In the darkness, Nangong Jin cradled her small face and kissed her fiercely and deeply until they were both gasping for breath before he let her go, resting his forehead against hers and whispering, "Wife, you're really wonderful."
"Do you still hurt?" Di Jinxuan asked him.
"It doesn't hurt anymore," Nangong Jin replied softly, placing her limp and boneless hand onto his stomach and said with a light laugh, "With this, it doesn't hurt."
"Silly," Di Jinxuan couldn't help but laugh.
Nangong Jin held her tightly in his arms; he truly felt that he couldn't be apart from Di Jinxuan for even a moment now.
That night, Nangong Jin was very well-behaved, just comfortably holding Di Jinxuan in his arms as they fell asleep.
The next day
The two of them opened their eyes at the same time and exchanged a smile.
"Does it hurt?"
"Are you hungry?"
They both asked simultaneously.
