That night, Zhao Min lay on her stomach on the bed. Her exposed back, once fair and smooth, was covered in tiny scars left after recovering from the VFV Virus. They were painful to look at.
Xiao Yu sat cross-legged beside her, holding a jar of ointment and carefully applying it to every scar.
"Sister Zhao Min, you have a great figure."
"Yours isn't any worse than mine. You just let Chen Mo, that big pig, have it all to himself." Zhao Min teased with a laugh.
"Not at all." Xiao Yu laughed too.
"I bet that guy is lying in bed right now, complaining that I stole his wife tonight." Imagining Chen Mo's aggrieved expression, Zhao Min chuckled happily.
"He knows I'm applying medicine for you, so he won't complain. I told him to sleep first. I'm staying with you tonight." Xiao Yu scooped up some white ointment and gently spread it over the scars on Zhao Min's back.
"Oh? You're loyal enough. Does that mean I can try out what his wife feels like tonight?" Zhao Min grabbed Xiao Yu.
"Ah, don't move around, Sister Zhao Min. I'm applying the medicine."
Before long, the room erupted into playful chaos.
Early the next morning, Zhao Min came out of the room and saw Chen Mo watching the news. She slowly walked over and sat beside him.
"You're still in the mood to watch the news? Your wife kept me company last night. What do you think about that?"
"No thoughts." Chen Mo drank his milk without looking at her, his expression blank. They had finally reunited after being apart, yet Xiao Yu had not come back last night, leaving him to sleep alone. The thought annoyed him.
"I cuckolded you last night."
"Pff... cough, cough..." Zhao Min's words made