"When he needed to be serious, he was indeed very serious.
Treating this situation lightly would be a bit too much.
As Ye Fanxing got dressed, he turned his back to her.
Seeing him do this, only then did Ye Fanxing put on her nightgown.
"I'm done."
Hearing her voice, Fu Jingyu turned around.
Ye Fanxing had already removed the quilt, exposing her body, rubbing her arm that had recently been hurt from the fall.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, looking at her.
"A little." When she fell, she landed on her knees and hands.
Fu Jingyu took her arm and examined it with his eyes, his gaze then fell onto Ye Fanxing's knees, which were already starting to bruise.
He said, "Wait a moment, I'll get you some medicine."
"Oh."
It wasn't long before Fu Jingyu returned, bringing with him a can of Yunnan Baiyao spray.