Xie Wanqing was slurping her noodles when he unexpectedly took out a bottle of medicinal oil and gently massaged her bruise.

He appeared as calm as always, but there was a visible gentleness in his eyes.

Xie Wanqing had somewhat grown accustomed to his changes. Seeing this, she didn’t feel as awkward as she did initially. She simply lowered her gaze and asked, "Aren’t you going to eat?"

He had only made one bowl of noodles...

However, upon hearing her question, Lu Ziyuan looked up at her and replied naturally, "I will eat."

Xie Wanqing thought he had brought some dry food with him, but she never saw him take any out.

It wasn’t until she had eaten a few bites and was about to put her chopsticks down that he naturally took over. That’s when she realized that his so-called eating meant finishing off what she had left...

Even the half-eaten egg she had bitten was devoured in one go.

Xie Wanqing pressed her lips together, "Can’t you make another bowl?"

Why insist on eating her leftovers, what kind of behavior is that...

Lu Ziyuan continued eating the noodles, ignoring her words. After a moment, he placed the empty bowl back down, not even a drop of broth left, and wiped his lips before looking at her, "Have you rested well?"

Xie Wanqing: "..."

Her pupils slowly widened. What did he mean by that? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

They had been tangled up in the hot spring for so long, wasn’t that enough for him?

Lu Ziyuan found her gaze amusing, and his hand slid down her bent knee.

Inside, she wore nothing...

"Don’t!" Xie Wanqing grabbed his hand, "Just now... it was too long, I’m a bit uncomfortable."

Lu Ziyuan gave a light hum, appearing very accommodating, yet his hands didn’t stop moving.

"Let me see..." he said.

He whisked the quilt away, and under the bright candlelight, his gaze fell downward.

Xie Wanqing’s face was flushed, feeling his gaze even hotter than the flame inside the tent.

The knee he held trembled slightly, and realizing this, Lu Ziyuan chuckled softly.

"Wanwan was right, it really was tough..."

"Let me kiss it better..."

Saying so, he lowered his lips to hers.

She didn’t have time to stop him, half lying there, unable to avoid watching him move.

...Such a proud man, but on the bed, he’s always willing to lower himself, in both this life and the previous one.

In the past life, when he did these things, Xie Wanqing used to wonder if he treated Liu Manrou the same...

Eventually, she found his kisses increasingly repulsive.

At the height of her misunderstanding, she thought his lingering in her bed was just him using her as a tool to vent his needs.

Thinking about it now... she indeed was biased.

He wasn’t wrong; he never disregarded her comfort in such matters and, instead, cared deeply about her feelings...

After some time, Xie Wanqing’s eyelashes quivered slightly, her legs uncontrollably tensed, lips pressed together, suppressing the soft moan in her throat.

Lu Ziyuan stopped his actions, grasped her wrist, looked up at her, and meeting her misty, spring-water-like eyes, he smiled, "Wanwan, am I good?"

Against the candlelight, his expression was unclear, but Xie Wanqing could still see the dampness on his chin. A little embarrassed, she didn’t avert her gaze. Instead, she cupped his face, swallowed, and dryly said, "Why do you like doing this so much?"

"..." Lu Ziyuan was silent for a moment, not saying a word, yet the tips of his ears began to turn red.

He wanted to pull her hands away from his face, but Xie Wanqing had already noticed his change. Her hand naturally reached for his ear, and her eyes gradually widened.

She had seen how thick-skinned he could be many times, able to be passionate regardless of the situation, without feeling shame.

And now... was he embarrassed?