Zhuang Liu didn't deny it. If he could spend more time with Tan Rou, he wouldn't mind using this privilege.
Tan Rou accompanied Zhuang Liu as they slowly walked around the man-made lake. The weather was a little cold, so she put on the coat that she had taken off.
However, Zhuang Liu was drenched in sweat. His white shirt was soaked in sweat. Even in this late autumn, he could feel the heat.
"Wipe your sweat." Tan Rou pulled out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to Zhuang Liu.
Zhuang Liu frowned, then raised his left hand with difficulty. His two arms were still tightly pressed against the crutch. It looked difficult for him to wipe his sweat on his own.
Tan Rou saw his actions and was stunned for a moment. Then, she raised her hand and carefully wiped his sweat. Usually, when she treated others, Zhuang Liu would be the one wiping Tan Rou's sweat. So, she did not feel embarrassed wiping Zhuang Liu's sweat now.
