Zhou Gu held Su Rong for a good while before he let go of her.
He only kissed her lips, not daring to disturb her clothes. Therefore, apart from slightly dishevelled hair and somewhat swollen lips, Su Rong's clothes were not disturbed at all, and her injuries were untouched.
Zhou Gu awkwardly smoothed Su Rong's hair, then pulled her into the soft beddings. He himself lay down on his side next to her, asking, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Could Su Rong speak her mind? She couldn't move, just like a fish, entirely at his mercy, unable to retaliate. It felt so frustrating, okay?
But seeing his serious expression, she naturally couldn't tell him that. She just shook her head, "I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."
Inside, she thought secretly, once her injury had healed, she must retaliate ruthlessly, making sure her acts far exceed what he has done.