Even though it was winter, the two of them weren't wearing much indoors because of the heating.
Mu Xiangwan was listening to the man's increasingly heavy breaths in her ear, belatedly realizing that a certain part of his body was slowly awakening, toasting the outer edge of her thigh.
Er-
She wasn't a three-year-old child, and having read so many comics, she knew precisely what this meant.
However, under these circumstances... it clearly wouldn't work.
Not to mention her mother's stern advice, they were both injured and in a hospital room, so nothing could possibly happen.
Mu Xiangwan, flushed with embarrassment, felt his bodily change but without the nerve to mention it, tightened her grip on his clothes with her uninjured hand.
Su Chaoyang also knew that they couldn't proceed. Yet, the idea of giving up was too difficult to bear. So he opted for a small indulgence, slipping his hand under her sweater, caressing her smooth skin.
