His imagination ran wild. The scenes from last night flooded into his mind. Although he hadn't broken through her last line of defense, he had almost done everything.
Nalan Chunbo faked a cough, then turned around and continued spooning the soup to hide his red cheeks. "Why did you come out?"
Wen Shan pursed her lips. Shouldn't he be rushing over to help her?
She was pissed off now!
Nalan Chunbo had wanted to help her, but was embarrassed to find that he was aroused by looking at her in that state.
He didn't want to scare Wen Shan. Besides, her back was still hurt.
"It's just a little sore, but it isn't so painful. I can still walk," Wen Shan muttered, standing at the doorway of the kitchen and looking at the man inside. She opened her mouth to ask him if he was upset, but she was afraid that the answer might not be what she wanted.
