A faint smile played on the man's lips. He placed the meal container he was holding on the bedside table and stepped closer and closer to Wen Ci, his voice deep and magnetic. "Honey, don't get angry out of embarrassment."
"Who's angry out of embarrassment?" Wen Ci retorted.
With that, she gave Huo Jingyuan a huge eye-roll.
'That damn man is the one with no self-control, and now he's trying to pin the blame on me. It's unforgivable.'
Huo Jingyuan sat on the edge of the bed and snatched the ointment for the wound from Wen Ci's hand. Suppressing his inner glee, he said calmly, "Be good. Let me help you apply it again."
Wen Ci: "!!!"
A blush spread across her face at a visible rate.
"Who asked you to help me apply it again?"
Unhurried and unbothered, Huo Jingyuan asked, "Can you finish applying it yourself?"
"Why couldn't I?"
In his eyes, Wen Ci's retort made her look like a tiny, flustered animal, which was incredibly cute.
"Behave."
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