Hearing his explanation, Song Yan finally realized what he meant.
She looked somewhat embarrassed, heaven knows what had been going through her mind for her to misunderstand so easily.
Song Yan silently pulled up her pant leg, today she was wearing a pair of black, slim-fit jeans which took quite an effort to pull up above her knee.
There was some redness at the knee, but no swelling, it seemed that it wasn't serious enough to have injured the bone.
"It's not a big deal."
But Song Yan still felt pain.
It seemed her pain threshold was lower than others', even a little pain was unbearable for her, let alone such a harsh bump.
It was all because her thoughts weren't pure, and she had entertained wicked thoughts, hence this retribution!
You asked for it, Song Yan!
Seeing her pained expression, Gu Chenxiao squatted down in front of her, grasping her calf with one hand and pressing on her knee with the other, gently rubbing it.
