Yuntian felt pleased, enjoying her initiative with satisfaction.
Today, Tianxing was exceptionally passionate, as if she wanted to burn him to ashes with her fervor.
Yuntian smiled and turned from passive to active.
Just as he kissed her, he tasted a slight tinge of blood.
He frowned involuntarily, using a bit of force to push her away, but Tianxing tilted her head and snuggled into his embrace.
Yuntian reached out, pinching her chin, lifting her small face.
"Open your mouth."
"I'm fine, I just accidentally hit a cup while brushing my teeth," Tianxing lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.
"I said, open your mouth," Yuntian's brows knitted tightly.
Tianxing had no choice but to open her mouth to let him see.
Seeing just a small wound inside, the tight frown gradually relaxed.
"You're so clumsy."
He lowered his head, carefully inspecting the injured area.
The tenderness and pity made Tianxing almost unable to control her emotions.
