Chapter 717 - Electric Current, Connected, Physics Reaction (2/2)

Instead of walking over, Xiao Li shouted from a distance, “He doesn’t even want me to look at him. Would he allow me to apply it for him?”

Everyone else in the rest area burst into laughter.

Jiang Yuning raised a Post-It note to her face. “I’ll only let you touch me.”

She didn’t reply. Touch? Who cared about touching him?

She had no choice but to oblige, since he’d gotten injured because of her. She brought him into her office and squeezed a dollop of ointment onto her palms. She proceeded to rub it on his wounds forcefully.

Jiang Yuning lowered his head and didn’t make a sound.

As she continued to apply the ointment, her eyes couldn’t help but rove over the rest of his body. His spine was delicate and elegant, unlike most men at the police station. Whenever her colleagues changed in front of her, she could see their fat bellies and their thick necks. It was not a good look.

She had seen Feng Jichuan’s torso before, too. He was muscular and st.u.r.dy, and his copper skin and scars made him look like a real man. She used to think that made him look even stronger and manlier than he was, but it was the first time that she’d appreciated an elegant body like this. Especially his waist—he was skinny, lean, without a single fold of fat.

She allowed her eyes to roam further down. Although he was covered with his black tracksuit, she could still make out his perky b.u.t.tocks. She hadn’t expected him to be so curvy.

Nian Xi recalled the time she’d touched him there. d.a.m.n… It was so soft.

Just as she was thinking about what had happened then, Jiang Yuning suddenly turned, and her hands landed on his chest unknowingly. His chest was oddly muscular, and she felt the contours beneath her palms.

Nian Xi’s mouth hung open. She had never touched a man’s chest before. She’d never even touched Feng Jichuan’s chest when they were still together. She was too shy to do that.

Jiang Yuning was stunned as well. He looked down at her hands on his chest.

Her hands were a little rough with bits of calluses, probably because she used guns. With her hands on his chest, he felt the surge of electricity course through his body again.

There was that same bubbling heat in the pit of his stomach as when she’d touched him the last time.