The next morning, the doctor arrived for a follow-up as scheduled.
After a few knocks on the door, the doctor waited patiently outside. Jiang Xuan made sure that the fox's tail was completely retracted before gently patting the little girl he had embraced all night, his eyes filled with a dark shade of contentment.
Underneath the blanket, her skin was like that of a newborn, the burns on her back had already healed without even fully scabbing over, leaving not a single scar behind.
Xia Ye carelessly grabbed the black shirt thrown beside the bed and put it on. The moment she stepped off the bed, a sense of abnormality dragged the memories of the previous night back to her.
She looked down and realized she was wearing a men's shirt... It seemed to be the one Jiang Xuan wore yesterday.
Then, turning around—
Oh ho, wasn't Jiang Xuan right there in front of her...
Jiang Xuan, "Hungry?"
"Shut up," Xia Ye cut him off before he could finish.
Last night, she hadn't beaten him!
