The blanket was silky smooth, and Mengmeng's hand easily touched Kus' skin, causing her hand to become even more rigid.
Her mind turned into mush, thinking that although Kus looked rough, the skin on his legs was surprisingly smooth.
"Miss, what are you hesitating for? Are you going to apply the medication or not?" Pei Chenyang took a breath, his entire body tensing under the touch of her small hand.
The process suddenly became excruciating and torturous.
Zhao Mengmeng glared over fiercely, "If you rush me again, be careful I'll break it off right here!"
If it wasn't for his constant pressure, she wouldn't have been pushed to this extent!
At this moment, Zhao Mengmeng was full of anger; his words were undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire!
Pei Chenyang's handsome face stiffened, "As you wish!"
Averting their gazes, both hands that were also hidden under the blanket couldn't help but clench into fists.
