Heir Pei finally finished serving Qu Fulan her porridge, and somehow ended up sweating profusely.
Because at this moment, she was like a fragile piece of tofu, afraid of breaking with the slightest touch, requiring him to serve her carefully, which was exhausting.
Qu Fulan wanted to lie down again after eating the porridge.
"You can't lie down right after eating. Just sit for a while," he stopped her verbally.
Qu Fulan was unhappy, "But I'm tired."
Her whole body ached as if she'd been beaten up. She had tried to sit sideways while eating to shift her weight, enduring for so long that she couldn't take it anymore.
Luckily, the old lady wasn't home, otherwise, she'd have been too embarrassed to face anyone.
Qu Fulan was indeed annoyed; last night he had exhausted her to the brink, ignoring her pleas—a total scoundrel!
Which woman could consummate to the point of being bedridden?
