"Sister Shan, it looks like I'll have to treat you frequently, your condition hasn't improved much at all."
Feeling that her condition hadn't changed much, Wu Xiaoshan said with a smile.
Yang Zishan bit her lip tightly, unable to speak.
It took a while for Wu Xiaoshan to finally stop.
Only then did Yang Zishan finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Phew, Xiaoshan, how much longer will it take to cure me?"
"That depends on the situation, after all, this is too slow. It'd be better if I just did it directly, otherwise..."
Wu Xiaoshan's body leaned slightly, taking Yang Zishan down with him.
"Wait."
Yang Zishan cried out in haste, struggling to sit up.
"Sister Shan, can't you let go yet?" Wu Xiaoshan asked with a helpless look on his face.
Their relationship had become very intimate, but Yang Zishan still couldn't break through her psychological barriers.
Maybe I should just force it! thought Wu Xiaoshan, but he immediately dismissed the idea.
