Ye Nuanxi couldn't help but cry and laugh at the same time, but when her gaze fell on the man's forehead, densely covered with sweat beads, her heart fiercely tightened. Subconsciously, she crawled out of the bushes and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Look at you now, it's questionable whether you can even keep your lower body intact, yet you dare to worry about such trivial things down there, idiot!"
When she uttered those words, Ye Nuanxi herself was startled by her tone, especially the word "idiot," which unexpectedly took on a flirtatiously coy meaning...
Huo Beichen suddenly froze, staring blankly at Ye Nuanxi. After a long while, he looked toward the crowd rushing toward them and chuckled, "If there's nothing wrong with my lower body, does that mean you should consider taking care of me for the rest of my life?"
"We'll talk if there's no problem!"
Ye Nuanxi: "..."
