Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

"I...I can't hold it in much longer!"

At this moment, Zhuang Jingwen was extremely distressed. Since Ye Fan had tended to her injuries last night, she hadn't yet visited the restroom.

She had thought that after a night's sleep, her waist injury would feel much better. However, when she tried to move, the pain, sharp as needle pricks, almost made her break out in cold sweat.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Ye Fan didn't hesitate any longer. He stepped forward, gently picked Zhuang Jingwen up from the bed, and headed towards the restroom.

It had to be said that Zhuang Jingwen had a great figure, curvaceous and resilient. She was probably about one meter seventy tall, weighing just over a hundred pounds, especially her slender waist, soft as if boneless.

"Yingying!"

Picked up by Ye Fan, Zhuang Jingwen was so embarrassed she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Although being carried by Ye Fan reduced her pain a little, it still unavoidably touched her wounds, and she couldn't help but let out a moan, which made her feel even more ashamed.

Zhuang Jingwen naturally possessed a flirtatious charm, every frown and smile carrying endless allure. At that moment, with a soft moan, she made Ye Fan's mouth go dry.

Especially with Zhuang Jingwen emitting a subtle and faint body fragrance, it was a severe stimulus to Ye Fan's neural senses.

Quickly arriving at the restroom, Ye Fan lifted the toilet lid and gently placed Zhuang Jingwen down, "Sister Jingwen, take your time, I'll wait outside!"

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing Ye Fan about to leave, Zhuang Jingwen hurriedly called him back.

"What is it, Sister Jingwen?" Ye Fan asked in surprise.

Feeling her cheeks burning hot, Zhuang Jingwen suppressed her shyness, "I can't move properly, can you help me undo my pants?"

"Ah? Undo...undo your pants?" Ye Fan immediately felt his mouth go dry.

Zhuang Jingwen dared not look directly into Ye Fan's eyes, "Yes, please help me undo them. I can't do it with my left hand!"

Ye Fan then noticed that Zhuang Jingwen was wearing a pair of blue jeans, which were fastened with a red belt. Indeed, it would be difficult for her to undo it one-handed.

"Well...okay then," Ye Fan swallowed hard.

There was no denying that Zhuang Jingwen was beautiful. If perfection was a hundred points, Ye Fan would give Zhuang Jingwen a hundred and twenty.

The beauty of Zhuang Jingwen was different from other pretty women; it was filled with mature charm, like a ripe peach that one can't resist biting into.

There's a saying that cuteness is worthless in front of sexiness, and Zhuang Jingwen was the pinnacle of mature sexiness, the very definition of a woman capable of causing the downfall of nations.

Ye Fan had experienced the joys of intimacy, and in such an amorous situation, it would be a lie to claim he had no impure thoughts.

However, Ye Fan had strong self-control. He took a deep breath, turned around, and unfastened Zhuang Jingwen's red ladies' belt, then looked away, "Sister Jingwen, I've undone the belt for you. You can handle the rest!"

"Mm-hmm!" Zhuang Jingwen blushed so deeply it was as if water could drip from her face.

Her father, Zhuang Yan, had been the number one figure in the Gray Zone ten years ago, and Zhuang Jingwen had rarely interacted with men since she was young.

After a sudden change of events, she went into hiding and spent a full ten years in Tianhu Mountain Villa, developing her reclusive nature. In those ten years, other than interactions with male customers at her barbecue stall, she hadn't had any contact with men.

Since she had been injured last night, this status quo had been completely shattered.

To treat her, Ye Fan had not only seen her upper body but today also touched her skin on the way to the restroom, causing her heart to flutter with indescribable feelings she couldn't put into words.

Fortunately, Ye Fan had only helped her undo the belt of her jeans. If Ye Fan had to take her pants off for her, she definitely would have been too embarrassed to face anyone.

Ye Fan stepped out of the restroom, taking another deep breath. This sort of scene was truly hard to resist.

If he claimed to feel nothing, then he would indeed be a saint, perfectly suited to become a monk.

A minute later, Jingwen's shy voice came from the bathroom, "Ye Fan, I'm ready, could you come and help me?"

"Got it!"

Ye Fan returned to the bathroom, where Jingwen had pulled up her jeans, but needed help fastening her belt.

Jingwen's face was flushed. Although nothing was exposed, Ye Fan had a clear view of her intimate garments and abdomen.

"Sss! Black again, that's quite wild!"

Accidentally glancing at Jingwen's underclothes, he felt unsettled inside; the sight was incredibly tempting.

Fearing he might lose control and make a mistake, Ye Fan quickly reached out to fasten Jingwen's belt, and in the process, he touched her abdomen again.

Smooth and delicate, it was blissfully refreshing.

"Mmm!"

With Ye Fan's touch on her skin, Jingwen couldn't help but let out a moan. For some reason, she felt weak all over and her face and ears turned red with his touch.

"Ahem!"

Hearing that moan, Ye Fan became even more restless; he could only suppress the turmoil within him and gently lifted Jingwen to place her on the bed.

The moment he laid Jingwen's soft and delicate body down, Ye Fan turned and said, "Sister Jingwen, it's almost noon, I'll go make you a nutritious meal!"

Having said that, Ye Fan dashed out of the master bedroom, and once outside, he quickly washed his face with cool water, telling himself to stay calm.

"This is so embarrassing!"

Inside the master bedroom, Jingwen covered her face, feeling the heat on her cheeks; she felt she could hardly face Ye Fan anymore.

Tianhu Mountain Villa lived up to its reputation as one of the top three villas in the Central Plains, with a large supermarket inside that sold high-end fruits and vegetables.

Ye Fan picked a few vegetables and soon returned to the villa. His cooking skills were quite good, and before long, the delicious aroma of food filled the villa.

"Sister Jingwen, it's time to eat!"

It wasn't long before Ye Fan brought the steaming dishes to the master bedroom.

"I didn't expect you to be such a good cook!" Jingwen expressed her surprise.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Ruoxue has to work usually, and Ling'er comes home to eat every day, so I've been learning cooking at home. After a few years, I think my skills are pretty decent! Sister Jingwen, if you think it's not bad, you can eat more!"

"Then... feed me!" After a pause, Jingwen shyly spoke up.

"Sure!"

With an injury in her waist, Jingwen couldn't sit up comfortably, so Ye Fan had to feed her himself.

After a gentle taste, Jingwen's eyes lit up: "It is indeed good, Su Ruoxue is so lucky to have found a good man like you!"

"Ah, just so-so, good enough for daily life!" Ye Fan laughed softly.

Gurgle gurgle!

Suddenly, there was a strange sound from Jingwen's abdomen.

The next moment, Jingwen's expression froze, and she said with immense embarrassment, "I... I might need to go to the bathroom again, maybe you could carry me there first!"

"You're kidding? Again?"

Ye Fan's face showed shock, and he couldn't help but recall the scene inside the bathroom just before.