Then why can Su Yan help Xu Yilin, but not herself?
Chen Mo couldn't say for sure either. Although he knew the secret technique, he didn't understand medicine as completely as Su Yan did. After all, it wasn't his field of study. He had learned the technique recklessly, and even he wasn't clear about its effects.
Many things had been told to him by others, and Yan Peipei seemed to know the most.
"So if you can restrict it, the second time I met you..."
"It was precisely because I restricted it too harshly that I ended up that way. You can't let that happen to me again."
Chen Mo stepped forward for a kiss, and Su Yan tiptoed up, her lithe feet delicately lifting in a way that seemed exceptionally graceful.
There was water in the bathtub, and Chen Mo stripped himself, leading Su Yan into it.
Both of them in the same bathtub, Chen Mo looked Su Yan up and down.
"What are you looking at?"
"Your figure, it's not a bit inferior to Xu Yilin's."
"Don't compare me with her."
