Tang Yaoyao lay there for a while, then asked, "Fourth brother, are you feeling unwell?"
"?" Xiao Jinhan asked, "What's wrong?"
Tang Yaoyao just felt that he was too calm. Before, he would react if she touched him a couple of times.
This will result in absolutely no response.
Have you gotten sick from holding it in again?
She looked at him directly.
Xiao Jinhan's body was tense, and he had to pretend to be calm when he touched Tang Yaoyao's body.
But this little vixen was a bit ungrateful and kept teasing him.
Following her gaze, Xiao Jinhan's brows furrowed slightly.
He rolled over and pinned her beneath him, his voice low and husky, asking seductively, "Am I uncomfortable? Do you want to try?"
It was her imagination.
They didn't realize how dangerous a man could be.
She could already feel his burning body, his heavy breathing, and his deep, soulful eyes that seemed to draw her in.
At that moment, I suddenly chickened out.
Her face flushed slightly, perhaps from the heat he had given her: "Never mind then, I'll just go to sleep."
Xiao Jinhan pinched her nose and sighed.
Considering she was injured and exhausted.
It's impossible to really harm her.
"Then I'll stay with you while you sleep."
Xiao Jinhan kissed the top of her head, wanting only to spend a little time with her.
Tang Yaoyao said, "It's so good to have you."
She nestled in Xiao Jinhan's arms and quickly fell asleep.
That sense of security, knowing that with him there, everything would be alright.
When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.
Xiao Jinhan was still by her side, only he had changed his clothes.
She rubbed her eyes and realized that Xiao Jinhan hadn't slept at all; he had been staying by her side the whole time.
"Aren't you asleep?"
Xiao Jinhan stared at her: "Watching you sleep is a kind of enjoyment. I can lie here and never get up."
The sweet talk came too fast; Tang Yaoyao hadn't even had time to react before she lightly kicked him with her foot: "Xiao Laosi, what are you saying, you lewd thing!"
Then I got out of bed.
Xiao Jinhan raised an eyebrow, not thinking he had said anything wrong.
The most likely explanation is that she was just shy.
When Tang Yaoyao came down, she saw Madam Xiao in the kitchen, with a maid beside her.
She asked, "Should this ginger be cut into smaller pieces or larger pieces?"
The maid said, "A blockbuster, a blockbuster will do."
"Alright then." Madam Xiao was slicing ginger.
She clearly rarely did this kind of work; she cut very slowly, but very carefully.
Each slice was cut very evenly.
After cutting it: "I'll just boil water and put the ginger slices in to cook, right?"
"Yes, madam, making ginger soup is very easy."
Madam Xiao sighed, "Alas, it's easy for you, but not for me. If it doesn't taste good, wouldn't it make my son suffer?"
The maid said, "If Miss Tang knew how much effort Madam put into it, she would definitely drink it all."
These words pleased Madam Xiao, and she couldn't help but smile: "I hope so. Actually, as long as she doesn't think about those unhappy things, I'll be at ease."
"I'm afraid she has too good a memory and won't be able to forget."
As a girl, I just can't understand that kind of thing.
"I hope my son will like the ginger soup I make."
"Add more sugar, make it sweet, and she'll like it."
Madam Xiao was talking to herself.
Making ginger soup is a great pleasure.
Tang Yaoyao felt incredibly warm inside; this kindness had reached its peak.
She didn't know what to say.
She took a few steps and called out, "Mom."
Madam Xiao turned her head: "Oh dear, Yaoyao is awake. Mom made you something..."
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