"Qiao'er, let's continue," Xiao Long said.
"Qi Qi said your meridians are severely damaged and your organs haven't completely recovered. Maybe... we should wait until next time," Su Qianqian suggested.
Li Qiao'er also wanted to continue, but more than experiencing that wonderful pleasure, she was concerned about Wang Xiaolong's health.
If indulging in that intimate act worsened his condition, she would live in deep self-reproach and guilt for the rest of her life.
However, Wang Xiaolong repeatedly shook his head, "I'm very clear about my condition, don't worry. It's just damaged meridians. As soon as it's daylight, I can find a few herbs to fix it!"
"Really?"
"Of course, would I joke about my own life?" he responded.
"Then... then be careful," she warned.
Due to the previous haste, Li Qiao'er hadn't dressed properly.
Her disheveled hair fell across her forehead, adding a hazy allure to her increasingly blurred eyes.
