Mo Yangyang stood there in a daze as if she had been petrified. The place where he had scratched her palm felt a wave of itchiness, little by little, until it reached her heart, causing her to be dazzled for a moment.
Also, when Xie Xize spoke just now, she actually heard a hint of affection in his voice. This must be an illusion.
This ... It was too terrifying.
This was even scarier than her dream of being tied to the operating table by Xie Xize and having her legs chopped off!
Just as Mo Yangyang was distracted, she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her hand.
She looked down and saw Xie Xize's beautiful fingers gently pushing the ointment away from the scalded area on the back of her hand. He was very slow, very light, and very serious…
It was as if he was treating the most important, most rigorous, and most error-free experiment.
