Mu Yunshen said lightly, "Hmm, you got drunk last night and forced yourself on me."
Sitian, "..."
She thought he must be talking nonsense. She only remembered falling into the river last night, and then... she vaguely remembered he was going to give her an injection...
She bit her lip, "Did you... force me to get a shot last night?"
"Force you? Mrs. Mu, your choice of words really... puts me in a bad mood," Mu Yunshen squinted at her, a hint of mischief in his eyes, "It should be you forcing me. Smell the blanket."
Sitian didn't understand his meaning and turned her head to sniff, only to find the blanket full of his... whatever's scent...
Before she could ask, the man had already lightly explained, "Last night you insisted on finding a hot water bottle, and held onto your second husband, I couldn't resist, and so it happened."
The implication being — it's not his fault, but hers.
"..."
