"Boom!"
Nana Jensen clearly heard the sound of an explosion in her mind, and she froze, staring motionlessly at Willy Smith's bitten fingers, her heart pounding intensely.
An inexplicable warmth casually flowed into her heart, enveloping it unexpectedly and gently.
"I'll get you a band-aid!"
Willy Smith watched as the woman frantically rummaged through drawers until she finally found a band-aid, holding it in her hand for a long while without reacting, her entire neck flushed deep red from afar.
The mood that was initially suppressed because she mentioned having someone in her heart suddenly lifted, the smile in his eyes deepening, and a mischievous thought abruptly surged in his mind.
"Nora, it hurts..."
"Okay, coming right away!"
Hearing the word "hurts," panic replaced the slight shyness on Nana Jensen's face, and she quickly brought over the band-aid and disinfectant alcohol, not even realizing that she had jumped onto the bed with that action.
"Bear with it a little!"
