The cool and refreshing feeling was very comfortable. Xia Tian originally wanted to refuse, but thought about it and didn't say anything, letting him apply the medicine.
After spraying, Beiming Han rubbed his knees, placing his hands together to warm them, then wrapping them around his small knees.
"This helps the medicine absorb better," Beiming Han explained.
"Oh." Xia Tian's heart was pounding wildly. He felt very useless. Wasn't it just applying some medicine? How could he be so nervous about it?
Beiming Han carefully applied the medicine and then sat down on the sofa, watching what he was doing.
"You can leave now!" Xia Tian awkwardly issued the dismissal order.
"Is doing this tiring?" Beiming Han could tell at a glance that he was helping Mommy with yesterday's issues.
"Not tiring! This is my hobby," Xia Tian explained lightly. Doing what you love, how can it be called tiring?
"Xia Tian, I'm sorry."
