When Song Nanqiao woke up, it was already the next morning, but she didn’t feel hungry.
She tried to adjust her breathing and felt that her body was recovering quickly. The pain from yesterday had subsided, and when she tried to move her limbs, she didn’t encounter any major issues. However, her stomach still had a dull ache.
“Host, I am helping you recover,” the familiar voice of the system entered Song Nanqiao’s mind.
“Huh? I thought you couldn’t heal,” she responded.
“I can now.”
“That’s great. How long do I need to stay in bed?”
“I’m not sure.”
Song Nanqiao: em…
While she was conversing with the system, the door was pushed open, and it was Wen Wenyao.
The girl had a caring expression on her face, and upon seeing Song Nanqiao, she smiled sweetly.
“Are you feeling better?”
Her caring tone reassured Song Nanqiao, and as she sat down, she held Song Nanqiao’s hand and gently blew warm air into her palm.
“I’m okay. I feel like I can get out of bed now.”
Song Nanqiao struggled to sit up, but Wen Wenyao immediately pressed her down.
Suddenly, the girl’s expression changed slightly.
“You’ve suffered serious injuries,” the girl said seriously, pressing Song Nanqiao’s shoulder gently to keep her down, but her touch wasn’t forceful. Her long hair fell on Song Nanqiao’s cheek, tickling her.
“Um…” Song Nanqiao could only nod and shift her gaze elsewhere.
Even now, she couldn’t bring herself to make direct eye contact. Wen Wenyao’s eyes were too captivating, and if she wasn’t careful, she’d get lost in them, especially in this intimate position. Song Nanqiao felt her cheeks flush.
“Why can’t you look at me…” The girl bit her lower lip, her misty eyes revealing her thoughts.
“You’re too beautiful; just one look and I might get pregnant,” Song Nanqiao replied honestly.
She moved her head slightly and buried it under the blanket, avoiding Wen Wenyao’s gaze.
“Alright, don’t suffocate under there,” Wen Wenyao said with a playful tone as she got up from the bed. When the familiar fragrance began to spread, Song Nanqiao finally lowered the blanket.
“These flowers smell so nice,” Song Nanqiao changed the topic.
The hospital sent fresh flowers every day, and their scent was soothing and pleasant, which Song Nanqiao loved.
“Do you like them?” Wen Wenyao asked.
“Yeah.”
“What about me?” The girl tilted her head slightly, looking at her with a smile.
“You… also smell nice.”
“Do you want to smell it?” Wen Wenyao seemed to be hinting at something.
She slowly unbuttoned her collar, revealing her fair, slender neck as white as snow.
This behavior might not be a big deal for two people who had been intimate, but Song Nanqiao still felt a bit shy.
“I…”
“Why be so reserved?”
Wen Wenyao touched her cheek. In their most intimate moments, Song Nanqiao would bury her face in her neck and couldn’t stop kissing her. Sometimes, she felt that her scent was even more attractive to Song Nanqiao than her body.
Before Song Nanqiao could reply, Wen Wenyao unbuttoned her collar, revealing her neck. She moved closer, hugging Song Nanqiao gently.
A rich and familiar fragrance wafted over, and Song Nanqiao felt like she was enveloped in a cloud as she hugged Wen Wenyao.
For a moment, Song Nanqiao quieted down and extended her arm to wrap it around Wen Wenyao’s waist. They stayed in this position for a while.
“That’s enough,” Song Nanqiao’s arm was getting tired, and she wanted to lie down on the bed.
“Alright,” Wen Wenyao stepped back willingly.
The atmosphere was just right.
When Song Nanqiao woke up, it was already the next morning, but she didn’t feel hungry.
She tried to adjust her breathing and felt that her body was recovering quickly. The pain from yesterday had subsided, and when she tried to move her limbs, she didn’t encounter any major issues. However, her stomach still had a dull ache.
“Host, I am helping you recover,” the familiar voice of the system entered Song Nanqiao’s mind.
“Huh? I thought you couldn’t heal,” she responded.
“I can now.”
“That’s great. How long do I need to stay in bed?”
“I’m not sure.”
Song Nanqiao: em…
While she was conversing with the system, the door was pushed open, and it was Wen Wenyao.
The girl had a caring expression on her face, and upon seeing Song Nanqiao, she smiled sweetly.
“Are you feeling better?”
Her caring tone reassured Song Nanqiao, and as she sat down, she held Song Nanqiao’s hand and gently blew warm air into her palm.
“I’m okay. I feel like I can get out of bed now.”
Song Nanqiao struggled to sit up, but Wen Wenyao immediately pressed her down.
Suddenly, the girl’s expression changed slightly.
“You’ve suffered serious injuries,” the girl said seriously, pressing Song Nanqiao’s shoulder gently to keep her down, but her touch wasn’t forceful. Her long hair fell on Song Nanqiao’s cheek, tickling her.
“Um…” Song Nanqiao could only nod and shift her gaze elsewhere.
Even now, she couldn’t bring herself to make direct eye contact. Wen Wenyao’s eyes were too captivating, and if she wasn’t careful, she’d get lost in them, especially in this intimate position. Song Nanqiao felt her cheeks flush.
“Why can’t you look at me…” The girl bit her lower lip, her misty eyes revealing her thoughts.
“You’re too beautiful; just one look and I might get pregnant,” Song Nanqiao replied honestly.
She moved her head slightly and buried it under the blanket, avoiding Wen Wenyao’s gaze.
“Alright, don’t suffocate under there,” Wen Wenyao said with a playful tone as she got up from the bed. When the familiar fragrance began to spread, Song Nanqiao finally lowered the blanket.
“These flowers smell so nice,” Song Nanqiao changed the topic.
The hospital sent fresh flowers every day, and their scent was soothing and pleasant, which Song Nanqiao loved.
“Do you like them?” Wen Wenyao asked.
“Yeah.”
“What about me?” The girl tilted her head slightly, looking at her with a smile.
“You… also smell nice.”
“Do you want to smell it?” Wen Wenyao seemed to be hinting at something.
She slowly unbuttoned her collar, revealing her fair, slender neck as white as snow.
This behavior might not be a big deal for two people who had been intimate, but Song Nanqiao still felt a bit shy.
“I…”
“Why be so reserved?”
Wen Wenyao touched her cheek. In their most intimate moments, Song Nanqiao would bury her face in her neck and couldn’t stop kissing her. Sometimes, she felt that her scent was even more attractive to Song Nanqiao than her body.
Before Song Nanqiao could reply, Wen Wenyao unbuttoned her collar, revealing her neck. She moved closer, hugging Song Nanqiao gently.
A rich and familiar fragrance wafted over, and Song Nanqiao felt like she was enveloped in a cloud as she hugged Wen Wenyao.
For a moment, Song Nanqiao quieted down and extended her arm to wrap it around Wen Wenyao’s waist. They stayed in this position for a while.
“That’s enough,” Song Nanqiao’s arm was getting tired, and she wanted to lie down on the bed.
“Alright,” Wen Wenyao stepped back willingly.
The atmosphere was just right.
