"You kissed me a moment ago without needing instructions."
Leng Pan looked at the wounds on his back and replied, "If I kiss you now, I might forget that I am supposed to remove the metal."
"I trust your ability to do both."
Despite her worry, amusement appeared in her eyes. "My husband has become shameless."
"Only with my wife."
Leng Pan leaned forward and kissed his cheek before removing the first metal fragment.
Lu Zhen's muscles tightened, but he did not make a sound.
She cleaned the wound with spiritual spring water, then moved to the second fragment. This one was deeper, and blood flowed when she pulled it out.
Lu Zhen reached behind him and took her hand. "I am alright."
"You cannot see your back."
"I can see your face."
Leng Pan lowered her gaze.
He turned carefully and brought her hand to his lips. "Do not blame yourself. Entering the quarry was our decision."
"You were injured because you covered me."
"I would make the same choice again."
