"Achen, you're back?" Fu Qin stood up excitedly, suddenly crashing into his embrace.
Si Chen instinctively stepped back two steps, trying to dodge, but realizing such behavior was rather odd, he could not even understand why he felt such repulsion.
In his fluster, he didn't move quickly enough and was hugged around the waist, "I've been waiting for you. I knew you wouldn't let me wait too long."
"Let's eat first," Si Chen said, holding her wrist and casually peeling her off himself, then turning her around and pressing her back into her seat.
He sat down beside her and, while picking up the bowl and chopsticks passed by the servant, asked absently, "Is your foot feeling better now?"
"Mmm, it's much better, but Achen, if you helped me apply the medicine, I bet it would heal even faster," Fu Qin said, tilting her head up with a cheeky and cute smile.
She knew best how to look most beautiful, endearing, and charming.
That's how she had slipped through her time in the military.
