He diligently applied medicine to every wound on Ye Xingbei's body, then threw the ointment aside and pinned her down.
Ye Xingbei reached out with her tender white hands to push him away, "Get off me, stop messing around!"
The tone of her words was supposed to be reprimanding, but because she was weak, her voice sounded gentle and sweet, like she was acting spoiled.
Gu Junzhu's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and gently kissed her bruised cheek.
Ye Xingbei knew that, although her face was no longer inflated like a pig's head, those bruises were still present. Her face, marred with patches of purple and green, must've looked thoroughly unpleasant.
She didn't want anyone to see her in such an unsightly state. So, turning her head aside, she fiercely pushed Gu Junzhu away, "Stop messing around, get up, get up quickly!"
She couldn't understand how Gu Junzhu could bring himself to kiss her when her face looked as distorted as a clown's at the moment.
