Female-dominated society: I want the world, and I also want all the most handsome men!

Chapter 115 I Want All the Handsome Men in the World

"My lady, your skin is broken." Feng Shan said with concern, "It's all my fault, I was too rough."

Yan Nanfei buried her head, even though she was thick-skinned, she still felt shy about this matter!

But seeing Feng Shan's remorseful expression, Yan Nanfei forgot all about being shy.

"What's the big deal? It just shows you're capable. You should be proud. Don't keep looking so long-faced." Yan Nanfei patted his shoulder. "I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

A few days of rest isn't enough.

"My lady, let me apply the medicine for you." Feng Shan took out Yunnan Baiyao, and Yan Nanfei lay down to let Feng Shan apply the medicine for her personally.

Although it was shameful, Yan Nanfei had to pretend to be composed so as not to make Fengshan feel even more guilty.

So when Feng Shan asked Yan Nanfei if it hurt, Yan Nanfei stubbornly replied, "It doesn't hurt, not at all, it only hurt a little when the skin was first broken."

In fact, Yan Nanfei was in excruciating pain, but she had to endure it and absolutely could not reveal the slightest flaw.

Feng Shan glanced at her, but did not expose her lie. He said with heartache again, "It's all my fault. I'm too stupid. I have a lot of brute strength, but I don't know how to control my strength."

Yan Nanfei shook his head upon hearing this.

Handsome guy, do you know how many men and women would love to have your brute strength?!

"Hey, the medicine's been applied, so that's the end of it." Yan Nanfei chuckled nonchalantly, "Let's not talk about this anymore."

Feng Shan nodded obediently, his deep eyes filled with unyielding self-reproach: "Yes, my wife, you should rest well. I'll go wash the clothes."

Fengshan dared not linger, fearing that if he looked at Yan Nanfei for even a second longer, his tears would flow.

Before Yan Nanfei could even utter the word "good," Feng Shan grabbed his changed clothes and strode away, disappearing through the doorway in an instant.

Yan Nanfei was completely stunned!

Fengshan arrived at the bathhouse, put his dirty clothes in a wooden tub, and carried it out to the stream to wash them.

Throughout the journey, Feng Shan suppressed his emotions until he reached the stream. There, he found a secluded spot and began to wail loudly.

He deserves to die for injuring Yan Nanfei!

He felt so guilty!

That's right, the reason why Fengshan doesn't do laundry at home is because he can't cry loudly.

Otherwise, Yan Nanfei would find out.

Even with the mountain closed, they dared not waste any time, fearing that Yan Nanfei might suddenly need water or to use the restroom, and there would be no one to serve her. So they washed clothes while crying.

After closing the mountain and crying, I also finished washing my clothes.

He composed himself and vigorously washed his face several times with the cool stream water.

He was worried that Yan Nanfei would notice his tears, so he washed his face with extra effort and care.

When Fengshan returned home, he was surprised to see Yan Nanfei getting out of bed and wandering around!

"My lady, why did you get out of bed?!" Feng Shan was shocked and threw the wooden basin on the ground. The clothes he had just washed rolled out and got dirty again.

"Huh?" Yan Nanfei didn't react in time. He felt a dizzying sensation and was then held in Feng Shan's arms.

"My lady, don't scare me!" Feng Shan hugged Yan Nanfei tightly, his heart pounding like a drum.

Yan Nanfei was suffocating from the choking, and could only struggle a couple of times: "Please hold me gently!"

Yan Nanfei felt that Feng Shan wasn't scared to death, but she was about to be strangled to death first!

Feng Shan finally let go, and Yan Nanfei quickly gasped for breath: "Feng Shan, calm down, listen to me!"

Yan Nanfei hurriedly said, "I was indeed in a lot of pain at the time, but after the medicine was applied, it stopped hurting, it really stopped hurting!"

Feng Shan didn't care about the pain; as long as the wound wasn't fully healed, he would have to take care of Yan Nanfei 24/7.

I have to check the wound every night to see if it's healed.

"My wife, my heart aches for you." Feng Shan carefully placed Yan Nanfei on the chair: "No matter how much your wound hurts, I will hold you until you are fully healed, no matter where you go."

Fengshan was worried that the already chafed skin would become worse due to friction from walking.

If the wound gets worse, I'll feel so guilty I'll die!

If that day ever comes, we won't want this culprit anymore when the mountain is closed!

Upon hearing this, Yan Nanfei's eyes widened: "You carry me everywhere you go?!"

Please, please don't do that!

Although it's comfortable to be carried, as you don't have to walk.

But carrying them too much can be tiring!

The person carrying the person gets tired, and the person being carried gets tired too.

“That’s right, my wife, wherever you go, I will carry you!” Feng Shan said solemnly, as if making a vow.

"Is it really that bad?" Yan Nanfei's lips twitched. This was way too exaggerated.

Although closing the mountain was an act of love for her, Yan Nanfei felt it wasn't quite right.

"You are my wife, of course I have to hold you when you're injured!" Feng Shan said with a matter-of-fact expression. "Besides, I'm the one who caused your injury..."

Seeing that the mood for the mountain closure had turned somber again, Yan Nanfei couldn't bear to see the handsome man unhappy!

"Okay, okay, we'll do it your way." Yan Nanfei felt sorry for him, hugged his head, and pulled him to her chest.

Fengshan: "..."

“My lady, this is a special time, please don’t start a fire…” Feng Shanyou’s eyes rippled, his body tensed involuntarily, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"I didn't do it on purpose, you're just misunderstanding..." Yan Nanfei explained guiltily.

There was no way around it; his lustful nature was ingrained in his bones, and Yan Nanfei would unconsciously let it slip out, hehe…

Feng Shan revealed a doting smile, his warm palm gently stroking Yan Nanfei's soft hair, his voice deep: "Hmm, I was overthinking it, my wife, don't be angry."

Seeing how cooperative Feng Shan was, Yan Nanfei couldn't help but pinch his handsome face: "Feng Shan, why do you spoil me so much? You clearly see through me, but you don't expose me and you even cooperate with me. I really love you to death!"

Yan Nanfei opened his arms for a hug: "Quickly hug me and spin me around!"

Yan Nanfei thought for a moment, then added, "It's kisses, hugs, and lifting me up high!"

Feng Shan picked up Yan Nanfei, lifted her high, spun her around, and then tilted his head back to kiss her pink lips.

At this moment, Yan Nanfei felt an intense sense of happiness.

She had never felt so cherished by someone before, and she wished she could be cherished by him forever.

Feng Shan's thin lips slowly parted from Yan Nanfei's luscious red lips, his deep eyes flashing with endless restraint: "My wife, let's end this here, okay? I feel like I'm losing control..."

Yan Nanfei blinked, looked at him, and said understandingly, "Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll sit and wait for you to come out. Is it okay if we don't walk?"

They stopped because they encountered a broken skin along the way, and they hadn't reached their destination yet.

Feng Shan didn't quite believe that Yan Nanfei would sit obediently, so he simply carried her back to the room and put her on the bed: "My wife, you sit obediently and watch."

Yan Nanfei narrowed her beautiful eyes lewdly, swallowed hard, and excitedly asked Feng Shan, "So you want me to be your audience?!"