Fun With Qingwu In Infirmary

His words, laced with a double entendre, caused Xia Qingwu to bite her lip. She couldn't deny the yearning in his voice, nor the desire that flared hot within her own body. Perhaps there was some truth to his playful claim. Maybe a little indulgence wouldn't hurt.

With a resigned sigh, she mumbled, "Alright, fine. But go easy on me, alright? Remember, you're still injured."

A triumphant grin spread across Wang Li's face. He leaned down, his lips brushing hers in a teasing kiss. "As you wish, my love," he whispered, his voice thick with anticipation.

Meanwhile, oblivious to the passionate scene unfolding within the infirmary, the young maid hurried towards Xia Bingling's chambers. Bursting through the door, she announced breathlessly, "Matriarch! Master Wang… he's awake!"