"Sir, what's wrong?" Luo Zhen looked up at Chen Mo, unsure why, but she felt something unusual happening to Chen Mo.
"Nothing, just reminded of last night's events." Chen Mo wiped Luo Zhen's tear marks, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness.
Last night managed to make Luo Zhen cry.
Catching the teasing in Chen Mo's voice, Luo Zhen's face blushed, perhaps because she had become Chen Mo's woman, or maybe she wanted to test her place in Chen Mo's heart.
Luo Zhen acted coy, patting Chen Mo's chest, and taunted, "Last night, I clearly said to be gentle, yet even when I cried out in pain, it's like you didn't hear, not a single concern for me..."
"At that moment, I couldn't pay attention to that." Chen Mo kissed Luo Zhen's eyes, then kissed her cheek and said, "Does it still hurt?"
Luo Zhen nodded lightly, her face still red.
"Should I rub it for you?" Chen Mo chuckled mischievously.
