After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine - Chapter 31

[Chapter 31]

Jiang Suizhou didn’t notice Huo Wu Jiu’s reaction at all, he only felt that the leg covered by his hand was extremely cold.

He rubbed tentatively, and rubbed a few more times on that leg. The muscles under the palms are very hard, and it takes a lot of effort to knead, but it seems that with his movements, it gradually warms up a bit.

Jiang Suizhou’s eyes lit up.

“Is this better?” He raised his head and asked Huo Wu Jiu.

But he saw Huo Wu Jiu sitting there with a cold face and did not speak.

…is it better, or not?

Jiang Suizhou lost his mind for a while, and his subordinates rubbed Huo Wujiu a few times.

At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand out of the quilt involuntarily.

Jiang Suizhou was startled and saw those thick black eyes looking at him coldly.

“What’s wrong?” Huo Wu Jiu frowned.

Jiang Suizhou was startled by him and quickly retracted his hand.

This… just rubbed his legs a few times, how could he be angry!

Jiang Suizhou was stunned for a moment before he could react.

Forget… He has a disability on his leg now, and he doesn’t like being touched by others, so he must have scratched the tiger’s beard.

For a time, Jiang Suizhou was at a loss.

Secretly annoyed, he did not notice that Huo Wu Jiu on the bed was struggling to support his body and turned slightly to the side.

Beside him, Meng Qianshan had already led a group of maids to find Mrs. Tang for Huo Wu Jiu, stuffed it into his quilt hotly, and then retreated together.

Jiang Suizhou also stood up.

“…Sorry.” He paused and said. “I didn’t mean to touch your leg just now.”

Huo Wu Jiu on the bed opened his mouth when he heard this, as if he was going to say something.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and whispered, “It’s alright, go to sleep.”

Jiang Suizhou was relieved to hear what he said.

Although the tone is still quite blunt… However, it should mean that you don’t care about yourself, right?

He is not afraid of others being angry with him, he is afraid of this ancestor. After all, unlike others, this ancestor was angry, but it cost his life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Suizhou responded and was about to return to his couch, then turned around and said, “This couch is a little closer to the window, why don’t you sleep on the bed?”

Huo Wu Jiu closed his eyes when he heard the words , did not respond to him.

That’s what it means to not want to change.

Although Jiang Suizhou was still a little worried, he couldn’t force him to the bed. Seeing that the bedding on his body was thick and strong, thinking that it would be useful, Jiang Suizhou didn’t insist any longer.

He went back to the bed, changed his robe, and lay back under the quilt.

Before closing his eyes, he did not forget to remind Huo Wu Jiu: “If it hurts again, just call me.”

Huo Wu Jiu didn’t say anything.

Jiang Suizhou was accustomed to having a one-sided conversation with this wood, and after speaking, he closed his eyes again.

And Huo Wu Jiu who was sitting on the couch didn’t move.

It wasn’t until the bed’s breathing calmed down, thinking that the person was asleep, then Huo Wu Jiu raised his hand and lifted the quilt over his lap, and by the way, dragged out the hot Mrs.

Thick and heavy, it was holding several stove-like things, as if for fear of not cooking his legs.

Sure enough, it was made by Meng Qianshan’s stupid thing.

Huo Wu Jiu didn’t want to admit that such a heavy bedding and all the warmth brought by the hot pile of soup can’t compare to Shang Cai’s hand, which clumsily rubbed his leg a few times.

It’s just that the feeling brought by that hand is a bit complicated. In addition to warmth, it also adds something else, which makes him a little flustered and wants to escape immediately.

It even frightened King Jing.

Huo Wu Jiu’s face was not very good-looking, and successively several Madam Tang were thrown out of the quilt.

Until he came across a fluffy thing.

Jiang Suizhou had just stuffed it in.

His subordinates paused, let go of the little white rabbit, covered the quilt, let the little thing snuggle by his legs, and softly poured warmth onto his body.

But there seems to be something wrong.

After a while, Huo Wu Jiu tentatively put his hands into the bedding, put his hands on his legs, and rubbed a few times.

…it doesn’t work at all.

[End of This Chapter]