Quickly changing her clothes, she didn't know if Nangong Yaoling would come back today, and if he did and saw such a scene, he would probably be furious. Fortunately, Nangong Yaoling did not return immediately.
Just now, because of the life-or-death situation, it felt like fighting a war, and her brain acted impulsively without thinking. Now that she calmed down, she started to feel a little scared.
Though she rinsed her mouth, there was still a fishy taste lingering.
When she came out holding a basin of clean water.
She had to clean up the current mess immediately.
Situ Yan leaned half-lying against the corner of the bed with eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
Xia Xiaonuan ignored him and used a wet towel to carefully clean the blood from his face and arms. Just now, she didn't look at him closely; only now did she realize that Situ Yan was indeed quite good-looking.
