So she bent down, lowered her head, and applied the medicinal wine on her ankle randomly. She didn't know if it was because she had no experience or it was intentional, but she didn't apply it well several times and the medicinal wine spilled on the floor.
"Aiya, be careful. Why are you always so careless?"
His mother reminded him as she mumbled.
Lin Miao straightened up and turned to look at Li Jingjing. She didn't say anything and continued to apply the medicine.
Li Jingjing couldn't stand it anymore. This didn't look like work at all. She had to aim the ointment at her ankle and use a little force to apply it.
"Give it to me, it's not like this."
Li Jingjing took the medicine from Lin Miao's hands, poured it on the cotton, and directly reached out to help her apply it.
"Thank you, big brother," Lin Miao said, embarrassed."It's much more comfortable this way."
