He quickly got her down from his lap and had her sit on the sofa. He leaned over to her and asked, "Does it hurt a lot? How does it hurt?"
Seeing that he was so worried about herself, Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "It's not very painful. It's just feels a little… swollen."
Yin Shaojie couldn't help but feel guilty. "Is it because I was too…"
She had only injured her head last night and wasn't fully recovered, yet he was making her endure such stimulation. He was scared that her brain wouldn't be able to stand the burden.
"Probably not." Mu Xiaoxiao bashfully adjusted her shirt. She hugged a pillow, covering her chest before saying, "I just need a break."
Yin Shaojie looked at her worriedly and asked again, "Are you okay?"
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head. "I'm really fine."
Glancing through the corner of her eyes at the underwear that was thrown to the corner of the sofa, she felt so embarrassed.
How should she clean up?