Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1141 Red Spider Lily Heather (165)

Nian Shen suddenly grabbed Heather’s hand, earning a glare from her. "Mr. Nian, please don’t overdo it. You’ve seen it yourself—injured or not, I won’t go easy on you."

That said, while her words were firm, she found herself unconsciously lowering her standards. Even if she had to subdue him, she’d be mindful of his wound.

After all...

Wasn’t his injury ultimately because of her negligence?

She bore undeniable responsibility.

But that didn’t mean he had a free pass to mess around!

"What I mean is—are you planning to dress my wound for me?" He was holding onto the hand she had just moved to unbutton his hospital gown.

"Do you see a third person in this room? Trust me, I’ve patched myself up a lot growing up. As the saying goes, ’long illnesses make a doctor.’ I’m practically a pro." She tried to pry his hand away.

However, she could feel it—Nian Shen’s muscles weren’t just for show. His strength was impressive.

"Let’s not. You’re no nurse—I’m afraid I’ll have improper thoughts. You saw what happened earlier."

"..." Heather looked at him, speechless. "Isn’t that a bit over the top? You’re a grown man, not some hormone-driven teenager. Don’t tell me you can’t control yourself? Besides, I’m only dressing your wound, not kissing you. What kind of improper thoughts could you have?"

She shook his hand off and began unbuttoning the first button, saying, "I’m just worried that if I go out to call a nurse, the media might rush in and snap evidence. If they sue me for assaulting you, it’ll be a headache."

As she continued undoing the buttons, he tried to stop her again, but she shot him another glare. "If you keep fussing, I’m going to have to subdue you by force! It’s not like I’ve never seen your body before..."

Come to think of it, hadn’t there been two occasions already where he’d walked out shirtless after a shower in front of her? It wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen it!

Heather bent over slightly, while Nian Shen looked down at her from above.

But her overly proper bodyguard uniform was so secure that even bending like this revealed nothing—not a hint of skin.

Why had Yi Yang picked such a thoroughly covered outfit for her?

"So, what exactly does ’subdue by force’ mean?" he asked.

"’Subdue by force’?" Heather glanced up slightly, spotting the tassels hanging at the bottom of the curtain. Estimating their length, she noted they’d be just right if tied together, so she replied, "Tie up your hands and feet. Let’s see you move then."

"Kinky. So you’re the dominant type, not the passive kind?"

"..." She shot him yet another glare. "What’s going through that head of yours? Was Miss Qu not satisfying for you? You’ve got that ’unsated desire’ look all over your face..."

She yanked off his shirt completely and tossed it aside. Casting a casual glance at his muscles, she had to admit—they were pretty impressive...

But she quickly averted her gaze, tore off the old bandages, and professionally gathered the medical tools available in the room to start disinfecting and dressing the wound.

The gauze wrapped around his waist, layer by layer.

Heather was entirely focused on the task, her mind not wandering elsewhere. She didn’t realize that her occasional breaths brushing against his skin caused subtle reactions in his body.

Adding to that, her slightly cold fingertips occasionally brushed against his skin, making Nian Shen’s brows furrow slightly.

It wasn’t until he let out an involuntary sound that Heather finally noticed something was off. Still focused on the wound, she casually said while working, "Almost done. Bear with it a little longer. Hmm... My bad, boss, I’ll be more careful next time."