After coming out of Fu Pei's room, Fu Ting thought for a moment and went to the living room to get the medicine box. She hesitated for a while before she slowly walked to Cen Juan's room door.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door. The door was quickly opened by the man.
Cen Juan had just taken a shower and was wearing a sleeping robe. His wet hair stuck to his face, making his skin look even fairer. His chest was slightly open, revealing his collarbone. There were still water droplets rolling on it, making people blush and their hearts race.
Was he there?
This vixen was seducing the people in the middle of the night?
Cen Juan met Fu Ting's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up. He said lazily," Why are you looking for Brother at this late hour?""
He dragged out his tone and said," Mm. What bad things do you want to do?"
Fu Ting's uneasy gaze drifted to the corner of his purple lips. She said awkwardly," I-I'll apply the ointment for you."
