"Xiao Lijin."
His kiss descended.
Bai Qingzhu felt particularly helpless.
But he always had this ability, a kiss that could easily consume all her rationality.
And so, for a long, long time, they did not part.
Xiao Lijin knew he should let her go, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. For some reason, Bai Qingzhu was just so enchanting to him, one kiss seemed not enough; he wanted more.
Finally, Bai Qingzhu knew to resist.
"Xiao Lijin, stop it, I need to go to work."
"Anqi is there."
"But there are some conditions Anqi can't treat."
"There are others."
"But they're Western doctors."
"What's wrong with Western medicine? Can't they treat illnesses?"
Bai Qingzhu could only laugh and cry; of course, she knew they could treat illnesses, but those who came to her were all for traditional Chinese medicine, weren't they?
"Xiao Lijin, can't we use another method?"
"What are married couples for, if not to solve things in this way?"
