His large hand brushed over the scar, the discoloration from the iodine disinfectant all too clear, as if the knee's tender skin had disappeared.
Before he even touched it, she immediately hid in his arms, looking pitiful, "Sir, please be gentle."
Xu Jingxi simply withdrew his hand, really too lazy to look, there was nothing worth seeing, it wasn't him in pain anyway, "What are you crying for?"
"You're scolding me," Leh Ying began tallying past grievances, "You did the same last time."
Xu Jingxi's arm reached past her to tidy up the documents as he casually mentioned the rules, "Behave yourself around me, don't barge in where you're not supposed to, don't eavesdrop on things you shouldn't know, and if you happen to hear them, pretend you didn't, don't stir up trouble either."
Was he guarding against her? Preventing her from knowing things she shouldn't?
