"Remember to change the bandage tomorrow morning. If there's no obvious sign of infection, better keep the bandage on for another day.
"Actually, now that I think about it, I'll come check it for you tomorrow morning.
"Also, I know you are obsessed with cleanliness, but you'd better not take a shower for the rest of the day.
"Did you hear what I said…"
Song Qingchun couldn't help but raise her head when she got no reply from Su Zhinian. Her eyes met his, and he smiled at her.
The 'or not' that had reached her lips slid back down her throat.
He had beautiful eyes, his dark pupils as magnetic as black holes, pulling her gaze to fall into his eyes. It was as if she could lose herself in his gaze.
The atmosphere in the room tensed, and a sense of intimacy was unleashed. Su Zhinian's smile on his lips slowly disappeared, and there was a rolling mist of carnal desire that blotted out his smiling eyes.
