Luo Ying's movements were very gentle. Her eyelashes were lowered, and she was focused on the red scars on the man's body.
The cotton stick covered the wound with a cool burn ointment. The burn ointment was applied to the place where the skin was scalded. Lu Zhao felt the pain and hissed.
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" she asked. Luo Ying raised her eyes and looked at him in panic.
The woman's watery eyes pleased Lu Zhao.
His expression softened. "It's alright. Continue applying the medicine."
Luo Ying nodded and continued to help the man deal with the burns on his body. The man's eyes seemed to be on her body and never once left.
After she finished applying the medicine, Lu Zhao put on his clothes. His eyes were still fixed on Luo Ying.
I'm sorry, " Luo Ying said. "My stepsister has always been like this."
"I heard your conversation outside the room." Lu Zhao interrupted her and pulled her into his arms.
