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan at this moment was just like that.

Elegant and mysterious, mixed with allure.

It was as if Wen Wen Wen Yongshan had walked right out of the movie screen in the theater.

Seeing it with his own eyes was even more shocking.

Walking into Mu Chen’s room with great familiarity, after locking the door, Wen Wen Wen Yongshan spun around gracefully.

Then she said as if nothing had happened:

"How is it? This outfit should be similar to the image in the play, right?"

"It’s more realistic to rehearse with it!"

Are you really here to rehearse?

Mu Chen had a headache.

Is it necessary to be like this for a rehearsal?

The key is, didn't you not have the same clothes yesterday?

Mu Chen nodded.

He responded:

"I can only say it’s exactly the same as the picture in my imagination!"

"Did you go out and buy a set?"

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan nodded gently.

"I was a bit bored during the day, so I was dragged out by Ni Ni to go shopping!"

Ni Ni, who lived a few doors away, sneezed.

Are you polite?

Mu Chen didn't doubt it.

He said:

"Shall we start then?"

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan nodded, then began to bend down to untie her high heels.

Looking at the "holy light" that was about to burst out, Mu Chen felt terrible.

Knowing she had to take them off, why did she have to come over in high heels?

And don't you know there’s a man in the room?

Can you be more careful?

Mu Chen complained in his heart, turned around, and walked silently to a chair not far away.

Do not look at what is improper.

He didn't want to hide in the bathroom again.

A short thirty seconds felt like a long time.

Then he saw Wen Wen Wen Yongshan carrying her high heels, walking toward Mu Chen with that elegant and calm smile.

It was as if she had really come to the beach and was afraid of sand getting into her shoes.

The picture was as beautiful as a painting.

Even more moving than wearing a nightgown yesterday.

It was just that Mu Chen had learned his lesson from yesterday, and today he was deliberately controlling his mood.

He could keep a little calm at this moment.

He practiced according to the plot, just like yesterday.

Confrontation, dancing, Mu Chen and Wen Wen Wen Yongshan performed steadily.

The two of them cooperated even more tacitly than yesterday.

Until Wen Wen Wen Yongshan sat on Mu Chen’s lap again and put Mu Chen’s hand on her thigh again.

She looked at Mu Chen with eyes like silk.

She said those words again right in Mu Chen’s ear.

"Husband, I want all of you!"

Just like the intense stimulation from yesterday.

Mu Chen had thought he could restrain himself today.

That he could calmly finish this scene.

Facts proved that Mu Chen thought too much.

The energy of a single man is simply too vigorous.

Moreover, Mu Chen’s physique had improved a lot in two days.

Feeling Wen Wen Wen Yongshan’s body suddenly tense up, Mu Chen secretly thought it was bad.

It’s over, this rehearsal can't continue.

In the next second, Wen Wen Wen Yongshan would probably rush out again, right?

However, what Mu Chen didn't expect was.

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan seemed not to feel it; her body only tensed for a moment and then relaxed.

She continued her scene.

Professional!

Since that was the case, Mu Chen had no more worries.

He tacitly chose not to break the silence.

Finish acting early, finish early.

Holding this mentality, Mu Chen acted even more focused.

He pushed Wen Wen Wen Yongshan, who was in his arms, to the ground.

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan, who was like a femme fatale just a moment ago, instantly began to cry delicately.

"Don't hit me!"

"I was wrong!"

Mu Chen’s expression also became cold and ferocious, with a hint of panic.

"Are you crazy?"

"Get up quickly!"

"..."

Everything was proceeding perfectly.

Until this scene ended.

Mu Chen’s expression had already returned to normal.

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan was still lying on the ground, refusing to get up, with faint traces of tears visible on her face.

Mu Chen felt that something was off.

“Are you alright?”

“I think I twisted my foot!”

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan said in a soft, gentle voice.

“You twisted your foot? Why didn’t you say so sooner?”

“But the acting was going so well!”

Listening to Wen Wen Wen Yongshan’s weak, delicate voice,

Mu Chen crouched down and looked at her two fair, tender feet.

He didn’t know which one was twisted.

He could only ask:

“Which one is it?”

“The right one!”

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan stretched out her leg.

That fair, tender foot appeared before Mu Chen.

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan still looked like a flower drenched in rain.

“It hurts...”

“Should I carry you to the hospital?”

Mu Chen looked at the foot and felt it didn’t look like it was twisted.

But sometimes one can’t even tell if they’ve twisted their own, so for a moment, he didn’t know what to do.

However, he heard Wen Wen Wen Yongshan shake her head and say:

“Don’t. It’s late at night; if someone else sees us, it’ll be impossible to explain!”

You still know that!

Coming over every single night.

Mu Chen looked at her helplessly.

“Then what should we do?”

“I’ll just rub it myself!”

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan made a move to sit up, but it seemed she bumped her foot again.

With a hiss, she collapsed back onto the ground.

“Alright, don’t move. I’ll rub it for you!”

“If it really doesn’t work, we’ll call a doctor.”

It seemed he still had ‘massage’ among his life skills.

He didn’t know if it would be effective.

Hearing Wen Wen Wen Yongshan give a soft “Mm,”

Mu Chen took her right foot and placed it on his lap.

He gently began to rub her joint.

It was his first time touching a woman’s foot, and the key was that Wen Wen Wen Yongshan’s foot was very fair, tender, and smooth, with a faint scent of body wash lingering on it.

Even knowing she was injured, Mu Chen felt slightly distracted.

Especially since Wen Wen Wen Yongshan kept letting out little whimpers from time to time.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became strange.

And the fire in Mu Chen that had originally dissipated began to spread once again.

“Does it still hurt?”

“It seems a little better!”

“Is that so?”

“Does your foot hurt?”

“It seems to hurt a little too!”

Before he knew it, Mu Chen’s hand, which had been pressing on her ankle, gradually moved up to her foot.

He massaged it gently.

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan’s voice also became lower and deeper.

Forcing himself to suppress the romantic urges in his heart, Mu Chen let go of Wen Wen Wen Yongshan’s foot.

He coughed lightly:

“It should be better now, right?”

Wen Wen Wen Yongshan paused slightly.

“It seems better, but my leg hurts a bit too!”

As she spoke, Wen Wen Wen Yongshan, who had been like a flower drenched in rain, suddenly changed her expression.

Just like she had been in Mu Chen’s arms a moment ago.

She said coquettishly:

“Husband, you were the one who threw me!”

That one word, ‘husband,’ ignited Mu Chen once again.

Mu Chen no longer suppressed the flames in his heart.

There is a first and a second, but no third or fourth.

He was not that gambler, He Fei, from the movie.

Since you like calling me husband, then call it a while longer.

Mu Chen’s expression gradually became playful.

“Does your leg hurt?”

“Then husband will rub your leg for you!”

End of Chapter

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