Gu Zhiqi listened, gently lifted her brow, didn't reach out to take it, curved her lips slightly, smiling sweetly yet lazily. She looked up and spoke as her lips parted, "I can't see, could you help me wipe it off, brother?"
The girl's eyes held a faint smile that slowly diffused in the depths of their haziness, like a lone boat in the misty and cold river, pushing through the water, creating endless ripples.
Su Yunling's eyes narrowed slightly.
This child really did have a pair of exceedingly beautiful eyes.
After a moment, he chuckled and nodded, "That was thoughtless of me."
Having said this, he took a tissue, raised his hand, and gently wiped around the wound on Gu Zhiqi's forehead, afraid of hurting her, he didn't dare to apply much force.
Su Yunling's sleeve carried a faint and elegant fragrance, which quickly reached Gu Zhiqi's nose.
Gu Zhiqi looked up, tilting her head slightly to look at Su Yunling.
