She was annoyed, and she bit down hard.
After tasting the bloody flavor, her face changed, and she hurriedly let go.
Looking down again, regret was written all over her eyes.
A clear row of deep bite marks appeared on Ashton Heath's hand.
Blood was visible on some of the bite marks.
Joanna Lawrence panicked, tears nearly falling from her eyes as she held his hand and hurriedly explained, "I-I didn't do it on purpose. I'm sorry, does it hurt a lot?"
Ashton lowered his head and saw the anxiety and guilt in the teary eyes of the girl in his arms, who was about to cry. His heart softened to a mess, and he said in a gentle and soft voice, "Baby, don't cry, it doesn't hurt."
"How could it not hurt?" Joanna raised her head, full of self-blame, and tearfully said, "I-I made you bleed. I'm sorry, it wasn't on purpose. If it really hurts, then you... y-you can bite me back."
Joanna was actually very afraid of pain.
But at this moment, she bravely stretched out her tender little hand.
