Yang Yunhai's large hand tightly held Gu Lingling's small hand, pulling her into his embrace.
Hmm...
It seemed he was a bit too eager, and with too much force, it hurt when it hit his chest wound, causing Yang Yunhai to groan softly.
"How are you?" Gu Lingling propped herself up and asked worriedly.
"It hurts a bit." Yang Yunhai said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "You can rub it for me and it'll be fine."
"Really?" Gu Lingling smiled and placed her hand on his chest, "Shall I give it a try?"
Ouch...
Yang Yunhai's barely raised mouth hadn't had time to fall when he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
This little girl.
"Forget it, your tough skin hurts my hand." Gu Lingling turned her head angrily not wanting to meet his intense gaze.
"Then let me rub it for you." A cello-like husky, deep voice came over, as his calloused hand massaged her delicate small hand, deliberately asking, "Does it still hurt?"
