"You can't reach the places where the wounds are too deep."
"..."
Norris Moore's face turned a deep red, unable to take it anymore, she cussed at him, "Get lost!"
Trenton Smith was quite calm, reached out for the ointment, and intently watched her.
His handsome face remained indifferent and detached.
He stood there, a sight to behold, yet it's a pity, he wasn't very likable as a person.
Trenton carefully applied the medicine on her, observing her face, he slightly smiled at the corners of his mouth, unable to resist leaning down to give a peck.
"Do you like it?"
Feeling weak all over, Norris was infuriated and wanted to bite him, "Get lost!"
He chuckled softly, gazing at her flushed face, his large palm cupping the back of her head, he leaned in for another kiss.
Lying on top of her, Trenton looked at the blush creeping up on her pale face, a sense of tenderness sprang up in his heart. He softly asked, "Norris Moore,
what do you desire?"
