"Why didn't you tell Mom you were injured?"
This son, obedient and sensible since childhood, matured early, but has never ceased to worry her!
Xing Chen's smile had not faded as he listened to his mother's reproach, and his tone became even lighter, "With Xiangsi here, there's no need to worry."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze towards Ran Xiangsi beside him, his eyes growing increasingly tender.
Xiangsi blushed under his gaze and quickly averted her eyes, feeling flustered.
Suddenly, she remembered last night...
He was injured, yet he still insisted!
Which left her having to take the initiative.
Ever since they had been together, it had always been him taking the lead.
She didn't know how, nor did she have the courage...
Last night, she had to take care of his injured hand, pay attention to the noises outside the door, and figure out how to position herself on top...
That mix of shame, grievance, and irresistible passion almost drove her crazy!
