Bai Xianyu imagined that scene of Xie Xingyun with silver hair and in his seventies or eighties, climbing over the wall, clumsily holding some of a little girl's favorite food.
As she thought about it, she suddenly laughed. The stagnant atmosphere instantly became relaxed.
"Can you still climb over the wall at that time? Be careful of breaking your back."
Xie Xingyun chuckled. "I'll give it to you even if I hurt my back."
Bai Xianyu quietly covered herself with the blanket more tightly. The way Xie Xingyun looked earlier really frightened her. Looking at the crazy expression in his eyes, she thought that Xie Xingyun was going to do something to her.
But other than kissing her lips, ears, and neck, he did not do anything overboard.
Bai Xianyu pursed her lips. She did feel better after taking off her clothes, but her wound hurt a little.
Xie Xingyun sensed her gaze and stood up. "I'll get the medicine for you. Bear with it for now."
