Han Zhan's injury had already healed, and his wound looked tender and fragile. Song Ci squatted by the sofa and checked the wound on Han Zhan's leg. She finally smiled. "Now you don't need to drink medicine anymore."
Hearing this, Han Zhan grabbed Song Ci up to his lap and pressed her into his arms. "Can we play other poses now?" Han Zhan only cared about this.
Song Ci tapped Han Zhan's forehead. "Old hooligan, your mind is full of dirty thoughts. No wonder you always like to drink wolfberries. You must be suffering from kidney deficiency!"
Han Zhan pinched her waist and said shamelessly, "I don't have a kidney deficiency. It's all your fault for being so capable. You always have a way to make my kidney deficient."
Song Ci couldn't win against Han Zhan and her cheeks turned slightly red.
Song Fei stood in the corridor, brazenly listening to this adulterous couple flirt. When they stopped talking, she reached out and knocked on the door.
