He urgently waved his hand in front of Song Song, "You... can really see again?"
Song Song felt like heaven had treated her well, her luck soaring, "Yes! I can see now, and my eyes don't feel uncomfortable. Does this mean everything is fine?"
Lan Yuzhe's brows furrowed even more, "Maybe... maybe. But you still have to be careful, rest well; it might be temporary."
After speaking, he shot a meaningful glance at Xiao Jinghuai. As their eyes met, they both guessed what the other was thinking.
Xiao Jinghuai continued to carry the woman into the room, gently placing her on the bed, whispering by her hairline, "Your eyes have just recovered, so rest well and don't wander around. I'm not tying you up now, okay?"
"Where are you going?" Song Song tightly tugged on the man's collar, "You're going to leave me alone in this room again, aren't you?"
Xiao Jinghuai: "..."
He liked her clinging to him; if he could, he'd love to carry her around with him everywhere, but that seemed unlikely.
