Song Qingshu's old face heated up, but he had weathered great storms after all. He quickly answered without blushing or skipping a beat, "It's only natural to react this way when there's a young, beautiful girl in your arms."
Lu Wushuang had not expected him to be so frank. Instead, she did not know how to respond, lowering her head as her heart pounded wildly.
"Has the remaining poison in my body been completely cleared?" After the two remained silent like this for a long while, Lu Wushuang finally could not bear it anymore and asked in a trembling voice.
"It has been cleared." Song Qingshu nodded slowly.
Lu Wushuang's heart trembled. Since it had been cleared, what propriety was there in the two of them continuing to hold each other like this...? Yet for some reason, she did not voice the doubt in her heart.
"Oh, right. Is your leg better?" Song Qingshu suddenly recalled how he had crushed her leg bone last time before setting it again. He wondered how well it had recovered.
"It's already healed. I have you to thank for that." Lu Wushuang had always been known in Shanyin City for her arrogant, willful temper, but now her voice was gentler and quieter than that of a refined young lady.
"Let me see." As Song Qingshu spoke, he reached down and began checking the meridians in her leg.
Lu Wushuang's entire body trembled. Her red lips parted, but she hesitated to speak.
Song Qingshu inspected her carefully. Her skin was delicate and smooth beneath his hand, with no trace of the injury she had once suffered.
"Brother Song, have you... touched enough?" Lu Wushuang finally could not endure it any longer. Biting her lip, she gave a soft huff.
Song Qingshu looked aggrieved. "I really