...
Waking up sore all over, it was already evening.
Outside the window, the sound of rain had become quieter; inside, two wall lamps were lit.
The dim light created a cozy atmosphere in the room.
Beside her, the man was still sound asleep.
Recalling those chaotic scenes, she was truly speechless about this man.
Clearly, he was still injured, yet he still...
Thinking of this, she raised her hand and pinched him, slightly annoyed, she muttered, "Bastard."
Mu Jingnan closed his eyes, initially wanting to wait to hear what she would say, but only ended up hearing her cursing.
He wrapped his arm tightly around her, pulling her body close to him, his voice was hoarse and low, "Honey, did I not take good care of you?"
"What if I say no?"
Slowly opening his eyes, his dark pupils were exceptionally deep, "Then I can only... take care of you again."
"Can you manage?"
Situ Yunshu gave him a sidelong glance; he was injured!
