Ruka sighed and, in the end, reached out to press his hand against her back.
Her back had always been beautiful, with its seductive waist and hip curves, along with her shapely shoulder blades, which once made men unable to let go.
But Ruka was in no mood to appreciate, for his touch only made him realize that her body temperature was unusually high.
"Suisui, do you feel unwell?"
She nodded.
"Where does it hurt, tell me."
She nodded again, then shook her head, looking at him with a pitiful expression.
Ruka frowned, cradled her chin in his palm, and said, "Speak. Tell me, where does it hurt, what does it feel like?"
Qiao Suisui's voice was a soft mess, laced with a crying tone: "Inside... it's uncomfortable inside, itchy..."
Ruka paused, and his eyes darkened.
Angry as he was, he still scooped her up, his hand reaching into the water.
Qiao Suisui curled up in his embrace, biting his military uniform collar, emitting unbearable whimpers.