Seeing this, Yang Ruoxi panicked. She had assumed Lin Kuang was just pretending, but the look on his face suggested this was no act. On the contrary, his expression was one of severe pain, which made her very worried.
She quickly sat beside him and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"
Her beautiful eyes filled with concern, and her expression grew frantic. She looked at Lin Kuang with self-reproach, feeling as if this was all her fault.
"It's nothing... This will help," Lin Kuang said, his face contorted in agony.
The next moment, Lin Kuang suddenly pulled Yang Ruoxi into his arms. In a single motion, he flipped over and pinned her to the bed beneath him.
Before Yang Ruoxi could utter a word, Lin Kuang lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers.
His nimble tongue slipped between her teeth, exploring the mysterious warmth within.
