When Leng Muchen went upstairs, he saw Qin Yafu leaning against his bed, some of whom were distracted. "What's wrong with the fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking Fu What's on your mind?

Qin Yafu saw Leng Muchen, only shaking his head slightly. "Nothing, I just want to sit for a while."

Actually, the wound still hurts when she sits so upright, but she doesn't care at all.

Leng Muchen walked over, pulled the thin quilt off the bed and carefully supported her to lie down. "Why are you so disobedient?...