Xiao Moli, holding the ointment, walked up to An Ziqi, squeezing some onto his fingertips before carefully applying it to the bite mark on her collarbone.
He had indeed been so angry at the time that he bit harder than he should have, causing her skin to still be red and swollen to this day.
"You're injured, yet you dare to use colored inks over the wound. What if you get an infection?"
An Ziqi pushed his hand away, turned around in a huff, "You wanted to accompany a beautiful woman, why would you care if I get infected?"
"Which of your eyes saw me want to accompany her?"
He was so foolish, he had clearly skipped the company meeting specifically to see her.
"My two eyes, coupled with Sister Man's two eyes, saw it. You even let her throw herself on you."
"I don't know her at all; I've already asked her to get lost."
Xiao Moli agitatedly turned her around, his hand soothing the bite mark.
"Does it still hurt?"
