Lin Zishuang blushed and kept covering her head with the quilt.
Feng Tianyou applying medicine for her was simply torture.
If it were anywhere else, it wouldn't be this awkward. But, that place...
After applying the medicine, it seemed to be a bit better.
Feng Tianyou felt terribly sorry, "Baby, does it feel a little better now?"
If he could, he wished the pain was his own instead.
Lin Zishuang reached out, and Feng Tianyou immediately hugged her tightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's better now. Isn't this something every woman experiences?"
Indeed, he had even asked Zhuo Junyue about it.
He said there's no way around it; it's bound to hurt, but it will be better in a few days.
Although that's what he said, he couldn't help but feel pained.
When they came out, Ningyan and Zhuo Junyi were already outside helping to make breakfast.
They had been in the Ling tribe for several days, and An An still had to attend school.
