Chapter – 97Â
At This Rate Iâll Stay Single for Life (2nd Update)
âCome over here.â
After squatting for a long time, Mu Wanwan suddenly stood up. Her legs went weak and she staggered.
Lu Li frowned and quickly walked over.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âMy legs are numb.â Mu Wanwan looked up at him and spoke softly.
Lu Li picked her up.
Mu Wanwan stared at him in surprise, not knowing where to place her hands.
He put her down on the pile of dry grass and sat beside her. When he reached out toward her feet, Mu Wanwan instinctively pulled them back.
âWhat are you doing?â
âWet socks shouldnât stay on for too long.â
As he spoke, Lu Li held her feet and placed them on his knees.
His dark eyes deepened as his fingers gently pressed her swollen ankle.
âHiss⊠it hurts,â Mu Wanwan cried softly.
Lu Li frowned slightly.
âYour ankle is swollen. Why didnât you say anything?â
He took off her socks and covered her pale little feet with his warm hands, rubbing them gently to warm them up.
Mu Wanwan followed his gaze and saw that her ankle was red and swollen.
Lu Li continued rubbing her ankle.
âSit still. Your ankle is swollen like a pigâs trotter.â
The intimate movement made Mu Wanwan blush.
The firelight illuminated the cave, and warmth spread through the air.
Mu Wanwan tilted her head slightly and looked at the manâs sculpted side profile, becoming a little lost in thought.
At that moment, Lu Li suddenly took out a small embroidered pouch.
Mu Wanwanâs eyes widened. A trace of embarrassment flashed in her gaze as she tried to grab it back.
âDonât open it! Give it back to me.â
Lu Li raised his hand high so she couldnât reach it. His cold brows lifted slightly.
âYou already gave it to me. How can you take back something youâve given someone? Besides, didnât you say you were returning it to me?â
Mu Wanwan felt a little guilty.
She remembered the injury on his back and quickly changed the subject.
âHow is the wound on your back? Let me see.â
âJust a small injury. Nothing worth seeing.â
Lu Li continued gently massaging her ankle. His deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded very low and attractive.
Mu Wanwan hesitated.
âLu Li, um⊠youâŠâ
Before she could finish speaking, Lu Li interrupted her.
âWhatâs inside this little pouch?â
Mu Wanwan blinked her watery eyes.
Running around in the rain earlier had made her nervous and worried. Now that she finally relaxed, sleepiness slowly crept over her.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, Lu Liâs words suddenly woke her up.
Lu Li chuckled softly and looked up at her with teasing eyes.
âWith your intelligence, the one who would get trapped here would probably be you. If I didnât come find you, Iâd stay single for the rest of my life.â
Mu Wanwanâs lips twitched.
Who was the one ruining the mood here?
She pretended to glare at him angrily, but his last sentence made her heart feel strangely sweet.
âI changed my mind, okay? Itâs mine. Give it back.â
Mu Wanwan stood on her toes and stretched out her hand, trying to snatch the pouch back.
Lu Li smiled wickedly. His strong arm wrapped around her waist, and he pulled her down onto the pile of dry grass.
Mu Wanwan let out a soft cry.
When she raised her head, the manâs warm breath brushed across her face, making her heartbeat speed up.
Lu Li looked at her quietly, a charming smile at the corner of his lips.
Mu Wanwan was momentarily distracted.
Taking advantage of that moment, Lu Li quickly opened the small pouch.

