Yang Cheng had just thrown Kong Lingwen onto the bed, but she struggled up to check the wound on his shoulder.
"I'm fine, it's all healed."
Yang Cheng hadn't showered yet, and although the wound had healed with the nourishment of True Qi, there was still a dark red bloodstain on his shoulder.
"With so much blood, how can you be fine? Let me take a look so I can feel at ease."
Kong Lingwen pushed his chest, making him lie down on the bed, then went to get the medicine box to clean the bloodstains on his wound.
Usually, when Yang Cheng wore clothes, he looked thin, but without them, he was muscular and looked very reassuring.
While helping him clean the wound, Kong Lingwen's other hand roamed over his chest muscles, unable to resist giving a gentle squeeze.
"Mm…"
Yang Cheng let out a muffled grunt, startling Kong Lingwen enough to pause her movements.
"Did I hurt you? I'll be gentler."
"No, it's just that you're always touching me, and it's making me uncomfortable all over."
