"You hooligan!" Mu Xiangwan cried out in pain, glaring at him indignantly.
"So I'm a hooligan, what are you going to do about it?"
"Hmph!"
"Alright, alright, stop the fuss! Your body needs at least a good two or three months of recovery, as the doctor said. It's not that I don't want you, but I really have no choice. Can you be good and stop torturing me, please?" His gaze was tender and lingering as he looked at her, his kisses gently brushing across her forehead and cheeks.
Mu Xiangwan felt her heart melt at the tenderness and cherishment in his eyes. Having such an outstanding man so lovingly doting on her, she felt so blissful she could hardly tell which way was up!
But frustratingly, they couldn't actually do anything!
Seriously annoying!
However, even if they couldn't do anything else, a kiss to express love was still okay, right?
