After Transmigrating Into the Book, Prime Minister Made My Legs Weak

Chapter 4

Ji Sang instinctively looked for tissue, but realized after two seconds that there weren’t any here. Her eyes scanned the surroundings and she grabbed a piece of cloth, handing it over, “You... quickly lift your head, here... use this to block it.”

Wen Jian didn’t expect himself to lose control like this. He also didn’t see what she handed him and hastily took it from her. He immediately pressed the cloth to his nose, staining it with his nosebleed.

Ji Sang anxiously looked at Wen Jian with her dark eyes. After a moment, she asked, “Are you okay now?”

A peculiar blush appeared on Wen Jian’s pale face. He didn’t want to admit that it was because of his anger, so he forced out a sentence after struggling for a while.

“The weather is dry.”

Ji Sang felt the moistness in the air and thought that it had rained yesterday, so how could it be dry? However, she didn’t refute it and just nodded, “Oh.”

A faint fragrance lingered in Ji Sang’s breath, it smelled nice, and it made his throat even drier.

He looked at the pale pink cloth in his hand with confusion. The nosebleed had already stopped, so he decided to move the cloth slightly to see it more clearly. The fabric was exceptionally soft, and as he relaxed his fingers a bit, the cloth unfolded...

Upon closer inspection, he saw a large red camellia embroidered on it. The green leaves of the camellia were already soaked in blood, and a thin strip dangled in the air, gently swaying when the wind blew. Another strip was wrapped around his slender middle finger, and the scene inexplicably carried a hint of sensuality.

“Uh...”

Wen Jian froze in place, his profound gaze filled with understanding at a glance. He could tell what it was, and the nosebleed that had just stopped seemed to have a tendency to start flowing again.

If he could see it, then Ji Sang could certainly see it too.@@@@

Her fair little face suddenly turned red, filled with embarrassment and anger. Her mind went blank, and she reached out and snatched the bellyband from his hand, hastily crumpling it into a ball and hiding it behind her back. Her dark eyes flickered intensely as she struggled to speak, avoiding looking into Wen Jian’s eyes. Standing so close to him, her gaze immediately fell on his crotch where the fabric slowly stirred, and the previously flat surface suddenly stood erect like a tall tent!

Both of them were experienced people and naturally understood what the blood meant.

Wen Zheng’s eyes flickered slightly, and he chuckled softly, “Hmm, don’t worry, don’t worry. I knew this boy inherited my genes. How could he be like what they say? Our son is just a bookworm, nothing more.”

Lady Wen Li couldn’t help but scold him with a glare, “Inherited what?”

Wen Zheng smiled and pressed his body against her waist, leaning forward to speak in her ear, “What do you think?”

Lady Wen Li immediately felt the hardness against her lower back and pushed him away with her hand, “Dirty old man, the child is still here!”

In the end, Wen Zheng didn’t do anything to Lady Wen Li, he only kissed her cheek, and the couple continued cooking with laughter and conversation.

Half an hour later.

Ji Sang and Wen Jian were called to have lunch.

The four of them sat together.

Ji Sang didn’t dare to lift her head to look at Wen Jian, and Wen Jian, with a gloomy expression, kept his head down and focused on eating.

The atmosphere between the newlyweds was strangely peculiar.

The elderly couple were puzzled in their hearts, but could only watch silently. Could it be that things weren’t as they had imagined?

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