"...Why would I dare to boss you around?" Xia Ningxing laughed obsequiously, knowing he didn't want to talk she didn't press further, but she suddenly noticed, "Lu, why is your hand injured?"
It looked like it had been scratched by something.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the Literature Committee member had been beaten up by him!
Lu Tingli instinctively pulled his injured hand back, his handsome face remained unchanged: "I must have accidentally bumped into something."
"How can you be so careless, I have a Band-Aid here, just wait, I'll get it for you right away!" Xia Ningxing immediately frowned, putting on an act as if she really cared.
Then she bent over, her little hands searching through her backpack for a Band-Aid.
"Give me your hand." After finding a Band-Aid, Xia Ningxing gently tugged his finger toward her and wrapped the Band-Aid around it.
His fingers were long and flawless, without a single blemish, as exquisite as fine white jade.
