Favorite Medicine

"Your treatment this morning hasn't finished yet. How about we do it again?" Aiden said, bringing his lips closer to hers.

"Eh?" Anya could only be silent when Aiden kissed her. She couldn't think and could only grip Aiden's shoulder tightly.

However, when she realized that they were in a public place, Anya tried to push away Aiden's body.

"You don't want to treat me?" Aiden lowered his head and stared at Anya's tiny face. The tips of his fingers gently stroked Anya's lips.

"My body is not strong anymore. Is there any other treatment?" Anya asked.

"No. My favorite treatment is… "

Without waiting for Aiden to finish his sentence, Anya immediately used one of her hands to cover Aiden's mouth, "Don't say it! Don't! How can you think of such a thing as medicine?"

"That's all that can make me happy physically and mentally." Aiden's body was tall and big and the space in the car was too tight for him.