"I'm fine. I'll apply ointment myself." Tang Mo'er repeated as she tried to snatch the ointment from his hands.
However, in the next moment, her small face was squeezed gently between the man's palms. His eyes were electrifying and demanding and she couldn't look away, "You didn't wear any undergarments, right?"
Crap, how did he know?
Tang Mo'er's face turned red from embarrassment as she avoided his gaze. She shoved his hands away. "No…"
At this moment, the man stretched out his slender finger to lift up her dress.
!!!
That was…
"What are you doing? Don't you dare!" she hissed and grabbed at his treacherous hands.
Gu Mohan took a deep breath and his deep charismatic voice turned hoarse. "Why is it you didn't even bother wearing undergarments, hm?"
