My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 124 - 123: Children Love Beauty

Chapter 124: Chapter 123: Children Love Beauty

"But if you really have some sort of weird taste, I won’t laugh at you."

"....."

"Or if you really are jealous, I would be very happy."

"....."

Wen Qiao lay down on the bed and snuggled into the blanket, comfortably sighing.

Before closing her eyes, she didn’t forget to say goodnight to Fu Jinghen, "President Fu, good night, don’t work too late, or I’ll feel heartache."

"Shut up, annoying."

"Oh."

Wen Qiao was truly tired. From the moment she opened her eyes this morning, she had been busy like a spinning top, worrying about Luo Bin’s matters while filming. In the evening, she even heroically rescued someone in the lake, and was utterly exhausted by the end of the day.

Soon after, she fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to the silence from the other side of the bed, Fu Jinghen turned his head to look.

In the white bedding, a beautiful and cute head was nestled; perhaps feeling a bit hot, Wen Qiao stretched one leg out of the covers. Her legs, entangled with the blanket, twisted together like a pretzel. The person and the blanket were both on the very edge of the bed, ready to roll off with just a turn.

Such a liberated sleeping posture.

After watching for a while, Fu Jinghen stood up and walked to the bedside, turned off her lamp, and planned to move her inward to prevent her from falling off and causing a fuss later.

Just as he bent down, Wen Qiao turned over, revealing her entire leg outside the blanket.

A patch of pale skin entered his peripheral vision. The lines of the woman’s leg were smooth, the flesh evenly distributed, curving over the blanket with the ankle’s sinew distinctly visible.

For a moment, he couldn’t tell if it was her leg that was whiter or the blanket.

Fu Jinghen felt a tightness in his throat, his Adam’s apple involuntarily shifted, and as he was about to divert his gaze, he suddenly noticed a scratch on the inner side of Wen Qiao’s calf that he hadn’t seen before.

Fu Jinghen looked at the still sleeping Wen Qiao, gently parted her leg, and the red mark on her fair skin was particularly striking.

It must have been from the glass shards that splashed up in the tavern earlier.

Maybe it was due to getting wet while bathing; the skin around the wound was slightly whitened.

The footwear was wet and sticky, not wanting to walk on her own, demanding to be carried, a bit fussy, yet she wasn’t complaining about the real cut.

Fu Jinghen called for the hotel service, got a medical kit, took out the alcohol and swabs, and kneeled by the bed, gently dabbing the red mark.

His movements were careful, a tenderness he didn’t even recognize in himself.

Perhaps it was the sting from the alcohol, sleeping Wen Qiao frowned, moved her leg, trying to free herself from Fu Jinghen’s grasp.

Fu Jinghen stopped his actions, loosely holding her ankle, waiting for her to settle down before reapplying the medicine.

After applying the medicine, Fu Jinghen picked up Wen Qiao and shifted her inward, straightened the leg that got scratched to avoid it getting rubbed.

The hotel’s pillows were very soft; Wen Qiao’s head sank into one, her eyes tightly shut, with some stray hairs sticking to her face. Fu Jinghen reached out to brush away those stray hairs.

She looked much cuter asleep than usual.

He wondered if that scratch would leave a scar; nowadays young girls care so much about beauty, and if it did scar, he would have a headache dealing with the upset young lady.

Fu Jinghen pursed his lips and sent a message to Qin Xiang.

[Fu Jinghen: Have someone bring the Scar Removal Ointment from your house to me tomorrow.]