"When I woke up, I was having a terrible fever and hurting all over," Su Qianci said sullenly. "In addition, you… we did it for so long, so I was hurting down there as well. How can I tell whether it was you or someone else?"
Li Sicheng asked, "How is this my fault?"
"It is your fault!" she growled, staring at him. It seemed that she was about to cry again if he did not agree.
He chuckled and quickly said, "All right, my fault, it is my fault."
What a perfunctory answer!
She looked away and couldn't help smiling.
He leaned in and gazed at her, whispering, "You're no longer crying?"
She looked away, avoiding him. He approached her again, trying to get a kiss. She turned her head away again. His next try was still unsuccessful. He stopped trying and kissed her neck instead, making her let out a yelp.
