CHAPTER 119: CHAPTER 116: LIN WANYUE, YOU HAVE TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY

The man’s voice was deep, captivating, sexy, pleasing, and seductive. However, to Yun Ran, it sounded like a devil’s chant, tormenting everyone!

If it weren’t for the fact that he’s already pitiable being blind and unable to walk, Yun Ran would have really kicked him off the bed, then stepped on him a few times!

But now, she could only stomp on him in her mind and curse aloud:

"Nangong Mo, can’t you ever say something human with that dog’s mouth of yours?"

The man looked at her with an expression as if she were an idiot, "Lin Wanyue, are you stupid? Have you ever seen a dog that can speak human words?"

Yun Ran: "...You’re right! My apologies, dog..."

Yun Ran secretly decided that, regardless of what he says next, she must not respond to him.

She was clearly busy with something important, yet he kept causing trouble. Could he not care about his own leg?

Once more, Yun Ran focused all her mind on Nangong Mo’s leg. With her fingers and palms, she pressed, kneaded, and supplemented with needles to relieve the meridians, slowly noticing some effect.

She could distinctly feel the change in his leg muscles. Initially relaxed, now they were tense and rigid, and even felt hot.

However, the heat might be due to her rubbing with her palms for so long, as the originally jade-like skin now flushed red.

Yun Ran was delighted and a bit excited, as this proved his leg had some sensation.

"Nangong Mo, you..."

Yet when Yun Ran looked up, she was dumbfounded.

The man had his thin lips tightly pressed, his complexion slightly red, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and an expression filled with restraint.

Yun Ran was frightened and quickly leaned over to touch his forehead, finding it burning hot.

"Nangong Mo, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yun Ran was a bit nervous, could it be that something went wrong with the acupuncture? What step did she mess up?

The man grasped her hand tightly, his handsome face looking at her, yet without speaking.

The heat from his hand made Yun Ran’s heart fluster too.

"Nangong Mo, don’t scare me. How do you feel now? Did I hurt you with the needles? Speak!"

"You’re the one who forbade me to speak, I dare not utter a word."

Yun Ran: "?!"

[Since when were you ever so obedient?]

But Yun Ran had no time to argue about that with him.

"Nangong Mo, tell me where you feel uncomfortable now. Maybe earlier I..."

But before Yun Ran could finish her sentence, her little hand was suddenly grabbed by the man and placed on his...

The scorching heat transmitted through the clothing, burning her palm.

Causing both her body and heart to quiver.

Yun Ran recoiled as if electrocuted, looking incredulously at the man in front of her.

"Nangong Mo? You, you, how could you..."

The girl’s cheeks flushed red, her watery starry eyes reflecting shock, daze, panic, and shyness, with numerous emotions swirling within, unable to form a coherent sentence for quite some time.

The man looked at her with a long gaze, his tone carrying a hint of grievance, "Lin Wanyue, you’re sent by heaven to torture me."

"I...you..."

Yun Ran opened her mouth, finally managing to remember what to say after a long while.

"Weren’t you supposed to have no feeling in your legs? How was I supposed to know it would... besides... besides, didn’t you just... how come again..."

Yun Ran’s voice became softer and softer, ultimately unable to continue, a hint of shyness in her brow, her flushed cheeks like peach blossoms blooming on a branch, attractive and charming.

The man’s gaze darkened slightly, taking a deep breath, suppressing the surging impulse in his heart.

Yet his voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Lin Wanyue, you’re the one who made me like this, you have to take responsibility."

"?!"

Yun Ran looked up at him, a touch of blankness flashing across her face, "Responsible? How... take..."

The man curved his lips, his eyes deep and dark, "What do you think?"

Yun Ran held her breath, her heart starting to race uncontrollably, "I, I... I..."

"Yes, it’s you."

"..."

"Would you really let me take a cold bath?"

"..."

She had never wanted him to take a cold bath, right?

Because of this, she always had to resist his coaxing and pestering to insist on sleeping in separate beds, didn’t she?

She just...