"I'm feeling a bit unwell..."
"Let me do it, then!"
...
Su Luo had no idea how she fell asleep. In her muddled perception, she felt a man using a warm towel to wipe her face and hands.
She thought in a daze: Ah, she hadn't managed to clean herself up before she got busy today, but luckily, she had thoroughly washed herself from head to toe for half an hour yesterday. Surely, the man wouldn't find her repulsive, right?
When she woke up the next day, her body was sore and weak.
She remembered that her first time in her previous life didn't feel this severe.
Supporting her waist, she got up and saw the man sitting sprightly on the couch by the window, deeply engrossed in a book.
