Ugly Wife Of Blind Man

The Part 27

In the morning, sunlight shone on the transparent glass in the ward. Outside the window, there was occasionally the sound of birds chirping.

In the hospital bed, Victor opened his eyes. He woke up much slower than usual.

Feeling something warm in his arms, Victor lowered his head. Valerie's head kept digging as if not enough, black hair touching her face from time to time making Victor itch. He gripped the waist in the embrace.

Victor felt something was different. Why is this woman's waist thinner than last night? His large hand measured it again, how could it be so thin?

Victor's a little irritated. Valerie can be skinny too fast, she is a bit unhappy because if she hugs her it is not as comfortable as when her body is fatter.

But most importantly, the smell of milk made her sleep very soundly throughout the night. The feeling of hugging his fragrant body was not bad. Victor's lips curved.

At this moment, Valerie was twitching, her cheeks rubbing against Victor's chest, her hands tightly wrapped around the man's waist, and her whole body seemed to be united with Victor. Perhaps due to moving too much, the hem of his clothes raised by accident.

The palm of Victor's hand accidentally touched the skin of his waist, the fingertips rubbed it, Victor was rather surprised. The palms touch completely. Why so soft and soft?

Victor gripped and touched her again, a gentle touch made him enjoy it.

Valerie woke up from the pain and tingling in her waist. He opened his sleepy eyes with a wide chest. He blinked. Something that touched her waist she kept feeling, Valerie raised her head. He saw a sexy standout jakun, a perfect chin, and an uneven scar on the side of his face.

Valerie stunned. He.. sleep in Victor's arms?

"Wake up?" A hoarse and lazy voice sounded above his head.

Valerie was so shocked that she wanted to get away from him. "Ma-af, I didn't mean it.."

Valerie lowered her head and looked at Victor's hand that was still touching his waist. "Can you let go of your hand?"

Victor even played around making Valerie embarrassed and more amused at the waist held by the man. "Why are you holding him? That's not comfortable."

Victor was upset. He did not want to let go, because he felt Valerie's waist was very soft and pleasant.

"You were the one who took the initiative to embrace me last night, you were also the one who took the initiative to use me." Victor smiled narrowed. "You have said that you promised not to disturb my sleep, but almost every night you deny it and embrace me. Why are you so reluctant when I touch you? Isn't that unfair?"

"I. I.." Valerie blushed in embarrassment. He didn't know what to say to deny his words.

Valerie bit her lips to the ground. He could only silently look at Victor. "You may touch, but only my waist."

Victor raised an eyebrow. Suddenly he wanted to tease her. "Can't you touch the others?"

Valerie glared at him with her face turning red. "... What's the other one?"

Victor's hand that was still at his waist crept onto his delicate back. "Maybe this?"

Valerie felt as if she was electrocuted by her touch. He tried to let go of his hand and move away. Stuttered embarrassed. "You.."

As Valerie moved away, Victor's hand slipped off. He felt empty when the soft skin was no longer on his palm.

Valerie immediately ran to the bathroom in a hurry.

Valerie eased her embarrassment upon arriving at the bathroom. He increasingly realized this man was so shameless!

Every morning Valerie reflected, there was always a stark difference from the day before. And at the moment, he's really much better.

Her big eyes were bright, if crying then it would look very pitiful. His skin was almost completely white and bright. The features of her face were smooth and pale, looking very beautiful. Valerie doesn't know how pretty she will be.

***

"Why don't you eat?" valerie asked as she looked at Victor who was just playing a spoon.

"No cake."

Valerie guess, after Victor got allergic to his homemade cake yesterday, he didn't want the mango cake for a while. However, it was not expected that he wanted a cake now.

Suddenly Victor turned his head and said sneering. "Ah, you think I'm afraid of mango cakes because of pastries yesterday, huh?"

Exactly it. Valerie looked at him silently. Looks like he underestimated Victor's love for the cake.

"There's no cake vendor around here. Maybe you'll eat it after you get home from the hospital."

Valerie wasn't sure if she made it. Will Victor eat it after the allergy? There is no place to make cakes.

"I want to eat it now" Victor insisted.

Valerie sighed and softened her voice. "Victor, the red spots on your face haven't healed yet, do you want to add more red spots and make your face ugly? Besides, I hear you can't eat cake for a while."

"Whether it's true or not, I'm worried about you." Valerie added seriously. "You look so handsome, if that red spot increases, I'm afraid your good looks are blocked."

Victor was silent. He simply stirred the porridge and did not ask for any more cake.

Valerie smiled silently.

"I heard earlier that doctors prescribed the drug. After breakfast, you'll have to grease me." Victor's voice came suddenly. He touched his cheek and ruled. "Don't forget to buy me a cake tomorrow."

Valerie was almost choked by the porridge.

***

After breakfast Victor was lying down and waiting for Valerie to put the medicine on him. Valerie who was holding the ointment prescribed by the doctor approached Victor.

"Close your eyes. I'm afraid I accidentally hit this drug on your eye."

"Bother."

After opening the lid, Valerie took out a white ointment with her fingertips. He reached out to Victor's face, and carefully applied the ointment to the red spot.

Victor knows that Valerie is very close at the moment. Not only did he smell her scent, but his warm breath sprayed onto his face.

After a while, Valerie asked. "Is it still itchy?

Victor did not answer because he was lazy. However, in the next second he felt him blow his face several times. A soft voice greeted again. "Is this more comfortable?"

Victor clenched his hand. He felt his anger growing. Not only on the face, but on the waist and stomach. Victor frowned.

After finishing it, Valerie reminded. "Don't touch the part that has been smeared with ointment later."

Valerie put down the ointment and was about to wash her hands, but suddenly Victor said. "Body and my hands too."

"Huh? Your body?" Valerie's confused.

"Why not?"

Victor felt comfortable as Valerie smeared the medicine. He smiles. "Do you want me as a blind man to smear it yourself?"

Victor opened one by one his buttons revealing his wide chest.

Valerie took a deep breath and cursed. This guy!

Valerie tried as quietly as she could. He took the ointment back and approached. Valerie reached out a hand. As her fingertips touched her cold chest, Valerie trembled. He endured the embarrassment, let alone the contact of the two so closely.

Victor slightly stiffened his jaw due to his touch. He felt even more itchy as the soft finger rubbed against his chest. "Why are your movements so weak?"

Valerie who was nervous, immediately felt annoyed. "Stop talking."

Victor raised an eyebrow indifferently.

When Valerie took the ointment again. The next second, he accidentally touched his sensitive spot.

Victor grunted lowly with his body stiffened.

Valerie was so scared that she pulled her hand back. "Did I hurt you?"

"No." Victor said straightforwardly. "Do you know that the place you touch is a sensitive point for men? Are you teasing me?"

Valerie flushed and glared at him. "Who teases you! You yourself asked me to apply medicine to you!"

"I did ask for it, then why did you touch it there?"

"Ak-u. I didn't mean it!" stir Valerie hard with her face getting flushed.

"Oh, huh?"

"Stop teasing me!" cetus Valerie's. He put the ointment in the man's hand. "Done yourself! I'll be out for a minute!"

Without waiting for her answer, Valerie immediately waltzed away going out.

Victor, who was left behind, clasped the ointment tightly. The corner of his mouth is curved. "Am I teasing him?"

In that silent ward, the low and magnetic laughter of the man was clearly heard.