"Who has more right to touch my body than you?" Zheng Liang rested his hands on the desk and propped his head up with them, his lips curved into a meaningful smirk.
Yang Ning's face flushed at his suggestive words and the intensity of his gaze. She couldn't help but wonder how something as simple as applying medicine could sound so seductive coming from him.
"You said you were coming to meet me and took this tray on the way, is there something that you wanted to talk to me about?" Zheng Liang asked, snapping her attention back to him.
The question about her visit to meet him brought her attention back to the matter at hand. She needed to come up with an excuse quickly, even though she hadn't initially planned to visit him in the study.
Clearing her throat, she said, "Well, I heard that your bandage has been removed and your wound is almost completely healed."
