"Click," the doorknob turned, and Zhao Mengmeng opened the door.
Pei Chenyang slowly lowered his hand, silently watching her. His gaze was deep, with a hint of eeriness that Zhao Mengmeng had never seen in him before.
"You mean to say, you came today specifically to have me apply medicine there?" Zhao Mengmeng raised an eyebrow.
In his heart, Pei Chenyang thought it wasn't entirely like that. But apart from this reason, he had no other excuse to get close to her, so he had to say it was.
"You could say that," he replied with a serious expression.
His expression made him look suffused with a chastened aura.
However, Zhao Mengmeng wasn't the slightest bit interested at that moment.
