The woman's delicate sobs were not heard in the sound of the rain.

The dimly lit room was strangely enchanting.

Li Xian frowned, and Xu Nuo's sobs trembled: "Li Xian, it hurts so much, waaaah, no more, stop."

Li Xian's gaze was filled with pity, but his strong arms still held her hands and pressed her knees firmly against his legs.

He gritted his teeth and didn't stop, but Xu Nuo struggled violently, and the needle almost pierced her skin. He was startled and quickly moved the needle away.

She was crying so hard that his heart ached. He threw the needle back onto the gauze, turned around, and pulled her into his arms, whispering to comfort her, "Nuonuo, there's one last one."

Upon hearing that there was more, Xu Nuo kicked him while crying, but ended up getting a blood blister and cried out in pain, "Waaaaah, Li Xian, you're bullying me, waaaaaah!"

“I didn’t…” Li Xian was afraid that she would kick and rub against her wound again, so he quickly pulled her into his arms, patted her back gently, and helped her catch her breath.

Xu Nu cried pitifully, her eyes red: "I already said I didn't want it, but you still came, waaaaaaah!"

His breathing grew heavier, and Li Xian's eyes became misty.

The person in his arms was soft and delicate, sweet as poppy, bewitching him. Her hazy, watery eyes now held a deadly allure, and her sobs were like silken threads, stimulating his nerves.

He bit his tongue hard, lowered his head, and gently pressed his fingertips against her tears. He felt a pang of heartache and apologized to her, "Yes, it's my fault, Nuonuo. I'm bad, I'm bad."

He gently stroked her back, slowly calming the cat down a bit. The cat, with teary eyes, angrily hit him, pouting and crying, "Hmph, I hate you so much!"

The man held the delicate young girl in his arms, his hand resting on the back of her head, tenderly kissing away the wetness from her eyelashes.

He whispered "Nuonuo" into her earlobe again and again.

Xu Nuo whimpered in his arms, "I told you to stop, but you didn't stop. You didn't listen to me."

"..." He pursed his lips, unable to refute, and whispered an apology close to her ear: "I'm sorry."

The spoiled brat, taking advantage of her pampered status, pressed her advantage: "Hmph, I'm not happy."

He looked at her pitifully, like a pet that had done something wrong, while she proudly raised her head: "From now on, whatever I say goes. Be an obedient man."

The tall, burly man's face stiffened. Seeing her lips fall, he immediately nodded obediently and assured her, "Okay."

After coaxing her for a long time, Xu Nuo, with a lazy and sleepy look in her eyes, coughed in his arms. Li Xian immediately looked down and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

In a childish, pitiful voice, she said, "I feel like throwing up."

Perhaps feeling nauseous from crying, Li Xian quickly lifted her up, wrapped her in a thin blanket, and held her in his arms.

He looked at her with concern and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Xu Nuo pretended to be unhappy and deliberately snorted, taking the opportunity to negotiate: "We'll do it tomorrow, not today."

“…Okay.” Afraid of making her cry again, he nodded. Seeing that she still looked weak, he asked, “Are you hungry?”

Upon hearing this, Xu Nuo did indeed feel a little hungry, sniffing, "A little."

"I'll steam some eggs for you." It was cold outside, and Li Xian wanted to put her on the bed, but Xu Nuo clung to his neck and acted coquettishly, so he had no choice but to carry her to the kitchen.

Sitting on the stool, Xu Nuo held warm water in her hands and sipped it slowly, watching the man's busy figure, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Li Xian beat three eggs, steamed them in a pot over water, and then placed two sweet potatoes in the fire.

Xu Nuo's eyes lit up: "Roasted sweet potatoes."

He looked over, his eyes as gentle as water.