Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Han Ting's heart felt like it was torn open and blood gushed out.

The sharp pain made his breathing stop for a moment.

But she said calmly, "In that case, I'll wait for your boyfriend to come before leaving."

Shang Aiying was furious.

"You, you're not welcome here, yet you're still hanging around here!"

Han Ting sat down on the sofa and said, "After all, it was me who caused your inflammation, so I must take full responsibility. I felt uneasy when I didn't see you apply the medicine."

Shang Aiying was so angry when she saw him sitting here so carefree!

He took two steps forward, grabbed his chest and said, "Han Ting, get out!"

Han Ting raised his long arms slightly, wrapped them around her body, and with a little force, pressed her directly onto the sofa.

His slender body imprisoned her, and he looked into her eyes intently and said, "Are you shy, Miss Shang?"

After so many years, he still had the familiar scent of fir on him. The familiar scent penetrated her nostrils, and the passing moment was like a tide surging.

She felt like she had fallen into a dense web of primeval forest, feeling a little dizzy and unable to move.

She stared at him intently, as if she had been silenced, unable to utter a single word.

Han Ting supported himself on top of her and whispered, "Be good and apply the medicine well. I won't touch you."

Having said that, he turned around to get the medicine.

The soft and hoarse voice seemed to carry some kind of magic. Shang Aiying seemed to lose her strength in an instant, and silently picked up the pillow beside her and covered her face.

Just treat this man as a caregiver, it would be a waste if you don’t use him!

I covered my eyes without realizing it, and the feeling became even stronger.

The skirt was lifted up, the underwear was taken off, and a cold feeling came over me instantly...

She could clearly feel his every move, and her body tensed unconsciously.

A low, hoarse voice came from my ear: "Yingzi, relax a little, you're holding me so tightly, I can't apply the medicine."

Shang Aiying's forced calmness was instantly broken, and her little face under the pillow turned red like a fire cloud.

Not only did I fail to relax, my body became even more tense.

When she was in the hospital, she was surrounded by people and could think of herself as a patient.

But now, it was just the two of them, and she couldn't ignore the powerful and cold aura coming from him.

I can only lie still and pretend to be dead.

Han Ting sighed softly and manually pried her legs apart.

Her tenseness made it difficult for him to apply the medicine, and by the time he finished, sweat had broken out on his forehead.

He gently lowered her skirt and whispered, "Okay."

Shang Aiying hugged the pillow and sat up suddenly.

With a stern face, he said, "The medicine has been applied. Mr. Han can leave now."

Han Ting took off his gloves and turned to look at her. He said coldly, "Throw it away after use. That's really Miss Shang's usual style."

Shang Aiying: “…”

My heart suddenly felt a dull pain.

He said coldly, "What else? If you don't throw it away, are you going to stay and celebrate the New Year?"

Han Ting took a deep breath and didn't want to argue with her about these angry words, as it would only hurt himself.

He stood up and said, "I'll come over tonight to apply medicine on you."

After saying that, he stretched out his long legs and walked away.

Shang Aiying watched the tall figure disappear, and the door closed with a "bang". Her heart pounded and fell madly.

It's like falling into the abyss of hell.

I sat there in a daze, hugging the pillow. When I came to my senses, my face was already covered with tears.

She quickly wiped away her tears and walked to the balcony to breathe fresh air.

I thought I had achieved a lot over the years, but I didn't expect that I'm still so useless!