"Ah, it hurts so much!" Yan Xiaosu clutched the white sheet tightly, which was soaked with sweat.
"Be patient, baby, it will be over soon." Mo Lingyue caressed her pain and rubbed it hard.
"Oh, it hurts, it hurts!" Yan Xiaosu cried out in pain.
"Okay, I'll try to be as gentle as possible." Mo Lingyue said softly in a low voice, gently sliding her fingers over her painful area.
"It still hurts so much!" Yan Xiaosu bit the quilt in dissatisfaction and made a sound.
"Oh! Yan Xiaosu! What are you going to do!" Mo Lingyue got angry, slapped the potion on the table, and stood up from the bed.
"But it really hurts." Yan Xiaosu brushed her lips, damn Mo Lingyue! She wiped them so hard, she couldn't even scream a few times!?
"Do it yourself!" Mo Lingyue put the potion and cotton swab into her hand and said with a frown.
Yan Xiaosu originally thought that Mo Lingyue was going to do something, but she didn't expect that he was just going to apply medicine for herself.
However, Mo Lingyue said something before that that made Yan Xiaosu so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground: "My lips are swollen and ugly. I am embarrassed to say that you are my wife."
"Hiss--" As soon as the cotton swab touched her lips, Yan Xiaosu couldn't help but take a breath. How could she wipe it? She couldn't see it! Moreover, she was lying on her stomach!
"Idiot!" Mo Lingyue reached out and knocked Yan Xiaosu on the head, then took the cotton swab and wiped it gently for her.
"Didn't you want me to wipe it myself?" Yan Xiaosu complained dissatisfiedly and rolled her eyes.
After hearing this, Mo Lingyue increased her strength.
"Hiss—" Yan Xiaosu gasped in pain, damn Mo Lingyue!
