Tang Beibei still tasted bitterness in her mouth when she went to bed. She turned her back to the man.
Jiang Jingchen looked at her cute childish behavior and patted her back with a smile.
The woman suddenly turned to face him and asked, "How did you manage to drink such bitter medicine without any expression on your face?"
It was so bitter that any normal person would have some kind of physiological reaction when they drank it.
But he had none.
Jiang Jingchen said with a straight face, "Maybe it's because I've tasted so much bitterness in the past, so this little bitterness is nothing to me."
Tang Beibei's heart ached when she heard that.
Her heart ached for the serious injuries he had suffered. She snuggled up to him and touched his cheek comfortingly.
"You always say that I'm slightly sweet. Kiss me more and you'll only taste sweetness in the future."