"Stop overthinking, I won't force you anymore, no one will ever force you again, just stop thinking!"
Mu Xiaojiu's large hand landed on Baili Xia's head, pressing her head against his chest.
His fingertips gently rubbed over her temples: "Stop thinking, we won't think about it anymore, be good, and it won't hurt."
Xiaoyao sat up on the bed, wanting to help, but didn't know what he could do.
Seeing Baili Xia in pain, he suddenly remembered something and immediately shouted outside: "Ye Hua, call Nangong Xu over!"
A commotion ensued outside…
No longer trying to recall the past, gradually, Baili Xia's condition stabilized, and her headache eased.
But when she looked up and saw Mu Xiaojiu, her expression changed immediately, instinctively pushing him away. The wariness in her eyes was clear.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaojiu felt a blockage in his chest and had no choice but to step back a couple of steps, retreating to the side to avoid provoking her.
Soon, Ye Hua led Nangong Xu in.
