Su Qiqi didn't give up and stubbornly asked him, "Why not?"
The next moment, she saw Jin Muchen slowly extend his hand, and her scarf around her neck was unwrapped by him, circle by circle.
A chill swept over her neck as the scarf was untangled, and the light touch of Jin Muchen's fingertips made Su Qiqi shudder.
The red mark on her neck had faded a bit but was still clearly visible. Jin Muchen gently rubbed it, "Does it still hurt?"
Su Qiqi, feeling a bit ticklish, moved back a bit, "It doesn't hurt."
"I'll put medicine on it for you." Jin Muchen took the medicine box and led her to the living room.
Su Qiqi looked at Jin Muchen's face close at hand, his warm breath on her neck seemed warmer than his fingertips.
"Don't hide." Seeing the person in front of him leaning further back, Jin Muchen freed one hand to hold her shoulder.
Su Qiqi stiffened and strained her neck.
"You don't have to be so rigid." Jin Muchen chuckled lightly.
