"Mom? What's wrong?"
Liu Tian asked, puzzled.
Although she couldn't see, she also detected that something was amiss with the cry from just before.
Fang Lanxin had regained some clarity and glanced at her with a face full of panic and shyness, "Oh! I just pressed on my ribs, a bit too hard, it hurts!"
"Oh!"
Liu Tian nodded, ever so naive and thoughtless, "Then you should ask Brother Yang to be gentler!"
"Mm!"
Fang Lanxin responded, but her eyes were full of shame.
A tremendous sense of embarrassment made her shiver incessantly, unable to face her daughter, and somewhat daunted to look me in the eye. Just before, she had scolded me, telling me not to have improper thoughts, but now, she exposes such a discomposed state before me!
Seeing that I was staring at her lower body, she shuddered again, hastily clamped her legs together, and lifted her body to shield herself with a hand.
"Don't look!"
Her voice trembled, utterly shamed, her cheeks so red they could almost bleed.
