"Okay, it's good! It's actually good!" Daisy screamed with excitement, jumping up and down on the bed, her face filled with excitement.
"What's good?" Grant rubbed his eyes, still groggy and not quite understanding.
"My leg, it's healed! There's not even a scar left!" Daisy was overjoyed, placing her thigh in front of Grant's face. She had removed the ointment that was applied on it, revealing the white and smooth skin without any scars.
"That's great, as long as you're okay." Grant said, thinking that it would be a pity if such a beautiful leg was scarred.
"Thank you, husband." Daisy kissed Grant on the face and left in high spirits.
Grant was still not fully awake, he touched his face and smiled.
"She's becoming more and more proactive. I wonder when I'll have the chance to really kiss her." Grant licked his lips, looking forward to the taste of a real kiss.
Little did he know that Daisy had been longing for him to take the initiative for a long time.
