Hai Xiaotang was pulled by Dongfang Yu into the bathroom and brought to the sink.
He twisted on the faucet, grabbing her arm, washing the place that was scalded.
Hai Xiaotang was astonished by his actions.
What was he doing?
Was he concerned about her?
Dongfang Yu stared at her arm and asked in a low voice, "How does it feel, does it hurt?"
"..." Hai Xiaotang didn't respond.
He looked up puzzled, meeting her stunned gaze.
"I asked you, how does it feel?" He asked again.
Coming back to her senses, Hai Xiaotang shook her head, "I'm fine."
Having said that, she pulled back her arm, reaching for a paper towel to wipe her arm.
Dongfang Yu noticed the coffee stain on her chest and couldn't help asking again, "Where else got scalded?"
"Nowhere else, I'm fine." Hai Xiaotang's tone was normal, even indifferent.
Suddenly, Dongfang Yu reached out his hand, touching her neck, frightened Hai Xiaotang instantly drew back, "What are you doing?!"
The man's finger froze in mid-air—
