Han Jiaojiao felt that Han Yi was making a big deal out of a small issue. Such a minor skin injury would have scabbed over in a few days without a bandage, but... being fussed over always felt wonderful.
As she was basking in the feeling, she glanced sideways and saw Yan Xiao staring blankly at her hand, and she couldn't help but smile, "Yan Xiao, are you lost in thought?"
Yan Xiao snapped back to reality, gave a dry laugh, and asked her, "Jiaojiao, have you felt recently... that you are a bit different?"
Han Jiaojiao stared at him, puzzled, "What could be different about me? Um... did I get a tan?"
The sun had been getting stronger recently, and with the wind and sun exposure, she might have gotten a bit sunburned. Maybe... she should do a facial mask tonight?
Yan Xiao chuckled and said, "…Maybe I'm mistaken, I'll go find something to eat in the kitchen."
"Talking nonsense," Han Jiaojiao muttered softly, watching his retreating figure.
