Wei Chengfeng frowned, "You were never the other woman, not even when Qiao Ling was involved."
"Really? But what good does it do if you're the only one who thinks so? Can you shield me from the judgments and gossip of others?" Drenched in sweat from the 'exercise' just now, her forehead was damp, and her hair stuck uncomfortably to it. Attempting to fix it but failing, she clicked her tongue impatiently and started to get up, but Wei Chengfeng wrapped his arms around her.
"Uncomfortable? Should I carry you for a shower?"
"I don't need your help."
Wei Chengfeng, usually more amenable after a meal, was exceptionally gentle under these circumstances. He threw off the blanket and got up, not caring about his own nakedness, and bent down to lift Su Li.
Su Li exclaimed in shock, an involuntary reaction as she grabbed his shoulder.
"What are you doing?"
"Taking you to bathe. You must feel sticky; you won't be able to sleep like this."
