Qin Xue took the spiritual spring water and medicine and prepared to enter the room, hearing the heavy panting inside. As someone who had been through it before, she definitely knew what that sound was.
Forget it, she'd just wait outside; going in would make all three of them awkward.
"Hmm." Fang Xiu forcefully pushed Jing Xin away, wondering if this bastard knew he still had an injury.
"Xiuxiu." Jing Xin laid on Fang Xiu's shoulder, panting heavily.
"Jing Xin, you bastard." Fang Xiu was nearly angered to death by him.
"Yes, I'm only a bastard to you." Jing Xin breathed warm air into Fang Xiu's ear.
Fang Xiu's face visibly reddened. She had only been with Jing Xin for half a month since they got married.
After that came the news of his death, she was chased out of the house, then she gave birth to their child, and raised him alone.
It had been nearly two years since she had been that close to a man. The breath Jing Xin blew made her shiver all over, her heart trembling.
