Convalesce and Cultivate

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Asha'ruiya's eyes widened. Her pale face blushed alluringly.

Mo Fan was a little surprised by her reaction. Was she really considering his request?

Should he tell her the truth if she really sat on his lap and twerked?

"Brother Mo Fan, should I come back later?" a voice said behind Mo Fan.

Mo Fan's expression shifted right away. He turned around in disbelief. Xinxia had arrived without him knowing. The woman called Fiona was pushing her wheelchair, glaring at him with utter contempt. On the other hand, Xinxia's face was gradually becoming prettier while remaining expressionless.