Usurping the Throne

Qiao Yanjue bent down and picked Xia Xibei up by the waist, carrying her into the room and throwing her onto the bed.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Xia Xibei flopped on the bed. "Don't mess around!"

"How am I messing around?" Qiao Yanjue looked innocent. "I just want to see if your foot is hurt."

Xia Xibei grabbed her pants and shouted, "You can pull up my pants leg!" 

No need to take off the pants!

"It's a lot of trouble." Qiao Yanjue trapped her on the bed and raised an eyebrow, "It's better to take them off to get a better look. I'm afraid you have injuries elsewhere too."

Xia Xibei hurriedly shouted, "It's okay! It's really okay!"

"Is it? I don't believe it."

The two of them tossed and turned for a while, then panted and let go.

"You haven't even showered yet!" Xia Xibei pushed him, frowning in disgust. "Go take a shower!"

"As you command!" 

Qiao Yanjue gave her a kiss, rolled over and got up, then went into the bathroom.