“Jian!! I’m so glad you’re okay!”
“Hsss! Mei, that kinda hurts…”
“Oh! You’re injured! I’m so sorry!”
It was a rare sight to see Wu Meiying so frazzled like this. Not only was she still wearing the black nightgown she had gone to bed in, but her hair stuck up in all directions, her eyes had bags under them, and her lips were a little bruised. She must have been biting them.
“It’s okay. Just… be a bit more gentle, yeah?” Wu Jian said with a smile.
Wu Meiying nodded several times. She wasn’t the only one present, however, as Hou Jingshu stood just a little behind her. Her appearance wasn’t quite as discomfited as the other girl’s. But it was also clear that she had just woken up and wasn’t entirely sure what was going on. Wu Jian concluded that Wu Meiying must have woken her up.
Did she
