"I'm sorry." Su Fei said suddenly.

Shen Bingya raised her head, but from bottom to top she could only see Su Fei "working hard" on the bowl of white rice.

Another cold snort: "Huh, I won't forgive you. Don't think that just apologizing to me and cooking for me is enough. I tell you, you can't live with it!"

"I know, but I still have to say what needs to be said." After Su Fei finished eating, he began to clear away the dishes, and the brief exchange between the two came to an abrupt end.

However, when Su Fei finished his work and walked into Shen Bingya's room again, he found that Shen Bingya was looking at him with a look on his face that he was hesitant to speak.

"What? Do you want some water? Hot?" Su Fei's question was very straight.

Shen Bingya pursed her lips and shook her little face vigorously.

"Then, is the ice pack too cold? Then I'll put an extra layer of towels underneath for you, and that'll be fine."

Su Fei was about to go to the bathroom to get a towel, but was grabbed by Shen Bingya.

Shen Bingya still didn't speak, but the embarrassment in her eyes became more and more intense. She tried to move a few times, but found that it still hurt. Maybe it was because the physical discomfort was becoming more and more obvious, and Shen Bingya's long white legs were all numb.

It started to feel a little tight, and even the petite toes began to curl inward without force, as if they were holding back something.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Su Fei became more and more curious.

Shen Bingya buried her head in the quilt beneath her, and a kitten-like purring sound drifted through the quilt and reached Su Fei's ears.

"Aunt towel...I have to go...to the bathroom..."
Chapter completed!