Quick, Give Me A Kiss

Leng Zhiyuan went outside to have a look. This was a village downstream, and there were about ten families in this village. It was old fashioned here, and everyone was very friendly.

She took a pail and poured some warm water, then wiped Zhou Yao's hand and face with a towel. She'd just wiped his left hand, and his fingers moved. He was awake.

Leng Zhiyuan was extremely elated. She raised her gaze to look over, the man's long, thick, curly eyelashes fluttered for a while before he slowly opened his eyes.

He just woke up, and his dark eye bags were sunken. It made him seem more fierce. His defined black and white eyes focused within a few seconds. Other than a hint of weakness in his gaze, he looked at her with his dark and quiet eyes.

"Zhou Yao…" Leng Zhiyuan called out to him. He was so quiet and did not seem like a person who'd just awoken from a coma after getting injured. Did he hurt his head in the process?