"Lingyin, what are you thinking about?"
Shen Lingxue noticed the strange look in her sister's eyes and chuckled softly. "Actually, Jiang Xinghai was just helping me apply some medicine. This awful smell is just the ointment. It'll be gone in ten minutes. You're overthinking things."
"Am I overthinking things?"
Shen Lingyin sat on the bed, still pinching her nose. "Nothing really happened between you two?"
"Mm," Shen Lingxue hummed softly.
It was an ambiguous answer, neither confirming nor denying anything.
"Then... then where are you not feeling well?"
Shen Lingyin reached out and pulled back the thin blanket covering Shen Lingxue, her eyes immediately falling on her sister's firm, round bottom. "Did... did he just give you a shot in the butt?"
"No."
Shen Lingxue shook her head, annoyed. "Stop with the wild guesses. The truth is, I have a hemorrhoid near my asshole, and he was just helping me apply medicine to treat it.
