After their playful teasing, it was indeed late. Mu Xiangwan wanted to get out of the bed, but Su Chaoyang refused to let go, resulting in another round of tug of war.
"Alright, if you continue to struggle, my wound will start to hurt again!"
"Then let go of me!"
"I want to sleep with you in my arms..."
Looking at the man's pitiful eyes with a hint of mischief gleaming within, Mu Xiangwan shyly glared at him, "Wait till later... Look at your severely injured leg, what if I accidentally touched it––"
"You sleep on this side, it won't happen..."
"..." Ah, how was it that she just realized now that Su Chaoyang, this seemingly invincible special forces soldier, could be so clingy and thick-skinned?
However, thinking about how all this came from his love and unwillingness to part with her, Mu Xiangwan's heart felt as sweet as if she had taken a sip of honey.
"Wanwan..." Su Chaoyang could tell that she was hesitating, so he called her name even more tenderly.
