Ou Zun hurt.
She hurt too.
And she snickered.
Ou Zun touched her forehead where she'd bumped it, "Are you silly? Bumping yourself hurts too."
Mù Qiānxún thought he had a point; her forehead did hurt.
Then she reached out her hand and pinched his arm hard, "You went too far last night and today during the day!"
Ou Zun felt her pinch but it didn't hurt or itch at all.
She just happened to pinch his arm muscle, so he didn't feel a thing.
Looking at the blush on her face and the mottled marks on her snowy white skin, he inexplicably felt a sense of pride.
"Too far, huh? When we get home tonight, I'll show you what 'going too far' really means!"
She knew when playing games that she had to make up for the ones she'd missed.
He too, when doing intimate things, would make up for what he'd owed before!
This is how people's minds work.
It's normal.
Mù Qiānxún heard his words and inexplicably felt a sense of crisis, suddenly wilting.
Lying on his neck, her voice became soft.
