Transmigrating to Female Supremacy: Husbands, Don’t Be Too Outrageous

Yu Bojun's slightly cool hand passed across Ji Zhen's slightly red eyes and caressed her cheek lovingly.

The delicate skin felt great to the touch, and the harsh northwest wind and frost had never left a trace on Ji Zhen's body. It was a pity that the owner of this face didn't seem to care about this.

Ji Zhen slapped Yu Bojun's hand away, and wiped her eyes fiercely as if she was angry with someone. The delicate skin became even redder under her ruthless wiping, and Yu Bojun frowned slightly and said distressedly:

"What are you doing?"

"What bullshit are you talking about again?"

Ji Zhen raised her head and asked back, her almond-shaped eyes widened into a circle, and the sadness on her face that was lost in memories was completely gone.

She stared at Yu Bojun fiercely, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, revealing her fierce determination to pounce on him and beat him if he said one more word. That look was exactly the same as the first time she pounced on him and beat him.

However, Ji Zhen's face, which was pale and thin due to injuries, and his hands, which were also skinny due to injuries, cast their shadows back into reality.

Yu Bojun was in a trance for a moment, a little distracted.

He and she grew up together in Beijing. He had a carefree childhood, riding a bamboo horse and playing with plum blossoms around his bed. Later, he joined the army, fighting in the rain of swords and spears, sleeping in the snow and frost, and trying to survive.

He and Ji Zhen had been walking together all the way until now. Bones in their bodies had been broken, and their shoulders had been pierced by longbows, but they had never been like this, both of them were so broken, just because of a knife handed over by a superior.

All the fights between him and Ji Zhen made the knife sharper, and when it stabbed at them, it stabbed faster and deeper.

Yu Bojun slowly withdrew his hand, with an indiscernible smile on his face, which made Ji Zhen frown and said:

"What are you laughing laughing?"

"Laugh at you, laugh at me."

Yu Bojun spoke in a faint voice, looking at Ji Zhen's frown, but he couldn't help laughing anymore and couldn't stop.

He laughed silently, his shoulders shaking violently, and a surge of anger rose in his heart, as if he wanted to break out of the cage of his body and go to a place he had never imagined.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he started coughing violently due to difficulty breathing.

Ji Zhen frowned at him, how could she not see that he was abnormal. Seeing that he was coughing violently, she stopped being angry, got out of bed, poured a glass of warm water, and brought it to the bedside.

She sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and patted Yu Bojun's back gently, and couldn't help but sighed:

"Come on, if you want to quarrel with me, just quarrel properly. Why did you make yourself laugh? Your body can't stand your torture now. Nei Yuan Xu Kong, do you understand? Seriously, drink some water."

Yu Bojun's surging anger slowly subsided as Ji Zhen sighed and muttered. He obediently took Ji Zhen's hand and drank half a cup of water.

He pushed the water cup away, glanced at Ji Zhen who was frowning and paying attention to him, curled the corners of his mouth sincerely, and slowly leaned into Ji Zhen's arms.

Yu Bojun is tall and usually as strong as an iron tower. Although his inner energy is empty and his figure is thin, he still has a lot of weight when he presses on Ji Zhen.

But Ji Zhen didn't dare to move. The man in front of her was like a big cat. His mood was unpredictable when he was seriously ill. Now that his fur had finally been smoothed down, she didn't want to make him angry again.

So she just leaned back slightly and leaned her back against the bedpost for support. She held him with one hand and stroked his back with the other to comfort him, which completely calmed Yu Bojun's restless heart.

Yu Bojun leaned against Ji Zhen like this, and was silent for a while. He half-closed his eyes, carefully avoiding the wound on her chest, while feeling her steady heartbeat, and suddenly asked:

"Why aren't you mad at me now?"

Ji Zhen was stunned by his sudden words. After she came to her senses, she slapped him directly on his broad back.

"Who said I'm not angry anymore? I just don't want to bother with you, a patient. You actually said I had a leash around my neck! That's loyalty, understand? If you hadn't taught me skills to heal my wounds, I would have used up my inner energy. I would have beaten you up a few times, so that I would not have supported you so much in the Northwest."

"Yes, thank you for your support, Your Highness."

Yu Bojun's deep laughter rolled out of his throat, like the purring of a big cat, which made Ji Zhen unable to resist the urge to ruffle his long black satin hair.

Yu Bojun was ill and did not tie his hair. His long black satin hair fell from his shoulders onto Ji Zhen's body, blending with her dark clothes, making them look even more affectionate than the two people embracing each other.

Yu Bojun lowered his eyes and looked, and as he looked, his heartbeat became consistent with Ji Zhen's.

Ji Zhen grabbed a bunch of Yu Bojun's long hair and played with it between her fingertips. The silky touch made her feel particularly peaceful, and she completely forgot the purpose of her visit.

No matter how much he tried to bring an army to bear to punish her, or what strategies he used to increase her favorability, they were not as good as the person in front of her. Just being in her arms like this made her feel at ease.

Ji Zhen lowered her head slightly and looked at Yu Bojun who was half leaning in her arms.

Yu Bojun was different from the men in South Vietnam who were considered beautiful because of their femininity. His facial features were cold and sharp, with sharp edges and corners. His slightly raised thick black eyebrows concealed his bloodiness from fighting on the battlefield, but his deep and dark eyes revealed a bit of evil charm and sexiness, which was particularly attractive under the dim candlelight.

Ji Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly, and her heart suddenly felt itchy.

How come she never realized before that Yu Bojun was so handsome?

If there is any difference between the current Yu Bojun and the past, it is that he is sick. He is pale and haggard but still looks good. Instead, there is a hint of fragility in his eyes, which makes Ji Zhen's heart tremble and she wishes she could suffer for him.

dying!

Ji Zhen held his chest, looked up at the sky, and silently said in his heart:

"I'm not that lustful, am I? How could I be that lustful? Just because a man is good-looking, I'm attracted to him?"

Ji Zhen was still shocked by her reaction, but she didn't expect that her action attracted Yu Bojun's attention. He stood up and sat down, looking at Ji Zhen stroking her chest with a serious look on her face, and immediately asked:

"Did I press on your injury? Does it hurt anywhere? I'll ask them to get a doctor to check you out."

As he said this, Yu Bojun turned around and was about to call for help, but Ji Zhen immediately pulled him back, blushing and hurriedly explaining:

"No, my injury is fine!"

"How can you be okay? Your heartbeat was so chaotic just now. I'd better go get a doctor to check you out."

Yu Bojun didn't listen to Ji Zhen's excuses at all. He just sent the servants away and called them in the room, but he was afraid that they couldn't hear him. So Yu Bojun immediately got up from the bed and planned to go downstairs himself and ask them to ask the doctor to see Ji Zhen's injury.

However, he forgot that he was also injured. He stood up hastily, thinking that everything was normal, and was about to rush out, but he stumbled and almost fell down due to his weak legs.

Ji Zhen quickly supported him and pressed him against the bedpost, saying angrily:

"Do you know what you are doing? I have told you many times that your body cannot withstand your torture!"

"I didn't make a fuss. Zhenzhen, how can something that concerns you be considered a fuss?"