Lu Jun looked at her embarrassed state, and some of his fatigue seemed to fade. His mischievous side rose again.
He deliberately drew out his words and chuckled.
"Secretary Wu, as the saying goes, when there's work, the secretary does it; when there's no work, does the secretary... ahem."
He cleared his throat and did not say the latter half, but the implication was already obvious.
"Look, I can move my hands and feet, but I'm weak all over. Bathing is such a major undertaking... how about you help me?"
Wu Sidu's ears turned bright red at his bluntly teasing words. She gave an embarrassed, annoyed snort, rose to her feet, and planted her hands on her hips.
"You're a grown man! You have hands and feet, and enough energy to run your mouth. Why should I help bathe you?"
"Since you're so energetic now, I should head back and help Sister Di Yue."
"She's only just taken over the Plane Master's authority. There are so many matters she hasn't sorted out yet, and she needs help."
As she spoke, she made as if to turn and leave.
"Hey, hey, don't go." Lu Jun hurriedly called out to stop her, his tone turning faintly pitiful. "You really are... too heartless. I wore myself out like this for the continent's future..."
Wu Sidu halted, her back to him, her shoulders rising and falling slightly.
Suddenly, she spun around and strode back to the bedside. Before Lu Jun could react, she bent down, cupped his face in both hands, and, with a trace of shyness, pressed her lips to his.
Lu Jun froze slightly.
Her kiss was a little clumsy at first, but it carried a scorching warmth and the sweet, fresh scent unique to a young girl.
Her eyes were closed,