Wei Anning reflexively clutched at her neckline, staring at him in horror, "What are you going to do?"
"Apply medicine, what else are you thinking about?" Leng Youchen was amused by her reaction, lifting the tube of ointment in his hand, "Even if I wanted to do something to you, in your current state I wouldn't enjoy it, you look like you've been injected with botulinum toxin."
She knew this bastard wouldn't say anything nice.
Wei Anning was so angry she was drawing in cold breaths, wishing she could pounce and strangle him. Her breathing came in heavy pants. Wei Anning, stay calm, he's just trying to make you explode with anger.
She managed to squeeze out a smile, "It's better that way, just make sure not to fantasize about my body."
"Rest assured, with your green bean stick figure, you're perfectly safe." Leng Youchen's gaze floated over her disdainfully.
