Chapter 1170

I involuntarily remembered the embarrassing clothes hidden in the quilt, and my whole body burned up.

Ah ah ah…

It’s really a disaster!

Reynaldo tilted his head, a mischievous smile creeping between his eyebrows. “Esmeralda, are you thinking of some unhealthy images?”

I was taken aback, realizing what he was saying, and quickly shook my head. “No no no… definitely not.”

“Hmm…” Reynaldo pursed his lips, smiling knowingly. “Yes, you didn’t, you’re not that lecherous, I understand.”

Ah ah ah!

What does “Reynaldo” mean?

His words seemed to be sarcastic!

I wiped my face and said seriously, “Alright, stop overthinking. I’ll give you the medicine.”

“Well, I was just overthinking,” Reynaldo chuckled. “I was the one imagining unhealthy scenarios, not you. My wife is the most proper one.”

“Ah, shut up!”

I angrily growled at him.

He would tease me when he was in a good mood.

Seeing me angry, the man chuckled, laughing so much that I really wanted to pounce on him and bite him. But seeing all the injuries on his body, I also swallowed this anger.

I took out iodine and cotton swabs, ready to disinfect his wound.

He leaned back with both hands, half reclining, and stared at me without blinking for a moment. The eyes were affectionate and focused, with a hint of warmth.

I said to him, “It might be a little painful. Why don’t you play with your phone to distract yourself?”

“No, I want to watch my wife.”

Hmm…

The man’s words started to become cheesy again.

I lowered my head, avoiding his gaze, carefully disinfecting his wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodine. Just without looking up, I could feel his gaze burning hotly.

I couldn’t help but think again, “I must not let Reynaldo see that outfit later, or his eyes will be ablaze.”

Just what excuse should I use to get rid of him for a while and then hide the clothes?

Perhaps I was too engrossed in my thoughts, and for a moment I didn’t control my strength.

Reynaldo just made a hissing sound.

I was startled and quickly looked at him. “Are you okay? I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

Reynaldo smiled and ruffled my hair, saying, “Just kidding.”

“You…”

I glared at him gloomily, but in the end, I still felt sorry for his injury. I didn’t think too much anymore and carefully treated his wound.

After applying the ointment, I took a piece of gauze and prepared to bandage his wound.

Reynaldo, however, was unwilling to bandage. The reason he gave was this: “His chest, one side of his abdomen, and his waist all had wounds, all of which were bandaged. Doesn’t that mean he’s wearing a gauze shirt? How can we still have marital relations?”

Listening to his reason, I was both angry and amused.

In the end, under Reynaldo’s insistence, the wound was still not bandaged.

I put the ointment, iodine, and gauze into the medicine box without looking up and said to him, “Do you want to go to the study to take care of things?”

“No, there hasn’t been much to keep me busy lately.”

I bit my lip. Was Reynaldo lingering in the room? How can I hide my clothes then?

I absentmindedly put away the first aid kit.

At that moment, I saw Reynaldo pulling the blanket onto the bed.

I was shocked and hurried over, grabbing him and asking, “What are you doing?”

The man looked at me with a smile and said, “Sleeping, want to sleep together?”

I shook my head and said, “I’m not sleepy. Don’t go to sleep either. Get up and keep me company.”