The entire process was arduous for Wen Xinya.
After cleaning up Si Yiyan’s wound, the doctor put him on the drip and gave him some detailed instructions on the things to look out for during his recuperation period. The doctor then left the operating room.
Extremely nervous, Wen Xinya listened to the sound of the door being closed and heaved a sigh of relief. She suddenly realized that her back was drenched in sweat.
Wen Xinya finally realized that she was still wearing the gown that she wore during the banquet. The heavy gown was wrapped tightly around her body and it trailed all the way onto the ground. The stickiness and moisture from her sweat made her feel like fainting, and there was a dull ache in her scalp because of her tight hairdo. She could not put the tension into words, and her elegant and beautiful gold jewelry suddenly felt heavy and made her neck ache.
Staring at her face that was as pale as a sheet, Si Yiyan felt that her skin looked a little translucent and she was breathtakingly beautiful. At the same time, she also looked rather vulnerable. Feeling a little heartbroken, he held her hand and said, “I’ve lost so much blood. I’ll need you to help me nourish my body, Milady.”
Previously, she made him drink medicinal blood-nourishing soups for two consecutive weeks and also served him with herbal dishes after he suffered an injury on his arm.
Choking in between sobs, Wen Xinya said, “I must make the soups taste terrible and feed them to you whenever you get injured in the future, so as to make sure that you don’t get injured again.” As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that she sounded a little inappropriate. After “touching wood” for a few times, she said, “I don’t want you to get injured ever again.”
This time, it was all her fault for making him get injured.
In fact, she was always part of the reason for his injuries.
“Don’t cry anymore, your makeup is all messed up and you look like a cat.” Her face was covered in dirt and mud which were mixed with her tears. She looked extremely pitiful, and Si Yiyan’s heart immediately crumbled as he took sympathy on her. He reached a hand out to wipe the mud away from her face gently.
Wen Xinya finally realized how disheveled she looked. Staring at him with tears in her eyes, she retorted. “You’re the cat.”
Si Yiyan laughed again.
Wen Xinya clenched her fists in a bid to punch him. However, she could not bear to do it after being reminded of the fact that he was still injured. Glowering at him, she barked. “You’re not allowed to laugh.”
Si Yiyan began to laugh even more vigorously, making Wen Xinya feel incredibly infuriated. “I said, stop laughing!”
Si Yiyan extended his hand and pulled her into his embrace before pinning her down beneath him swiftly and smoothly, with a commanding aura.
Wen Xinya pushed him away and refuted. “Don’t, you’re still injured!”
Si Yiyan turned Wen Xinya over and made her kneel on the bed, after which he untied the ribbon on her back. “My arm may be wounded, but it doesn’t affect my body’s abilities.”
The injury was way too trivial to him. Yet, she kicked up such a huge fuss.
Wen Xinya felt as if her entire back was exposed. Anxious and embarrassed, she exclaimed, “But you’re still on the drip!”
Actually, she was not that resistant towards it. God knew how regretful she felt about turning him down in the car. At this moment… she was only hesitant about it because she was worried about his injury.
“I am injured and on the drip, so Baby, you must cooperate with me.”
Si Yiyan had already removed all of her clothes and even ripped her exorbitant gown into pieces because of how eager he was. The shreds of fabric were strewn all over the ground messily.
Wen Xinya began to lose her rationality, though she still vehemently turned him down. “The doctor said that you have to refrain from strenuous activity for the time being, so as to prevent your wound from opening up…”
Placing a hand on her waist and feeling her body quiver beneath him, Si Yiyan chuckled and said, “In that case, we’ll make it less strenuous.”
After racking her brains, Wen Xinya suddenly said, “But I haven’t showered and am very filthy.”
What kind of an excuse is that? Si Yiyan burst into laughter and said, “Don’t worry, I’m definitely dirtier than you are.”
His body was still stained with blood.
Wen Xinya’s mind was sent into a frenzy as she realized that she could not find a reason to turn him down.
Soon, they were both stripped down to nothing.
Wen Xinya’s skin was much more sensitive because she was exposed in the cold. “Yan…”
“We haven’t had the chance to be lustful ghosts… shall we now rise to Heaven?”
Si Yiyan pressed his body against her slender spine and rubbed it against her jade-like skin while sucking on her earlobe. He nibbled on it and pulled it playfully before breathing heavily into her ear.
“Alright!” Wen Xinya exclaimed in a shaky voice.
