Cancer

Chen Yuheng felt his heart melting.

It was a mess of softness and warmth. He hugged her and whispered,""Not yet."

God knew that he had used all his rationality when he said this.

"The wound needs to recover slowly…Wait a little longer, baby.

She blushed.

'What? This bad guy makes it sound like I'm in a hurry…'

"But... We can do something else." Chen Yuheng pulled her hand over and pressed it on the spot where she had flared up. His intention was self-evident.

She was so embarrassed that she buried her face in his chest and refused to look up.

Such a time... Such a place…

Although she knew that no one else would come here without his permission, and that the wisteria tree's dense foliage was the best cover…

However, doing such a thing outside during the day…

She timidly recalled that previously…It seemed like he was always outside…

Ah!

Annoying!

She suddenly felt that Chen Yuheng was not serious!

Good, bad, good, good!