Shen Jun's voice was nervous. He pulled Wen Nian's right hand and frowned as he looked at the bright red marks on his fair wrist. It was especially dazzling.
Wen Nian was shocked by Shen Jun's sudden appearance. "You scared me!"
As Wen Nian followed Shen Jun's gaze, she noticed the lingering prominent mark on her hand. Understanding his concern, she offered an explanation, "There was a conflict scene earlier, and everyone was deeply immersed in their roles, which led to the application of slightly excessive force. It might appear alarming, but my skin is quite sensitive, so even a gentle touch can leave such visible marks. In truth, I'm perfectly fine."
Shen Jun lowered his head and tenderly rubbed Wen Nian's wrist, his brows still deeply furrowed. Concern etched on his face, he inquired, "Do you often have to perform conflict scenes that involve such intensity?"
