Mo Ling thought a little to answer his question. It's just that she didn't know why she felt hot herself.
Bi Yuhan was nervous to hear the answer but he didn't push the boy to speak and just waited patiently.
"I just felt hot when you came near me." She can only answer what she observed.
When Bi Yuhan heard that he was elated but looking at the innocent eyes without any other emotions just filled with confusion, he felt really guilty and bitter at his heart.
He didn't say anything in return and reached out his hand to Mo Ling's shirt. But before he could reach the first button the person before him stood up suddenly to his surprise.
Mo Ling concealed her flustered look and met Bi Yuhan's eyes. "I can dress my wound myself."
Because she's wearing a long sleeve t-shirt, she couldn't only lift her sleeve for him to dress her wound.
Bi Yuhan could only abandon the thought of dressing the wound when he saw the kid who's unwilling.
